<?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-2843881606370781150</id><updated>2011-08-31T22:55:28.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Day!</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/03/reformat.html"&gt;The Perfect Day&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2711071275116574117</id><published>2011-08-31T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:55:28.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>I'm the kind of stupid person that will wear gloves on a hot day just so i can  take them off afterwards. I'm also the kind of stupid person that will stupidly wait for someone who doesn't want to meet me then hide away when they arrive so that they don't have to see me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2711071275116574117?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2711071275116574117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2711071275116574117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2711071275116574117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-9018882065293556186</id><published>2011-08-30T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:16:42.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/9ada9xsMnm4?t=7m18s"&gt;http://youtu.be/9ada9xsMnm4?t=7m18s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-9018882065293556186?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/9018882065293556186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/httpyoutu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9018882065293556186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9018882065293556186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/httpyoutu.html' title=''/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2462955871283907825</id><published>2011-08-29T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:59:06.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look everyone, i have absolutely nothing interesting to say.</title><content type='html'>Feeling pretty dumb right now, it would be nice if i could just be one dimensional, and melt into paper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2462955871283907825?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2462955871283907825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling-pretty-dumb-right-now-it-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2462955871283907825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2462955871283907825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling-pretty-dumb-right-now-it-would.html' title='Look everyone, i have absolutely nothing interesting to say.'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-7664252728273338226</id><published>2011-08-09T23:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:59:11.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zelda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i was looking up RPG (Role Playing Games) recently, and i realised that there seem to be a lot of people who think that Zelda is not an RPG. That is really weird, i have always thought about Zelda as a RPG and it surprises me that anyone would think otherwise. I read some arguments about it, and it seems like what people do is that they compile a list of Zelda's lack of "RPGness" and conclude that Zelda does lacks too many elements to be an RPG game. This is one example i found, there are many others like it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"There are only two ways in which Zelda could even REMOTELY almost sorta kinda not really but still yes looked at as an RPG:&lt;br /&gt;You increase your hearts over the course of the game&lt;br /&gt;You play the role of Link. Just like you play the role of any other video game character in any other video game.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are some definite gray areas (which Zelda does NOT fall within), I think we can agree that an RPG video game generally includes at least one, if not all of these attributes:&lt;br /&gt;Numerical stats which represent the non-concrete attributes of a character in a concrete way within the game world, whether or not the character is fully made aware of them (i.e. 15 strength, 10 agility, 7 stamina, 150 HP, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;A system of progression by which your characters stats are increased as you play, either through hard levels and the acruing of experience points or something similar, or gradual increases in the stats as specific actions are performed.&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of character specialization (i.e. character classes) which allow a character to excel at some aspects of gameplay, even at the expense of others, be it through the equipping of specialized weapons, a specific class or role choice made by the player, or sometimes naturally as certain character stats will increase and others will not based on the actions the player performs throughout the game.&lt;br /&gt;A battle system that involves "dice rolls", meaning that damage, as well as other things such as accuracy are determined through some kind of system involving chance, and then possibly modified by character and enemy stats&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of story interaction where the player is able to take part in the game and affect the story through interacting with characters, or at the very least, interact with NPCs through dialogue trees. Obviously this is probably the least common of all the attributes, but still a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please understand me. It's not that a game needs all of these qualities to be an RPG, it's that Zelda has NONE of these qualities. Just face it, kids. Zelda is an action adventure game with puzzles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the real problem is that who made up these arbitrary rules about what constitutes an RPG? No one, these are just some characteristics that most of the more popular RPGs have. RPG by the very definition are games that have you role playing. You take the role of a character, much like how an actor takes a character on stage. This is as opposed to games like Tetris, where you are just moving blocks. In Zelda, i am clearly taking the role of Link, or whatever you choose to rename him to and that in itself is the very essence of an RPG game. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-7664252728273338226?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7664252728273338226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-looking-up-rpg-role-playing-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7664252728273338226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7664252728273338226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-looking-up-rpg-role-playing-games.html' title='Zelda?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4835966110826673306</id><published>2011-08-04T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:50:27.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terminal</title><content type='html'>This whole death thing is rather interesting. When someone is dying of terminal illness, we tend to take it as bad news but aren't we all dying as we are living, i mean, that's kinda how life works isn't it? It is pretty interesting how we humans view this. When we are just living, we may know that we are going to die someday but we are not kept constantly aware of it. Kinda like that we are climbing a flight of stairs and we can't see the end of it. Just because we can't see the end, we as humans through our positive bias like to think that perhaps there is no end. It is only when this illusion is taken away from us that we start to despair. I guess the moral of the story is, live in denial, hold on to your delusions, that's how we live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4835966110826673306?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4835966110826673306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/terminal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4835966110826673306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4835966110826673306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/08/terminal.html' title='terminal'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4152445103484937989</id><published>2011-07-09T02:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:28:41.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>__</title><content type='html'>__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4152445103484937989?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4152445103484937989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-lot-of-people-know-this-but-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4152445103484937989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4152445103484937989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-lot-of-people-know-this-but-when-i.html' title='__'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1937037153208356529</id><published>2011-06-20T10:25:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:12:40.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual villagers 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was going to post these pictures as a review on the game but i got lazy and these pictures were taking up space on my desktop so i'm just gonna randomly post them here and be done with it :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFRSooe4Opo/Tf60IJjw93I/AAAAAAAAAA4/AGFdYYpYT8c/s1600/60.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFRSooe4Opo/Tf60IJjw93I/AAAAAAAAAA4/AGFdYYpYT8c/s320/60.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620127437102839666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This first pic is a picture of my 60 year old villager that is nursing a child, you can get female villagers over 50 nursing if you set them on parenting but not if you just keep dragging them over another villager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wu8IUs0YeO4/Tf605gjQDnI/AAAAAAAAABA/-Aa34Ixrbeo/s1600/arrow.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wu8IUs0YeO4/Tf605gjQDnI/AAAAAAAAABA/-Aa34Ixrbeo/s320/arrow.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620128285088288370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This second picture is of one of my favorite villager, Arrow, he is one of my favorite because he likes running, that enables him to get things done faster and learn some skills faster, and that is pretty awesome :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28_7TfBh0AE/Tf612VZ75jI/AAAAAAAAABI/NjN8Ns_8kig/s1600/Natalie.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28_7TfBh0AE/Tf612VZ75jI/AAAAAAAAABI/NjN8Ns_8kig/s320/Natalie.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620129330068448818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last villager is Natalie, who is also one of my villager who is also my favourite villagers, she is just so cute in her pretty dress and hair, and to top it all off, she likes running ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNJmFxZJ5w8/Tf7Uvev6c9I/AAAAAAAAABY/CwwNcYgC09M/s1600/shell.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNJmFxZJ5w8/Tf7Uvev6c9I/AAAAAAAAABY/CwwNcYgC09M/s320/shell.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620163297177924562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i wanted to say that it seems some guides online believe that you can't get shells to appear during high tide, that is not true, as you can see by this picture here. (The shell is dark green, near the top) Maybe they appear more often during low tide.&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;p&gt;To end it all, here are some pictures of Natalie looking really cute at age 52 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-1kq29i0l0/Tf7VjVqhYUI/AAAAAAAAABo/gM5r-REKRmE/s1600/Nateliee.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-1kq29i0l0/Tf7VjVqhYUI/AAAAAAAAABo/gM5r-REKRmE/s320/Nateliee.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620164188092588354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-q-dviMTo/Tf7VcYOir9I/AAAAAAAAABg/iwgc_6RCjE8/s1600/Natelie.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-q-dviMTo/Tf7VcYOir9I/AAAAAAAAABg/iwgc_6RCjE8/s320/Natelie.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620164068521455570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1937037153208356529?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1937037153208356529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/virtual-villagers-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1937037153208356529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1937037153208356529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/virtual-villagers-4.html' title='Virtual villagers 4'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFRSooe4Opo/Tf60IJjw93I/AAAAAAAAAA4/AGFdYYpYT8c/s72-c/60.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6889773036075243034</id><published>2011-06-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:29:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>I am the kind of person that loves games. All types of games is interesting to me, although maybe not all are quite so fun to play. Recently, i have came across some stats on gamers, like how the mean age of gamers have risen and how the games that makes the most money seem to be the ones like Farmville instead of games like Halo. That got me thinking how different these games are and yet they are both called games. What are games? Games are forms of entertainment that we use to have fun, at least that's what it is to me. I kinda forgot where i was going with this, i think my point was that games are only games if you enjoy the whimsical entertainment that they provide, if you don't then perhaps they aren't games anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6889773036075243034?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6889773036075243034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6889773036075243034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6889773036075243034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8534875331565984544</id><published>2011-06-17T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:48:56.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnyHyB6DbFU/TfrqXTZaogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cA2DYfJWuBQ/s1600/IMG00070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnyHyB6DbFU/TfrqXTZaogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cA2DYfJWuBQ/s320/IMG00070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619061171162882562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying out these muffins and turns out, i don't really like them, go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8534875331565984544?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8534875331565984544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/muffins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8534875331565984544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8534875331565984544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/muffins.html' title='Muffins'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnyHyB6DbFU/TfrqXTZaogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cA2DYfJWuBQ/s72-c/IMG00070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3367366496945476064</id><published>2011-06-13T20:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:32:46.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I decided to make a list of movies that i've watched, according to how much i liked the movies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awesome!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jeux d'enfants&lt;br /&gt;超级学校霸王&lt;br /&gt;the myth&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;Despicable MeFinding NemoPirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl&lt;br /&gt;  Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;  Spirited Away&lt;br /&gt;如果。爱&lt;br /&gt;Howl's Moving Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handsome suit&lt;br /&gt;Epic.Movie&lt;br /&gt;Teen Titans Trouble In Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;Zoolander&lt;br /&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;Toy Story&lt;br /&gt;Wall-E&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu PandaHarry Potter and the Sorcerer's StonePirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides&lt;br /&gt;Shrek the Third (had some awesome moments but also some Meh moments)&lt;br /&gt;The Incredibles&lt;br /&gt;RatatouilleCharlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005)Happy Feet&lt;br /&gt;Mulan (There were some awesome moments but not enough)&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Little&lt;br /&gt;You've Got Mail&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs&lt;br /&gt;Brother Bear&lt;br /&gt;Space Jam&lt;br /&gt;One Hundred and One Dalmatians&lt;br /&gt;  Honey, I Shrunk the Kids&lt;br /&gt;  Mr. Bean's Vacation (absolutely hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;  The Prince of Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris.Texas&lt;br /&gt;食神&lt;br /&gt;Toy Story 2&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic 4&lt;br /&gt;Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;RangoPirates of the Caribbean: At World's EndBruce Almighty Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith&lt;br /&gt;Borat&lt;br /&gt;The Sorcerer's Apprentice (Nicholas Cage was the only saving grace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terrible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Dead gay guys&lt;br /&gt;功夫灌籃&lt;br /&gt;Twilight&lt;br /&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;Braveheart (this one was so boring, i barely watched it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies i would never watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sherlock Holmes (2009)AvatarThis Is It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3367366496945476064?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3367366496945476064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/movie-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3367366496945476064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3367366496945476064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/movie-list.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8391425890483275276</id><published>2011-06-12T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:05:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I drew a triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10LKRMSJc_k/TfRyUyIAvzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ME-rDf6Ncss/s1600/IMG00069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10LKRMSJc_k/TfRyUyIAvzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ME-rDf6Ncss/s400/IMG00069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617240336616177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have spelled labeled wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8391425890483275276?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8391425890483275276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-drew-triangle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8391425890483275276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8391425890483275276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-drew-triangle.html' title='I drew a triangle'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10LKRMSJc_k/TfRyUyIAvzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ME-rDf6Ncss/s72-c/IMG00069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2867325743578497797</id><published>2011-06-06T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:18:37.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graw</title><content type='html'>It's kinda depressing how in any sort of contest/race/competition/whatever the one who probably feels the worst is the one who comes in last and the one who comes in second. It is even worse that society constitutes everything we do into a contest against each other. For the most part, i try to ignore or detach myself from this reality but sometimes the world has a way of pushing itself in my face. So society, you can just eff off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2867325743578497797?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2867325743578497797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/graw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2867325743578497797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2867325743578497797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/graw.html' title='Graw'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2244532102415600403</id><published>2011-06-06T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:58:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, with the world apparently suppose(d) to end a few time is the next and past few years, i got to thinking about what i would do if it really was the end of the world. It would be pretty ok if the world ended, i mean, it's gonna end sooner or later right? So, anything is fine. The ideal way the world would end for me is if there would be a sort of warning first so i can do stuff i wanna, instead of a sudden eruption of the world or something. It would be kinda cool to have a few relaxing hours before everything ends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would i do if i knew an apocalypse was happening? My ideal situation would be lying on a nice field of grass and just relax. With cool winds and the warm sun, it would be perfect. Oh, and also a cup of milk tea, with pudding. I guess if i was at home when that happened, i would have to go get a couple of cups of milk tea (i might run out with one). If i had to start from home, i would need to walk or cycle to get some milk tea, make some by myself, since i guess no one would be in the mood to make any for me, and find a nice patch of field. Now where would i find a nice patch of field? I guess it would have to be somewhere high, so that there would be wind, maybe get a large umbrella in case the sun was too hot or if it was raining. Oh, and a jacket too, in case i get cold. Yea, that would be pretty awesome, i could just lie there and let my world end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So things i would need would be a bicycle, two cups of awesome milk tea with pudding, a large umbrella and a jacket to face the end of the world. Also, i should start looking out for a nice patch of grass, yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2244532102415600403?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2244532102415600403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/end-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2244532102415600403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2244532102415600403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/06/end-of-world.html' title='The End of the World'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4370134103959964347</id><published>2011-05-23T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:14:13.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>It strange, i think my nails got thicker...is that what's suppose to happen as you get older?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4370134103959964347?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4370134103959964347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4370134103959964347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4370134103959964347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2364316299184175839</id><published>2011-05-22T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:14:47.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Tiger Hat</title><content type='html'>I really want one of those white tiger hats from the zoo but the zoo is sooo far... They are so cute, and as i love hats, i really want one of them. There are a few types i think, there is the orange tiger, panda, white tiger, giraffe, lion, i really can't remember but my favourite is the white tiger one, it looks so cute and comfy~ I was gonna get one from the website but they keep on won't let me put things in my cart or something, there is probably something wrong with their system? I dunno, i got frustrated and gave up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2364316299184175839?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2364316299184175839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/white-tiger-hat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2364316299184175839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2364316299184175839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/white-tiger-hat.html' title='White Tiger Hat'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6965409089010793008</id><published>2011-05-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:40:11.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Tears</title><content type='html'>I am so full of fire tears right now. Yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6965409089010793008?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6965409089010793008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/fire-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6965409089010793008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6965409089010793008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/fire-tears.html' title='Fire Tears'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2595802614276654549</id><published>2011-05-21T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:59:54.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbeans: On Stranger Tides</title><content type='html'>So, Pirates of the Caribbeans is a series of films by DISNEY. They mostly star Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow, charismatic irresponsible protagonist of the show. Having watched the fourth film, i obviously had to blog about it. &lt;p&gt;The film on the whole was ok, it was enjoyable and had its moments but had parts that were really unnecessary which brought the whole film down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean ranking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (best)&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End; Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (tie)&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest (worst)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*SPOILERS START HERE*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story of the fourth film was alright, the characters were all searching for the fountain of youth. There were four groups, Captain Jack &amp;amp; Tibbs, Captain Barbossa (for the British empire), Captain Blackbeard and the Spanish. Penelope Cruz was the female protagonist of this film, also acting as the "love interest" of Captain Jack. The main problem is that there were too many freaking unexplained and unnecessary parts that was just dragged out in the film. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some plot holes include, why did no one recognize the judge as an impostor? Did the judge have like no friends or aquaintances at all? Why does Blackbeard randomly get occult powers (trapping ships in travel-size bottles, making working voodoo dolls, turning people into zombies, having a hat and sword that magically controls his boat)? Why did the Spanish waste troops and resources to find the fountain of youth if they did not want to use it? If they wanted to destroy the fountain, why couldn't they just destroy the chalices so the fountain would forever be lost? Why did the mermaid return the chalice to Captain Jack? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Penelope Cruz. She was not good or bad, just kinda, unassuming? The chemistry between her character and Depp's was not there, you didn't really feel anything for the two of them. Heck, the relationship between Sparrow and Barbossa was more interesting. Also, when she first appeared as an impostor of Jack Sparrow, the two of them had a fighting scene where she mirrored Captain Jack and the movie kept her in the shadows so that you could not see her face. That was stupid, her whole body language gave her away as a woman from the first, it made the entire fight boring and predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goBXQB2mhao/Tda5o6KtdkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WDY8wj7FhjE/s1600/Capture.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goBXQB2mhao/Tda5o6KtdkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WDY8wj7FhjE/s200/Capture.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608874498396616258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot get that mustache scene out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a similiar note, the movie also tried to show both Cruz's character and Blackbeard as unpredictable, trying to keep the viewer in suspense as to who will betray who i guess. The whole problem is that when it comes down to it, neither character are neutral characters, Cruz's charater is a good character from start to end and the opposite is true for Blackbeard. By trying to portray them as neutral characters, the two characters just feel shallow and undeveloped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The entire introduction of mermaids into the story. Yea, they were beautiful but that was about it. They were entirely unnecessary to the plot, you could have replaced them with something that took up less time like morning dew or something and it would have been ok. The whole mermaid relationship with the priest was &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; awkward, and served no purpose other than to creep us out. Or maybe as fan service? It wouldn't be so bad if the whole mermaid thing didn't take up so much of the movie. The movie already had too much elements cramped together, cutting out the entire mermaid parts could have made the movie a lot more satisfying and conclusive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having said all that, the movie is still a film i would watch again. I really wouldn't be so harsh on the movie if i wasn't such a fan of the series. While it certainly has its flaws, there were moments that were pretty good like the Captain Jack-British army chase scene, and the king was also full of win (the movie would be awesome if it had more of him and Sparrow). It's just too bad the movie couldn't center around the more interesting characters, and instead had an uncomfortable balance of too little funny/emotional moments with too many neutral moments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also on a side note, the first film was awesome but got seriously pulled down by the second and third film, which is really such a pity. Also also, &lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GI6CfKcMhjY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2595802614276654549?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2595802614276654549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-caribbeans-on-stranger-tides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2595802614276654549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2595802614276654549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-caribbeans-on-stranger-tides.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbeans: On Stranger Tides'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goBXQB2mhao/Tda5o6KtdkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WDY8wj7FhjE/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4073140441476368643</id><published>2011-05-19T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:27:00.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>I feel like typing words right now. Ahahahahahaha. Going nuts. A bunch of words that fill up this space i am typing on my computer. This is so much fun, wheee. Therrrr. Life ain't easy. I really wish i could find something that is what it is. It's like living ain't the answer but neither is dying. I mean, what else is there? Can there be something beyond the human condition that can be obtained? Perhaps AfterAfterlife? It's so convoluted. Life makes no sense. We just constantly waddle around in circles, spiraling towards an impermanent domain of pleasure within suffering. Our happiness is always built upon suffering, whether it is the suffering of others or the turmoil life puts us through. Everything is too relative. How annoying yet sustainable. You find a niche and then die. If you are lucky. I guess my question is, can we really live in the moment? I want to enjoy my life in every moment that i exist but can i really? Is it to much of an assumption for me to believe that i am worth living? Well, practically speaking, there is really no use for me to think too much, there is no way to test my theories, not right now anyway. More words fill this post to fill this space of this post. There is more words in this post that makes up this post. That's how posts are posts, that's how words are words. That's how i type what i type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4073140441476368643?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4073140441476368643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4073140441476368643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4073140441476368643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5100921953291715984</id><published>2011-05-12T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:45:59.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-zrE_oPHPI/Tct9tSsoEVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/51sQ_COgWn4/s1600/IMG00051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-zrE_oPHPI/Tct9tSsoEVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/51sQ_COgWn4/s200/IMG00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605712378259312978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew some shapes today, it was fun ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5100921953291715984?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5100921953291715984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/doodle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5100921953291715984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5100921953291715984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/doodle.html' title='Doodle'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-zrE_oPHPI/Tct9tSsoEVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/51sQ_COgWn4/s72-c/IMG00051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8543707064031516035</id><published>2011-05-06T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T19:31:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dinosaurs became extinct</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Assumption: Dinosaurs used to exist. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assumption: Dinosaurs are now extinct.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There must have been a reason why dinosaurs would disappear from the face of this earth, this is my take on it. A human (probably a pretty primitive one) accidentally stumbled through time to past where dinosaurs still existed. After stumbling around, the human found a nest of dinosaur eggs. The human was astounded by the huge eggs and was very curious about what was inside such an egg. With a small knife/spearhead like object, the human climbed to the top of the egg and began to pry a hole in the egg. The human peeked into the egg and saw a partially formed dinosaur through the semi-transparent membrane. The human was fascinated but scurried away after a while. When the mother of the egg saw the hole, the mother was a little worried but not too fazed, after all, it was only a small hole. After some time, the eggs hatched and the baby dinosaur turned out to be deformed, with extremely small front arms which was ridiculously in contrast with the dinosaur's large head and body. The mother was delighted because who thought that the child was beautiful. The new dinosaur quickly became the star among dinosaurs and every dinosaur soon were poking holes into their eggs, hoping their child would turn out as beautiful. Quickly, many eggs died off due to the holes being punctured by the clumsy large claws of the dinosaur but the dinosaurs were relentless in their pursuit for beauty and fame. Pretty soon, only deformed dinosaurs remained. These dinosaurs quickly died off as well as their bodies made it extremely difficult for then to survive, coupled with the other brain damages the suffered through the egg-poking. Thus, the dinosaurs became extinct.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8543707064031516035?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8543707064031516035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-dinosaurs-became-extinct.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8543707064031516035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8543707064031516035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-dinosaurs-became-extinct.html' title='How Dinosaurs became extinct'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5323800466765137736</id><published>2011-04-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:45:19.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste</title><content type='html'>The various flavours of life is getting me down. man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5323800466765137736?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5323800466765137736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/taste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5323800466765137736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5323800466765137736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/taste.html' title='Taste'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8361283095776016837</id><published>2011-04-24T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:32:27.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>For the longest time, Sunday has been my most disliked day of all. Sunday was the day where i did not plan anything, where all the hope and despair of the coming week would come and pile on me. I have no idea when this started, planning anything on Sunday was weird for me, and i hardly if ever meet up with friends on Sunday. When i think more about it, i think the reason i dislike Sundays is because i have such expectations and forced disappointments for the day and the week that it is so depressing. Two days ago, i decided to turn things around in my life. My world, as of then is perfect. It is perfect in every way and Sundays would do nothing to change that, so there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8361283095776016837?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8361283095776016837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sundays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8361283095776016837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8361283095776016837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6235149823709229159</id><published>2011-04-18T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:25:22.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viola</title><content type='html'>Make me a willow cabin at your gate,&lt;br /&gt;And call upon my soul within the house;&lt;br /&gt;Write loyal cantons of contemned love&lt;br /&gt;And sing them loud even in the dead of night;&lt;br /&gt;Hallow your name to the reverberate hills&lt;br /&gt;And make the babbling gossip of the air&lt;br /&gt;Cry out 'Olivia!' O, you should not rest&lt;br /&gt;Between the elements of air and earth,&lt;br /&gt;But you should pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest love of all? What really is the greatest love of all? How many type of love is true love? Is love anything more than a perception? Easily controlled, easily swayed. and easily wrong? What if Sebastian never turned up at the end? Viola would be misunderstood forever, left alone. Is that the limits of true love? It is so easy to see a pattern in random, especially as humans. I have no idea what i am saying any more, the most miserable thing to do has to be being a cynic at a comedy. There is nothing to be read between the lines but somehow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6235149823709229159?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6235149823709229159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/viola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6235149823709229159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6235149823709229159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/viola.html' title='Viola'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3364535020244605169</id><published>2011-04-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:02:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>google sucks &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>What happened? Well, i created a new email to act as my new primary email for this blogger account, guess what? No go. Why? I have no idea, just that according to google, you can only have one email, ever. Ok, so then i made my new gmail account as a co-author of my blogs, with admin status, that worked. Then, i wanted to create a new blog but apparently i had to verify my account by giving them my phone number, WTH? I don't even use my full name online, and they want me to give some software my phone number? No freaking way! So then i tried to to go back to my original account to create a new blog then give this new email co-author status, like i did my other blogs but no go, they still wanted my phone number. Suddenly, my old email account was untrustworthy. It may seem like i'm exaggerating but google does indeed collect its users' data and use these data. I am not 100% sure that this data is not sold to companies and such and i see no reason why i should trust them. Seriously, i have no qualms with switching to livejournal or blog.com, or the tons of other blog hosting websites. Ok, enough of all this, bottom line, i'm not giving them any of my personal data, ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3364535020244605169?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3364535020244605169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/google-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3364535020244605169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3364535020244605169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/google-sucks.html' title='google sucks &gt;:('/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03246019096068230774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-7865217077776480019</id><published>2011-04-15T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:16:32.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC update</title><content type='html'>So i didn't make it into the council. Can't say that i didn't expect it but i can't say that i wasn't disappointed either. Ah well, you lose some, you lose some. Maybe i'm just not seen as leadership material? So be it then. Maybe i'll run again next year? Maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-7865217077776480019?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7865217077776480019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sc-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7865217077776480019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7865217077776480019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sc-update.html' title='SC update'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1169264013097970372</id><published>2011-04-15T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:20:08.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC</title><content type='html'>So the elections results are gonna be out today, i'm kinda nervous, and apprehensive. The whole process was quite fun, i didn't really campaign or anything but the whole idea of getting involved got me all worked up. I kinda wish the results won't be out so soon but regardless of whether i got in or not, it was still a fun experience. I'll update here once i know the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1169264013097970372?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1169264013097970372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1169264013097970372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1169264013097970372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/sc.html' title='SC'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3514322269749264654</id><published>2011-04-12T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:59:07.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life? Truth? Justice?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking, you know, most of us just want to fit in, heck, any normal person would want to find a place in society that needs us, and play that role. That's how humans roll, that's how we function as a society but it's not an easy task. We all strive to find a niche, feel important, feel significant in our social circle. It becomes so scary when we think we are not needed, like we are left to ourselves, to live, to die, alone. Humans become desperate when that happens, grasping at straws of life. To be honest, that seems to be such a narrow frame of mind to work with. It is entirely possible and perhapes easy for some to live and die with the tide of humans, leaning and supporting each other. Yet, what if you don't fit into the circle? What if there is no space for you? Should we squeeze into the circle, living our lives under the excess stress that we choose? Should we leave and try to find another community? Or maybe, we could just let go? Maybe, just maybe, we can look at life as a dream, what is life but the dust on the dreamer's eyelids? Life doesn't have to be as serious as all that, does it? What is important in life? How hard we have worked? How much we have contributed to society? How much people remembers us? How happy we are, were or could be? Maybe life is not as sacred and magical as we try to imagine. Success doesn't mean much, failure doesn't mean much. What matters? Only the dreamer knows. I guess at the end, what i was really getting at is that, i don't want to cry any more, not for anything, especially if they don't matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3514322269749264654?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3514322269749264654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-truth-justice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3514322269749264654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3514322269749264654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-truth-justice.html' title='Life? Truth? Justice?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3718557316492330447</id><published>2011-04-12T08:03:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:17:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awfully Towers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T71Q2TB1y8I/TaObRMLHSmI/AAAAAAAAACY/1AmU3dKagEI/s1600/IMG00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T71Q2TB1y8I/TaObRMLHSmI/AAAAAAAAACY/1AmU3dKagEI/s320/IMG00018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594485881752210018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9bcjRyMepE/TaObvl3hEmI/AAAAAAAAACg/AZIjytOZcBI/s1600/IMG00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9bcjRyMepE/TaObvl3hEmI/AAAAAAAAACg/AZIjytOZcBI/s320/IMG00030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594486404045410914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Urgh, the weather right now. It is so cold for a while then so hot after a while, yea, i know, Japan is having the whole weather disaster and coping with it right now but it doesn't make the weather here any less unbearable. Anyway, what was i gonna say? I completely forgot... Darn it. Ah well, i got some pictures to share. Earlier last week, we were playing with the adorable sugar cubes at Awfully Chocolate and we made two sugar towers! (mine is on the right) We managed to get the one on the left to really high before it collapsed, then we tried to rebuild it again! ^^ I took pictures of the towers falling and rebuilding again, it reminded my of L from Deathnote, now i know why he likes to play with his sugary food, they are soo cute and fun to stack! Stack 'em! Stack 'em! Stack 'em! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One last thing, i decided to stop fiddling with the templates and just use a template from blogger, it seems too much trouble to keep bothering with the html of the current template, and i'm a lazy person, so bear with this distorted template for a while, i'll set the new one up before my next post, promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yaxy2b9v7GI/TaOc9m4mfWI/AAAAAAAAACo/qvn_hRNE4rY/s1600/IMG00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yaxy2b9v7GI/TaOc9m4mfWI/AAAAAAAAACo/qvn_hRNE4rY/s200/IMG00020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594487744348192098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncu3gKTSq4w/TaOdEzBXusI/AAAAAAAAACw/NJOXhbeweRg/s1600/IMG00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncu3gKTSq4w/TaOdEzBXusI/AAAAAAAAACw/NJOXhbeweRg/s200/IMG00021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594487867865283266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2Yk0rxZd3Q/TaOdLCIb5cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JVeZZf9wdo4/s1600/IMG00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2Yk0rxZd3Q/TaOdLCIb5cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JVeZZf9wdo4/s200/IMG00022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594487975000663490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PWUr1z8VIw/TaOdTBtHwkI/AAAAAAAAADA/r1oX77SJp4Q/s1600/IMG00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PWUr1z8VIw/TaOdTBtHwkI/AAAAAAAAADA/r1oX77SJp4Q/s200/IMG00023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594488112325050946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMwVC8JZ5FA/TaOdalWYqkI/AAAAAAAAADI/4jLyAsjXqAA/s1600/IMG00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMwVC8JZ5FA/TaOdalWYqkI/AAAAAAAAADI/4jLyAsjXqAA/s200/IMG00024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594488242152450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9B2DyHrXss/TaOdnnyssPI/AAAAAAAAADY/vNUEGSBl21w/s1600/IMG00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9B2DyHrXss/TaOdnnyssPI/AAAAAAAAADY/vNUEGSBl21w/s200/IMG00025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594488466146373874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3718557316492330447?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3718557316492330447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/urgh-i-just-want-to-bitch-about-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3718557316492330447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3718557316492330447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/urgh-i-just-want-to-bitch-about-weather.html' title='Awfully Towers?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T71Q2TB1y8I/TaObRMLHSmI/AAAAAAAAACY/1AmU3dKagEI/s72-c/IMG00018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5729239730026020761</id><published>2011-04-07T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:44:00.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banane</title><content type='html'>I fell like crap right now, really really stupid crap. I feel like i can't work my way out of a cardboard box, and i probably actually can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5729239730026020761?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5729239730026020761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-fell-like-crap-right-now-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5729239730026020761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5729239730026020761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-fell-like-crap-right-now-really.html' title='banane'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2341007119411055332</id><published>2011-04-06T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:44:08.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banane?</title><content type='html'>Right now, i feel like i'm pretty helpless... it seems like i am always wrong, i can't seem to get the hang of things at all. Every time i feel like i finally got the hang of something, something comes right back to slap me cold on the face. It is beyond annoying, it feels incredibly depressing, like you are struggling alone on a vast ocean. Is this all i am? Is this all i will be? It is so harsh to live life without illusions, especially about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2341007119411055332?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2341007119411055332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/right-now-i-feel-like-im-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2341007119411055332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2341007119411055332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/right-now-i-feel-like-im-pretty.html' title='banane?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6481727531815641939</id><published>2011-04-03T10:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:19:27.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnx2lBMRT2s/TZfeHNHqFNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KTcR-xYJ7K4/s1600/IMG00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnx2lBMRT2s/TZfeHNHqFNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KTcR-xYJ7K4/s400/IMG00034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591181677765989586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So a few days ago, i was clearing out some stuff and i found this movie ticket, lol, student price i think. Anyway, it's for the live action Death note 2 movie, the last stand, or something like that. Apparently i watched this about 5 years ago, how time flies, i don't think this theatre is still around any more.. not too sure. I can't actually even remember who i watched it with. I personally thought the movie was pretty good, not as good as the movie but there were some good parts. It always gets so awkward after i run out of things to write about, i never know how to end these posts, umm, c'est la vie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6481727531815641939?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6481727531815641939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-few-days-ago-i-was-clearing-out-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6481727531815641939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6481727531815641939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-few-days-ago-i-was-clearing-out-some.html' title='Movie!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnx2lBMRT2s/TZfeHNHqFNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KTcR-xYJ7K4/s72-c/IMG00034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8476103685974661825</id><published>2011-03-31T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:03:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reformat?</title><content type='html'>When i started this blog, i did it with the intention of only filling it with happy stuff because i wanted people to come to my blog and leaving maybe slightly happier than they were. I guess it was a good idea in theory but not so practical. Firstly, when i am feeling sad or neutral, this blog would go into an infinite hiatus like the past few months. Secondly, i have to stream what i can or cannot post, which can be a little irritating at times. Lastly, i have locked my other blog. So what's gonna happen now? Well, this blog is gonna become my main blog, where i post anything, not just happy stuff. The name stays i guess but it will no longer dictate my posts. I might change the template when i have the time but that's about it i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8476103685974661825?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8476103685974661825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/03/reformat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8476103685974661825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8476103685974661825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2011/03/reformat.html' title='Reformat?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-533241085989019956</id><published>2010-11-28T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:41:57.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin mutes</title><content type='html'>Wondering which kind of violin mute to buy? This video is pretty comprehensive =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uqwbj0S5FKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uqwbj0S5FKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&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/2843881606370781150-533241085989019956?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/533241085989019956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/11/violin-mutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/533241085989019956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/533241085989019956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/11/violin-mutes.html' title='Violin mutes'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4829515266901382217</id><published>2010-10-30T23:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:01:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherlock</title><content type='html'>I think i someone. Someone i just met today. This is interesting. Also, incidentally, i am. I think this might change my movie/shows preferences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daemonstv.com/2010/07/26/sherlock-bbc-a-study-in-pink-review/"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TMw8kWlzjGI/AAAAAAAAABU/vGYHL4Kssb4/s400/sherlock_bbc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533864637368601698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am interested in this.&lt;br /&gt;BBC's new show, Sherlock.&lt;br /&gt;Will take further interest after school ends in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks pretty good but with BBC's track record, the usually change quite a lot from the canon. I hope they don't change too much, which is opposite from what i hope from Merlin. I really like Sherlock Holmes canon but i do not like the Autherian legend so much. From what i can tell so far, i do not support the choice for Mycroft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, this is damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a last note, i would like to share a comic that i found really funny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://basicinstructions.net/basic-instructions/2010/9/28/how-to-spot-the-bad-guy.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TMw_K3VjLsI/AAAAAAAAABc/lC4rrV1Z8nw/s400/2010-09-28-badguy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533867498017074882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4829515266901382217?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4829515266901382217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-i-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4829515266901382217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4829515266901382217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-i-someone.html' title='Sherlock'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TMw8kWlzjGI/AAAAAAAAABU/vGYHL4Kssb4/s72-c/sherlock_bbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-572691737639890649</id><published>2010-09-26T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:06:16.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome!</title><content type='html'>I really should have shared this much earlier,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Awesometown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="258"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nKEf5dMHFI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nKEf5dMHFI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="258"&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/2843881606370781150-572691737639890649?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/572691737639890649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/572691737639890649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/572691737639890649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome.html' title='Awesome!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-7697605331517394537</id><published>2010-09-20T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:12:19.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eXams today</title><content type='html'>Had a pare at 7pm today, and it was at Republic Poly which was farrr but it is ok  i guess. It is a really pretty poly thou, the best i've seen anyway. It has like this really pretty lake thingy that was shining at night from the lights which was nice. The hall where i had my paper was really cold, and i forgot to bring a jacket, so i was freezing in the hall ^^;. I will remember to bring one tmr. The school itself was quite big and had signs so i didn't get lost which is good =). I guess the only thing bad was the toilet which was really low for some reason? Other than that, it is a nice school, it would be nice to study there if it wasn't so very very far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-7697605331517394537?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7697605331517394537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/exams-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7697605331517394537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7697605331517394537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/exams-today.html' title='eXams today'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4297300975498721917</id><published>2010-09-14T22:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:13:10.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes and song</title><content type='html'>Innovative title huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so so so so so so so so so so so want this pair of shoes *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TI-OLplndTI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mjnev8KzVfE/s1600/rhettlinkblack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TI-OLplndTI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mjnev8KzVfE/s320/rhettlinkblack2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784399345481010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found &lt;a href="http://tweakfootwear.com/Shoes/the-mythical-shoe/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or http://tweakfootwear.com/Shoes/the-mythical-shoe/&lt;br /&gt;too bad they currently don't ship outside the US T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shoes are pretty sweet! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the vid about the shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="258" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6meIMpnwp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6meIMpnwp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="258" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this song is also pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;It is a remix of three songs and it beats all three songs hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="258" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="258" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could listen to it all day =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4297300975498721917?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4297300975498721917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4297300975498721917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4297300975498721917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-want.html' title='Shoes and song'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TI-OLplndTI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mjnev8KzVfE/s72-c/rhettlinkblack2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6541622131252245951</id><published>2010-09-09T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:02:03.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mots</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share some mots that made me laugh ^^&lt;br /&gt;I might add some more later if i come across any more =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TIiRv9xcJyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nYFiMxu_qhI/s1600/evolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TIiRv9xcJyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nYFiMxu_qhI/s320/evolution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514817996936980258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TIiRve4hKcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ATaN90YuCCs/s1600/26342_361535502460_23831962460_4102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TIiRve4hKcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ATaN90YuCCs/s320/26342_361535502460_23831962460_4102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514817988645169602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6541622131252245951?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6541622131252245951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wanted-to-share-some-mots-that-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6541622131252245951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6541622131252245951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wanted-to-share-some-mots-that-made.html' title='Mots'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TIiRv9xcJyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nYFiMxu_qhI/s72-c/evolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2720498397100286889</id><published>2010-08-02T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:31:33.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post!!!</title><content type='html'>Woo!! New post!! After neglecting my blog for goodness knows how long, i have turned my attention to it! So what awesome thing do i have to share today? Well, today's August 2nd, that means, tomorrow is August 3rd!! Which is my dad's birthday!!! That is awesome! Also, i finally have Psych season 4! Which being the nice person i am, i'm not gonna share with any of you. (Unless you come over to my house and ask me about it, i guess..) But do not fear! I still have something to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: This game called Flower Reaction which is so pretty and so addictive! &lt;a href="http://www.arcadegameplay.net/play-flower-reaction/"&gt;link here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: You know about the floods at Orchard? Well, &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/"&gt;TheMrBrownShow&lt;/a&gt; has a pretty funny song parody of it &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/2010/07/09/the-mrbrown-show-the-wave-song/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; based on the World Cup song, Wavin' Flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Michelle is right beside me in class as i write this post! Also, Jia En has a new blog like thing whose link i have added to my links page, so go check it out even if you don't know her, just to bother her =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also because no post is quite complete without a random picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dresdencodak.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TFZzWdWR8eI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YPQF6Qg0Foc/s320/dresden+codak+kim+i+will+do+science+to+it.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500710824552034786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2720498397100286889?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2720498397100286889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2720498397100286889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2720498397100286889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-post.html' title='New Post!!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W18OVovqGqU/TFZzWdWR8eI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YPQF6Qg0Foc/s72-c/dresden+codak+kim+i+will+do+science+to+it.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1596317631272174268</id><published>2010-04-14T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:03:42.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For those that still read this blog...</title><content type='html'>I want to share with all you people one of my most favourite song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dxSREvxYj_s&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dxSREvxYj_s&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the video link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxSREvxYj_s"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1596317631272174268?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1596317631272174268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-those-that-still-read-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1596317631272174268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1596317631272174268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-those-that-still-read-this-blog.html' title='For those that still read this blog...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2538813274156882523</id><published>2010-04-14T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:57:08.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3!!</title><content type='html'>Can't wait, i am just too excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The videos don't allow embedding, so i am just giving the links here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cIeT_ASLas"&gt;video 1 here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNMpa5yBf5o"&gt;video 2 here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicky clicky!!&lt;br /&gt;This looks to be really good! =D Make sure you don't miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2538813274156882523?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2538813274156882523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/04/toy-story-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2538813274156882523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2538813274156882523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/04/toy-story-3.html' title='Toy Story 3!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-9022381344646444913</id><published>2010-02-25T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:19:41.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl,&lt;br /&gt;This blog is going on an indefinite hiatus&lt;br /&gt;but feel free to read my older posts it you want =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always have hope,&lt;br /&gt;believe with your heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;and the light will shine true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-9022381344646444913?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/9022381344646444913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/02/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9022381344646444913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9022381344646444913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/02/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-9066073510774406726</id><published>2010-02-03T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:57:17.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want The Kite Runner?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the thing is that my sis has got two copies of the book The Kite Runner, and wants to sell one. She bought it for $16 and is willing to sell it for $10. It is pretty new, and has a plastic cover that is a bit too big for the book. If you are interested, or know anyone that is interested, please contact me or my sis, through tagging on either of our blogs, msn or whatever k? You can also link your friend to this blogpost. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, help my sis sell her book k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you want to know why she has two copies, it is because, she bought one copy, then lent it to a friend, and forgot about it. So she thought she had lost it and went out and bought another copy. After she bought it, her friend called her and returned her the book. So now she has two copies of it. Silly billy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if any of you want, i can take a pic of the book to show you if you ask me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, sry for advertising on my blog, forgive me? Hehe, i'm sure you all will, since you all are such nice people. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-9066073510774406726?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/9066073510774406726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-want-kite-runner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9066073510774406726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9066073510774406726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-want-kite-runner.html' title='Do you want The Kite Runner?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4119398011135716546</id><published>2010-01-11T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:53:52.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hulk?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i found the reason why the Hulk's shirt always rips off but his pants never does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Hulk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://909sickle.com/s/lil-hulk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://909sickle.com/s/lil-hulk/lil-hulk.png" alt="Lil' Hulk" title="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably the reason for all the other shirt ripping but pants still intact scenes as well....or the Hulk could have taught them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, &lt;a href="http://909sickle.com/s/lil-hulk/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is where i got it from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4119398011135716546?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4119398011135716546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/hulk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4119398011135716546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4119398011135716546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/hulk.html' title='The Hulk?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-7724926807373823182</id><published>2010-01-03T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:37:43.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A po'm</title><content type='html'>A po'm (sorta, well not really..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what my heart says,&lt;br /&gt;Does it leap, does it beat?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what your heart says,&lt;br /&gt;Is it sour, Is it sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what my eyes say,&lt;br /&gt;Is it you, is it deep?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what your eyes say,&lt;br /&gt;Does it spark, does it seek?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-7724926807373823182?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7724926807373823182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/pom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7724926807373823182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7724926807373823182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/pom.html' title='A po&apos;m'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4078811938601695422</id><published>2010-01-03T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:07:24.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Stuff?</title><content type='html'>Um um, ei....er, like i just wanted to say that i have decided to cancel my phone line because, it's really troublesome. So, ei, to my friends that are reading this, i no longer have a hp, if you want to contact me, you all can call my house, or er, tag here, or maybe leave me an offline msg on msn? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, that's about it, nothing much to say, i guess...sry for posting this here?I guess it is kinda unsuitable..but i didn't know how else to tell ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. You can like delete my no. i suppose, and if you know anybody else with my no. you can ask them to delete it too? Because i know that not many of my friends even know about this blog. =o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4078811938601695422?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4078811938601695422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/general-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4078811938601695422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4078811938601695422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/general-stuff.html' title='General Stuff?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2193336423325357998</id><published>2010-01-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:04:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>To all, Happy New Year =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2193336423325357998?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2193336423325357998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2193336423325357998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2193336423325357998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3727553254554377576</id><published>2009-12-31T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:04:17.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahahahahahahaha</title><content type='html'>What if the world got turned upside down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMsFIJOw1ec&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMsFIJOw1ec&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a class="iusieejiggvmuevlbkly" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMsFIJOw1ec&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we care? Nooo~~~Whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDxDKhnxCXI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDxDKhnxCXI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i make little to no sense today. Scratch that, i make NO sense today. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3727553254554377576?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3727553254554377576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahahahahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3727553254554377576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3727553254554377576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahahahahahahaha.html' title='Ahahahahahahaha'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2898795798216869157</id><published>2009-12-25T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:21:49.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO!! It's like CHRISTMAS and tomorrow is like BOXING DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going swimming later! So fun! swimming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/santa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2898795798216869157?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2898795798216869157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2898795798216869157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2898795798216869157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-2635961574787389465</id><published>2009-12-21T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:42:25.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>风云II is like, totally awesome!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, i wanted to say this a lot earlier, like on Saturday after i watched fengyunII(风云II）. It is like a really really really awesome movie!! Woo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...i think most people must be kinda bored with me constantly mentioning how awesome it is right now...but it is really awesome!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar and the comming soon Sherlock Holmes movie on the other hand... =P Avatar is just plain boring to me, i really don't get what the hype is all about? The Sherlock Holmes movie on the other hand, is just plain disappointing. It is so not a Sherlock Holmes movie? From just the trailer it is already disappointing... I would recommend Sherlock Holmes fans to just plain skip the movie, like i am going to do but if you like action movies, it does not look too bad, so maybe if you are not expecting anything to do with Sherlock Holmes, you might enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, enough of this. I know this is like the wrong blog for this.&lt;br /&gt;To make up for such a whiney post, i give you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/cdnapplatformcom.jpg" border="0" alt="hehe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby in a lion costume! Do i hear &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;aww~~&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-2635961574787389465?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2635961574787389465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ii-is-like-totally-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2635961574787389465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/2635961574787389465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ii-is-like-totally-awesome.html' title='风云II is like, totally awesome!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6526339088039392362</id><published>2009-12-20T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:03:08.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi people =)</title><content type='html'>Hi people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i have been mainly posting only videos these last few posts, and i feel sorry for that~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....to apologise, i am gonna....post a few more videos, yay!! Ok, ok, i know, something's wrong there but forgive me k? i am kinda busy~~ Next week when i got more time (christmas hols, woo!) then maybe i will post something else, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, i am sure most of you all must have heard that lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalalalala, dodododododo, *insert dolphin whistle thingy here* but i think most of you never heard the original singer before ba? So like, this is the video of it, it is really BEAUTIFUL, none of the more recent singers who dare try this song has been able to pull it off as well as her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/auYCXBzep9o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/auYCXBzep9o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linky:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=auYCXBzep9o or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=auYCXBzep9o"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the slight possibility that you did not enjoy that, i give you the opening of the 59th Annual Emmy Awards, by Conan O'brian, which is really hilarious. It is filled with references to American shows, so some of you might not get some part of it? But i'm sure most of you have at least watched South Park, or House right? Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1q_8QQO70Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1q_8QQO70Q&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, linky:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1q_8QQO70Q or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1q_8QQO70Q"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Cannot wait for the next episode of Hi My Sewwtheart!(海派甜心） Woo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6526339088039392362?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6526339088039392362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-people-i-know-that-i-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6526339088039392362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6526339088039392362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-people-i-know-that-i-have-been.html' title='Hi people =)'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-241116336299016604</id><published>2009-12-05T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:10:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wondered how WWI started?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFUcZTAoOQc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFUcZTAoOQc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFUcZTAoOQc or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFUcZTAoOQc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-241116336299016604?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/241116336299016604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ever-wondered-how-wwi-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/241116336299016604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/241116336299016604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/12/ever-wondered-how-wwi-started.html' title='Ever wondered how WWI started?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3421446456360229228</id><published>2009-11-26T13:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:13:58.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind and Cloud II</title><content type='html'>Wind and Cloud II is coming out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it!!! It is awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you dunno what Wind and Cloud (or Feng Yun) is go check out the website&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thestormwarriors.com or just click &lt;a href="http://www.thestormwarriors.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  =D It has like lots of awesome thingys~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,oh and i also want to share wif all of you this promo video of BOTH Psych and Monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="VIDUILGDlA72HG" height="339" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.movieweb.com/v/VIDUILGDlA72HG"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.movieweb.com/v/VIDUILGDlA72HG" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="239" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...although you might not get the joke if you don't watch the shows...&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me it's still funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link for if vid doesn't appear: http://www.movieweb.com/video/VIDUILGDlA72HG or just click &lt;a href="http://www.movieweb.com/video/VIDUILGDlA72HG"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3421446456360229228?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3421446456360229228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/wind-and-cloud-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3421446456360229228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3421446456360229228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/wind-and-cloud-ii.html' title='Wind and Cloud II'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1342890715646555894</id><published>2009-11-21T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:11:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Line is it Anyway - Sound effects - Indiana Jones</title><content type='html'>Have never watched Indiana Jones in my life but i found this pretty hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;So, i wanted to share this with all you nice people out there, see how nice i am? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, i had always found SNL funny anyways =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kk4Aesdll1I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kk4Aesdll1I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and its ok if you don't get any of the jokes, i'll still be your FRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: ok, for some reason, the youtube vids i post may or may not appear...and i dunno y =( so, in future i will post the URL of the vids as well so you people can still watch then! =) Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL of above vid: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk4Aesdll1I&lt;br /&gt;OR just click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk4Aesdll1I" target="_blank "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1342890715646555894?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1342890715646555894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/whose-line-is-it-anyway-sound-effects.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1342890715646555894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1342890715646555894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/whose-line-is-it-anyway-sound-effects.html' title='Whose Line is it Anyway - Sound effects - Indiana Jones'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-663808368625940246</id><published>2009-11-17T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:57:23.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAKE!!</title><content type='html'>Uwa!! Had to go to sch today..feels a bit weird...lol, haven't gone to sch at this time for...12 years? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i took 163-&gt;93 home today =D it's so cool because the bus 93 is the old kind of bus with no air-con, and it is DOUBLE-DECKER some more lor!! XD Here's what it looks like on the inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00039.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00040.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks sooo clean!! Awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;When the bus moves, the wind will blow in, and it feels really nice, hehe, i especially liked it because my dad didn't allow us to open the windows of the car, he said it would make the roof dirt..=P&lt;br /&gt;But luckily not many people when i got on, and it was not very hot, if not sure dehydrate and DIE THERE!! *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dunno y, the place where i change bus, the view was sooo pretty ^^ here is a pic i took, but it is wayyy prettier than that, you have to see it for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00038.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, and i have CAKE!! WOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00049.jpg" alt="cake!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that not like totally AWESOME!!???? Hehehehehe, its ok, dun be too jeleous, if you come to my house in the next few days i can still give you cake XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sis gave me this!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00047.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheheheheeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-663808368625940246?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/663808368625940246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/663808368625940246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/663808368625940246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/cake.html' title='CAKE!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8731687093486059094</id><published>2009-11-06T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:53:38.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Ok, not today but yesterday, i meant to post this yesterday but.... "things" got in the way~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, to draw something out of nothing, Jesu and Sal were walking in the rain together today (yesterday) =33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both me and Cal thought that it was so sweet, hehehehehehe pls dun kill me for posting this.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ppl who weren't there (i assume that's everybody else) this is a picture of what we (well ok me from my POV) saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/rain.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you can't tell, Jesu is the taller one =)&lt;br /&gt;this is the back view(we were walking behind them), so you can't see their faces, only their hair. (No, they weren't having their face eaten by some kind of ginormous bug)&lt;br /&gt;And all the other people are bald. (you'll be surprised) And see through.&lt;br /&gt;And i know there are a few too long "raindrops" so sue me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although... i really shouldn't be blogging right now with 3 whole assignments due...hehe, dun tell my teachers k? i'll be your BEST FRIEND!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8731687093486059094?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8731687093486059094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8731687093486059094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8731687093486059094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-7929180210810286012</id><published>2009-10-27T07:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:15:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL!!</title><content type='html'>Woo!! School started yesterday! It was kinda fun~~  I had Dr. Carol for my new Soci lecturer, she was my Anthro totor last term =), and Dr. Foo, whom i did not know prior to this, as my new B&amp;amp;B lecturer =). They are both quite nice, so it is ok, but there was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a rush for the tutorial class sign up... phew..One thing thou, books cost like $#00!!!! OMG They are like trying to kill us with books or something.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/gr.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like that...except we're students...and we are crushed by ze books....ok not really like that, but you get the point ^.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so neway, we got to study 'bout the Industrial and French revolution~~ History!! My fav subject!! Although i prefer ancient history to such modern details~ but still~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for my fellow Soci ppl, here's a vid on French Revolution you ppl might want to see =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAu0YnJOKas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAu0YnJOKas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i find it a bit dull and unconprehensive.. ooo =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-7929180210810286012?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7929180210810286012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7929180210810286012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/7929180210810286012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/school.html' title='SCHOOL!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5242938610583851550</id><published>2009-10-22T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:35:43.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL (tittle unrelated)</title><content type='html'>School is starting next Monday!! On the 26th!!! *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few days ago, i finally put up my cute poster see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00027.jpg" alt="poster" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it pretty awesome? Yes, yes it is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, see how huge my hand is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00018.jpg" alt="hand" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like freakin' HUGE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5242938610583851550?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5242938610583851550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol-tittle-unrelated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5242938610583851550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5242938610583851550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol-tittle-unrelated.html' title='LOL (tittle unrelated)'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8366333892868810088</id><published>2009-10-07T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:42:11.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight LIVE(well not really)</title><content type='html'>TONIGHT LIVE! We bring you the most unbelievable and shocking look into the privacy of a certain Miss Low Jos Em* born some nineteen years ago, to the East of our tiny island, note: name age and location undisclosed, uncovered outside our dear Rsggard* Hospital by our loyal reporters! Read on to find out exactly what SHADY PAST we have uncovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0062.jpg" alt="je" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Miss Low, censored for your viewing pleasure =) (and our unsued butts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week, we have been receiving anonymous tips from a certain insiders of Miss Low that this innocent looking lady had been having secret meetings with one of the doctors from said hospital! What had they been talking about? What was she trying to hide? We tried to uncover exactly what this business was all about this evening when we ambushed Miss Low on a bus just after her visit to the hospital. When cornered on the bus we immediately asked her the most obvious conclusion in our minds "Miss Low, does your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reasons&lt;/span&gt;(she explained that she had her reasons for visiting the hospital) involve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which she replied "Probably, maybe, who knows?" Which pushed us to investigate further to being our viewers the TRUTH. Our hours of hard work finally paid off when we uncovered the secret of her mysterious visits to the hospital when we discovered these photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSC00026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious similarity shocked us all. With our sources, we have confirmed that the second hand, widely publicised in numerous public places, is indeed miss Low's hand before the plastic surgery which gave her her new hand in the first picture. Apparently, miss Low had sold her hand and appeared as an anonymous hand model to obtain enough money to pay for her plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been another breaking news brought to you by NEWSRI. Thank you and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Name(s) changed for suing purposes (mainly us not getting sued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8366333892868810088?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8366333892868810088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight-livewell-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8366333892868810088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8366333892868810088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight-livewell-not-really.html' title='Tonight LIVE(well not really)'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-368801042163795546</id><published>2009-09-28T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:07:41.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, how long has it been since i last posted?? lol, i know i should have posted straight after my exams to shout HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!! but i was lazy...(sorry ;p) Did i mention HOLIDAYS!!!??? HURRA!! As of last week i have a whole month to do NOTHING!!! WOO!! Totally awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what nothing have i been doing exactly? Well, i have been walking all over the place, no, literally, walking everywhere. Well not really. To be exact exact, on Thursday, i walked back home from Kallang to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwEMxYggoKQ" target="_blank "&gt;CELEBRATE&lt;/a&gt; the last school day, then on Saturday, i walked from my house, all the way to Bedok (but i took a bus back thou). Then, finally, on Sunday, i walked to the NTUC on Bedok Reservoir Road and back!! Which finally achieved this on my phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/su.jpg" alt="su" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know what this picture is, this is a picture of the pedometer(not sure if i got the right term) on my phone, it records how many step i've taken(with it in my pocket of course).&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who don't know what this picture means, here's a hint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/woo.jpg" alt="woo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still drawing blank? it means, i have finally hit 10,000 steps!! i am like healthy!!(for Sunday anyway =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, for those smart Alecs(sp?) out there, YES, i did just come online to BRAG!! So Woo for me!! WOO!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;That is NOT the actual picture from my phone, it's just an "artist"'s impression, apparently you can't take a screenshot from your phone, and i can't find the blasted camera, just F.Y.I., least anyone should try to sue me.. so don't try k? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-368801042163795546?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/368801042163795546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/09/woo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/368801042163795546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/368801042163795546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/09/woo.html' title='WOO!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4686924689473767263</id><published>2009-08-12T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:27:19.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol, messy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha, see JiaeN making such a mess on my table! Its like piled with stuff, messy messy mess mess, hehe &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0054.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely enough, you can see my two teddies on the left, looking at the mess with disapproving faces... well disapproving on the inside anyway, yes, their tiny hearts are filled with disapproving, and you can see it if you close your eyes and dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(now why would i lie to you? ^.~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4686924689473767263?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4686924689473767263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-messy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4686924689473767263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4686924689473767263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-messy.html' title='lol, messy'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5308141911468938213</id><published>2009-07-30T21:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:17:30.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up up and away!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ok, so its like 30 July and i haven't even posted a single post this month!! How not awesome is that?? So, as August is arriving, i will share with you all this awesome news! "UP" the new Pixar film is coming to Singapore on 6 AUGUST!!! Hurra!! One whole month earlier! To people who haven't decided to watch it yet, GO WATCH IT WHEN IT COMES OUT! The trailer was pretty awesome, so i am expecting it to be pretty nice too. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LSfXbaWQZOg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LSfXbaWQZOg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and in other news, kidnapping attempt was completely successful! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/kidnap-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Name and picture blocked to protect the innocent =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5308141911468938213?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5308141911468938213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/nap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5308141911468938213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5308141911468938213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/nap.html' title='Up up and away!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8844402057638263899</id><published>2009-06-23T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:18:50.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eated!</title><content type='html'>Tzu Ying(ma sis) re-eated this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes its true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8844402057638263899?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8844402057638263899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/eated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8844402057638263899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8844402057638263899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/eated.html' title='Eated!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3916027733587770868</id><published>2009-06-02T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:26:25.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Today, i'm gonna share with all you lucky people what i do on SUNDAYS!! =D How awesome is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ok ok, so i wake up at 7, then bathe, the leave the house, and blablabla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then!, i magically arrive at KOVAN MRT!!(yes, SBS is magical so there =P) And here's the entrance of the MRT early in the morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0020.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it has a magical dustbin there that people can just phase through!! How creepy is that? And no, the morning air without coffee did not cause that, it was definitely the awesome staff of KOVAN MRT *salutes*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, then i cross the MRT underpass and get to the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then i have to go through the KOVAN shopping center whose name i forgot.. but whose entrance i have a picture of =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0022.jpg" alt="3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I mean just look at that! It has a KFC AND a phone booth!! How incredible is that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But enough about the shopping center, its time for the most "awesome" part of my journey-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;bum bum bummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;At first, it lures you into a false sense of security with this short flight of stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0024.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;, after you feel all ok with the climbing, it throws this at your face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;not only that, it goes on for FOUR WHOLE LEVELS!! Here's proof!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and MORE hard hitting proof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0026-1.jpg" alt="more" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ha ha! It can't deny such proof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(yes, i dunno who it is either..=P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Finally, i arrive at my school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0027.jpg" alt="8" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;woo!! School!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So then i take my seat with Jiak Ling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0029.jpg" alt="seat" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and face this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0030-1.jpg" alt="12" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;for two whole hours, on Sunday, early in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But its not all bad, you get to learn fun stuff =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0078.jpg" alt="fun!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;]&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0072.jpg" alt="shoes" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3916027733587770868?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3916027733587770868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3916027733587770868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3916027733587770868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundays.html' title='Sundays =)'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5916902351385446691</id><published>2009-06-01T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:36:21.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st June</title><content type='html'>Oh my god!! Oh my god!!! It's 1st June!! 1ST JUNE!! Woooo!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-5916902351385446691?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5916902351385446691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5916902351385446691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/5916902351385446691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-june.html' title='1st June'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-5290958186210737479</id><published>2009-05-28T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:13:06.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh god! 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Where&apos;s my Harmonica? Ladies..'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6658828720462563206</id><published>2009-05-12T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:18:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blueblack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;It hurts!! PITY ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCF0047.jpg" alt="hurts!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Goring your day has made mine =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;No, seriously, i've got another three smaller ones, two near each of my knee and 1 on my lower leg....and the worse part is i don't even know where i got most of them..someone up there must not like me very much this month... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6658828720462563206?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6658828720462563206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-blueblack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6658828720462563206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6658828720462563206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-blueblack.html' title='My blueblack...'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6609052566764732452</id><published>2009-04-16T16:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:01:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha Ha!! Guess what i saw a few days ago? Some monkeys! So i took a picture of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0096A.jpg" alt="monkey" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha! Don't they look kinda obscene? I had actually wanted to go with something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0096A-1.jpg" alt="monkey-c" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i figured, they're monkeys, monkeys are special people, they get to do &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; they want, so there! (It's definitely NOT because i was too lazy to make a proper censored picture, don't listen to them, they're lying :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, no, i didn't go to the zoo or anything like that to see the monkeys, i accidentally saw them on my way to my grandma's house last Sunday, yes, along the road! I think monkey are secretly plotting to take over the westside of Singapore, so those of you who live in the west, whatever you do don't open the door to any strange monkeys you don't know, especially if your Mum and Dad are not home, even if you are already 78 ;), don't do it!! Monkeys are dangerous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/2791309828_8a092155eb-1.jpg" alt="no monkeys-s" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason this sign was made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6609052566764732452?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6609052566764732452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/monkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6609052566764732452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6609052566764732452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/monkey.html' title='Monkey~!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6825824045270294346</id><published>2009-04-15T01:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:51:45.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Society Obessed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Haha, been obsessed with Pet Society recently, and haven't posted anything...feeling guilty... '-'&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to share my obsession!!! Hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by introducing pet society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you get to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;design your own pet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;! Yay! How awesome is that?? So, you get to choose your pet's color, facial features, head shape and ears. :) So at first when you start, you get limited choices, not all the different kinds of eyes or noes or etc. will be available. When can you get them? When you enter the game you can go to the stylist and change your features, for a price, of course ;). I suggest using the random button, its fun! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when you finish designing your pet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;you get a cool house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;! At first your house is small and has only one room. You can then gain paw points, through a variety of actions, to level up, and as you level up, your house will gain rooms :) Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;buy a variety of stuff for your pet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;, mainly clothes and various furnitures, to fill up your house. You can make a bathroom, a kitchen, a living room etc. Myself, i am planning a living room, kitchen, bathroom bedroom, music room, air garden, study... which is really tyring to try and build from scratch. :( But i guess patience is the key. Oh well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, those that were reading carefully would have noticed that money is used in the Pet Society universe. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;how to get coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; in Pet Society? Well, firstly, you can go racing in the stadium, walking through trees, plaing with your pet or, most importantly, visiting friends!! Each friend gets you 20 coins!! Woo!!! So, your first 50 friends get you 20 coins, your next 25 gets you 10 coins, while the rest only gets you 5 coins T.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, in Pet Society, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;gaining coins and spending then is waaay off proportion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;. Things cost a lot, and you have little avenue to gain coins. Of course, the dear Pet Society managers would allow you to buy Pet Society coins with real money which is of course a really dumb move for any user. Well, i guess the key to enjoying this game is to treat it as just that, a game. :) The pets are really really cute, so why not make your own and just ride along, it is a much more fun ride if you just float along. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6825824045270294346?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6825824045270294346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/pet-society-obessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6825824045270294346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6825824045270294346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/pet-society-obessed.html' title='Pet Society Obessed!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1047429981121194381</id><published>2009-04-09T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:39:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Phil's Personality Test</title><content type='html'>So, i took the Dr. Phil's personality test found on facebook and got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/drphilltest-1.jpg" alt="test results -L" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally lol! Seriously? "lively"? "center of attention"? For a while i couldn't read past the first line; it was just too ironic. Dr. Phil, either there's something wrong with your quiz, or something seriously wrong with me, and i hope its the former. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1047429981121194381?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1047429981121194381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/dr-phils-personality-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1047429981121194381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1047429981121194381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/dr-phils-personality-test.html' title='Dr. Phil&apos;s Personality Test'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6764381270814917058</id><published>2009-04-04T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:59:28.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach =D</title><content type='html'>Went to East Coast Beach cycling the other day, and ate oreo  mcflurry!! Yay! Before that, we went to the pier. A plane was flying pass us close by so i quickly snapped a picture, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/thIMG0081A.jpg" border="0" alt="plane!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't see it? There is a plane there!! Believe meee!!! Here, i'll circle it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0081A.jpg" border="0" alt="plane?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See i didn't lie right? Honest as Honest Abe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the plane, there were also some people fishing, but one guy over there was fishing with a net! It was so uncommon to me i just had to take a few pictures see how nicely they make up a moving story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0087A.jpg" border="0" alt="fisherman1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0086A.jpg" border="0" alt="fisherman2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0085A.jpg" border="0" alt="fisherman3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he casts the net, then he waits, then he pull it up! Haha, i feel like the author of The Old Man and The Sea, not that i have read the book before, just heard about it here and there lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was fun but tiring, and i didn't even do all that much! Just walked around a lot and cycle... will try to do more stuff when i next go there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6764381270814917058?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6764381270814917058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/beach-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6764381270814917058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6764381270814917058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/beach-d.html' title='Beach =D'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8548921044730913102</id><published>2009-04-04T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:49:20.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, today's dinner was PIZZA!! Here' a picture of the empty box for you to feel jealous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0088A.jpg" alt="pizza" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, did anyone else found the hot dot interesting? Apparently the words don't appear on the sticker if the pizza is not hot enough.. or rather if the box is not hot enough i suppose.. the sticker becomes like this: &lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0089A.jpg" alt="hot dot" border="0" /&gt; =) cool huh? But seriously, who needs a stupid sticker to tell them if their pizza is hot enough? ~.~;; I mean if you can't tell from touch, it probably won't matter to you if your pizza was cold.. Haha, i guess it for the technicality when people want to return pizza they feel is too cold, silly people. =P&lt;br /&gt;Just to make people who don't like pizza much jealous as well, here's my desert bowl, empty after me eating up all the jelly &gt;.&lt; &lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0091A.jpg" alt="jelly" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8548921044730913102?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8548921044730913102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/pizza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8548921044730913102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8548921044730913102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/pizza.html' title='Pizza!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1729114986653405499</id><published>2009-04-02T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:26:53.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w-inds edited</title><content type='html'>Ok, the video below was fixed, to a workable one on Youtube instead. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1729114986653405499?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1729114986653405499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/w-inds-edited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1729114986653405499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1729114986653405499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/04/w-inds-edited.html' title='w-inds edited'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-1650726078645002073</id><published>2009-03-31T13:51:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:17:55.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w-inds!!</title><content type='html'>Old news, old hat but important nonetheless. This is a clip of w-inds, on 娱乐百分百:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="370" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J0YYXUD2Hh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/J0YYXUD2Hh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="370" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aired on 百分百live in 2005 September 22, with Da S and Xiao Zhu. I love 百分百 and i love w-inds so i thought could it be possible that w-inds went on 百分百 before? And successfully found this :). Although this was in 2005, w-inds still has annual concerts in Taiwan so if you are there, be sure to try to get tickets! W-inds is still awesome as ever, now eight years from their official debut in 2001 March 5, w-inds just turned eight recently! Yay! Sadly, they have only appeared on 百分百 in person once, although occasionally appearing in 百分百's news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wish they would come to Singapore to publicize but i guess the market in Singapore is too small or something, only BHG sells their CDs and one single with only 2 unique songs costs 20+!! How not awesome is that?? T.T Can you imagine the price of their album!? That's why i had to buy my albums from Hong Kong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, go w-inds! And may you guys produce albums way past 2100!!(Impossible, i know, they'll probably be dead by then (they would be 100+!),or at least too tired to dance anymore.. lol but i really want their artist career to be forever!) Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/w-inds_2006_album-backsm.jpg" alt="w-inds" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-1650726078645002073?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1650726078645002073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/w-inds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1650726078645002073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/1650726078645002073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/w-inds.html' title='w-inds!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-8995640891702475745</id><published>2009-03-30T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:17.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Yay! I have finally completed my bathroom!! Here's a pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/bathroom1-1.jpg" alt="bathroom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it awesome?? Yes, yes it is. :P&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, i found some old pictures of my niece(now 4):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCN1087-1.jpg" alt="yixin-m" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You can't see what she looks like? Are you sure? Look closer...Still can't see? I suggest an appointment with an optometrist. Don't hurry off to the phone just yet, here's another photo of my niece and dad that caters to the visually handicapped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/DSCN1074.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still can't make out who is who, the one on the right is my dad, and the one on the left is my niece. And for those with 20/20 vision, yes, the "thing" on the far left is my finger in front of the camera lens. (No, not the naughty one.) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" alt="erika" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-8995640891702475745?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8995640891702475745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/bathroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8995640891702475745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/8995640891702475745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/bathroom.html' title='Bathroom'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3515225661735799367</id><published>2009-03-27T19:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:27.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basket!!</title><content type='html'>What a tiring day! Woke up early and only just got home. Visited Vivo today, and guess what i found at a trash bin just sitting there?? This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0075A.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just sitting there by its lonesome self so i took the liberty of well, taking it. :) How lucky was that?&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, i was just kidding (like it wasn't dead obvious). The basket is mine thou, i bought it and its now sitting nicely in my room. Where is it? Right here of course &lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0076A.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;. Doesn't it look happy being owned by me? Yes, i am  good owner choice ain't i? Kidding, like baskets can look happy. With the exception of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mental-health.families.com/blog/lift-your-spirits-with-a-happy-box" target="_blank"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Did you think i was going to say rude thing when you saw the tittle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3515225661735799367?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3515225661735799367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/basket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3515225661735799367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3515225661735799367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/basket.html' title='Basket!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-4371386410091219942</id><published>2009-03-26T18:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:35.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus ride home</title><content type='html'>Took 966 home today from Marine Parade, and bought food and stuff. Main awesome thing? This hat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/awesomehat.jpg" alt="awesomehat" border="0" /&gt;I mean how awesome is it!?(ok, you can't really see the awesomeness from my crappy drawing but just imagine it to be awesome k?) It looked super cool on the guy on the bus that was wearing it and ya. Walking back from the bus stop, i took a picture of the sky because it looked so pretty. Here is the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/IMG0074A.jpg" alt="sky" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky looked even more beautiful in actuality, really really pretty. These days, the sky always looks so nice, with really comfortable weather, really great.&lt;br /&gt;Applying for SMU and SIM was a drag, and i'm still not done with it yet..how lame is that? Why can't they be easier like NUS? Damn it, i even have to take a photo to submit to SIM..a, well, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-4371386410091219942?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4371386410091219942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/bus-ride-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4371386410091219942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/4371386410091219942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/bus-ride-home.html' title='Bus ride home'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3608391533593943385</id><published>2009-03-25T21:11:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>Some people who know me will know that i have one pair of shoes, one pair of sandles(which are really comfortable) and one pair of more formal slippers(which i have worn for a total of two times since i bought it). My point? I only buy one pair of ultra easy-to-go-with-every-thing-i-wear shoes to tide me over until..well until it breaks. So obviously, this pair of shoes must be chosen with much consideration(mainly for style, i mean who cares if the shoes give you blisters if they look so damn good? ;) ok joking, comfort is important too.) What i really want to go on about is this pair of shoes:&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/thebestbootsever-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how awesome are they?? Too awesome!! They are perfect!(from what i can see at least) The down side? They cost $452!!! and they don't ship to Singapore :( This is sooo cruel! Oh well..if i'm ever in the US...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to be in the US and stumble across this post, and want to buy these shoes(of course you do, what person in their right mind wouldn't?) and have $452(likely USD, didn't check) to spare, you can buy them from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1127797&amp;amp;pg=5081735" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,which is also where this picture is from. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3608391533593943385?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3608391533593943385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3608391533593943385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3608391533593943385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-3075744190560361105</id><published>2009-03-25T16:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:50.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! Yes! Yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!!! Today was super awesome!! I finally got this blog running properly, (my first attempt at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;customized&lt;/span&gt; one; i usually just used a basic format and add stuff to it). I also got Piano in Pet Society!!!&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/piano.jpg" alt="Piano!" border="0" /&gt; And, i stumbled on Psych! on ch5! How great is that?? Not to mention the South Park episode that is going to air tonight!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;!! So excited!! Although my violin is seriously out of tune, i mean, d on the g-string is much higher than the e on the d-string. Think i am gonna ask my teacher to teach me how to tune this Sat. Hope it will help things. All in all, happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-3075744190560361105?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3075744190560361105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-yes-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3075744190560361105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/3075744190560361105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-yes-yes.html' title='Yes! Yes! Yes!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-9070580431696334925</id><published>2009-03-25T02:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:22:57.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Asleep :(</title><content type='html'>For some reason or other, i am still awake. Doing senseless garbage right now, just not sleeping. i had wanted to watch the new South Park episode, thinking it airs on Weds, and thinking today was Wed. Well, actually i am right, today is Wed, technically, just really early Wed and the show only airs on late Wed i.e. 19 hours from now. That is almost a whole day!! Furthermore, judging by the preview, it ain't gonna tell us who Mysterion really is. :( I believe it to be Craig. On the up side, watched the Bai Fen Bai rerun, and Zao An Shao Nu Zu seems to kinda grow on you, they seem ok after about half a dozen episodes or so. Just wish their name wasen't so damn long to type :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-9070580431696334925?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/9070580431696334925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-asleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9070580431696334925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/9070580431696334925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-asleep.html' title='Not Asleep :('/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843881606370781150.post-6406781669890460634</id><published>2009-03-25T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:23:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Day!!</title><content type='html'>Yes!! Today was perfect! The sky was perfect, the sun was perfectly glowy while being veiled by the clouds. The wind was perfect, the humidity was dry but not too dry, and there was not too many cars, furthermore, none produced smog(that were visible anyway). There was too many lorries thou, with one literally at every turn(maybe i was just turning at the wrong places =P). I walked moderately fast, while still looking around. Really wished i had brought my phone out so i could take pictures, but am too lazy now to take my phone and go out again =p. bai fen bai is also funny today, kinda, well not as funny as LK but still entertaining nonetherless. Xiao Gui seemed a little off today but Bing Qi Ling Shao Nv Zhu was ok and Xiao Zhu was funny, haha, keep interupting other people =D. Watched a few older episodes of WTB show, was not really all that entertaining somehow and the older episodes were laggy :( (still trying to catch up on WTB, after finding it a few days ago). In all, not much happened today but somehow it was perfect. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/ErikaL_photos/erika.jpg" border="0" alt="erika"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2843881606370781150-6406781669890460634?l=the-perfect-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6406781669890460634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6406781669890460634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2843881606370781150/posts/default/6406781669890460634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-perfect-day.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-day.html' title='Perfect Day!!'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16661851355996766138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
