<?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-5213815969960687086</id><updated>2012-02-12T01:20:26.739+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tea-freak.</title><subtitle type='html'>Stress makes you bald, but it is Stressful to avoid Stress, so you end up Stressed anyway. So in the end there's nothing you can do.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6209717489935675809</id><published>2010-06-18T22:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:16:52.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>B105, you have betrayed me.</title><content type='html'>For the first time while driving today, you dared to assault me in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happily bopping along to the latest from BEP and everything was all fine and good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the next song I realized that I was listening to a girl singing to/about another girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized there were some "manly" words &lt;i&gt; shawty, wassup, babe&lt;/i&gt; etc and then I realized Jason Beaver had dared to invade the sanctity of my realm (lair). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop singing that I want you or whatever. Please, I wouldn't touch you with a 10 foot pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eardrums were splitting with your screechy falsetto in that brief 10 second flash. Actually, a falsetto is when a man &lt;i&gt;fakes&lt;/i&gt; a girly voice. Yours is like that naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. Take your I'm-so-cool-I'm-Usher's-friend attitude and GO. I feel sorry for Usher that he has to put up with you and your tryhard wannabe attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to listen to my entire (sizable) Michael Buble collection twice afterwards as a soothing balm to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and try again when your voice has lowered 2 octaves. And you've grown facial hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B105, as much as I love Hamish and Andy, I hate prepubescent tryhards more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough love. Don't you dare play Jason Beaver again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a public service announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6209717489935675809?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6209717489935675809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6209717489935675809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6209717489935675809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6209717489935675809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2010/06/b105-you-have-betrayed-me.html' title='B105, you have betrayed me.'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3327236025061490908</id><published>2010-05-01T23:43:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:51:44.502+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A few froot loops short of a bowl, they are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9ww7PvggUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nSwv97rQfi0/s1600/129035600_15bfaea5b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I was looking up new wallpapers for my computer recently (in Heidi-land, a new month means a new wallpaper - oooh, it's an exciting place) and after Google failed me I got onto my friendly neighbourhood Flickr and searched things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wallpaper"&lt;br /&gt;"wallpaper 2010"&lt;br /&gt;"desktop wallpapers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other exciting combinations. Nothing much came up. Lots of Jonas brothers photos though, incidentally (and I didn't care much for those).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started looking up food wallpapers - specifically, fruit (because fruit is healthy and I like to see it on my computer staring back at me and I feel healthy - also, it's bright and colourful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was "food wallpapers", "fruit wallpapers" and "berry wallpapers" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started getting these results. Now may I say that there were not just one, but many pictures of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, dear readers. What part of this constitutes fruit??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9ww7PvggUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nSwv97rQfi0/s1600/129035600_15bfaea5b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9ww7PvggUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nSwv97rQfi0/s320/129035600_15bfaea5b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297842117148994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a froot loop. It is not even a fruit loop. And were it a fruit loop, it should be dragged onto the streets and shot for falsifying identity information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a fruit. It does not look like a fruit. It does not taste like fruit. There is no part of any fruit within this loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore Homer was wrong when he said "mmm donuts my favourite fruit."&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3327236025061490908?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3327236025061490908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3327236025061490908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3327236025061490908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3327236025061490908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-froot-loops-short-of-bowl-they-are.html' title='A few froot loops short of a bowl, they are.'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9ww7PvggUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nSwv97rQfi0/s72-c/129035600_15bfaea5b4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1326247648393320809</id><published>2010-04-25T12:23:00.015+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:53:20.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'>design-fetish.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>is a place where some really awesome design concepts happen!&lt;br /&gt;Some are clever, some are not really feasible, but they are all really geeky :) I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A circular walking bookshelf - read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; exercise at the same time! But my room is too small for me to roll around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpOtxf8sI/AAAAAAAAAKw/02SJy4TGBEc/s1600/Design-Fetish-Circular-Walking-Bookshelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpOtxf8sI/AAAAAAAAAKw/02SJy4TGBEc/s400/Design-Fetish-Circular-Walking-Bookshelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463896843201016514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what about an iPhone doormat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpaHeUqpI/AAAAAAAAALA/jz_X0sjKFyU/s1600/design-fetish-iphone-doormat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpaHeUqpI/AAAAAAAAALA/jz_X0sjKFyU/s400/design-fetish-iphone-doormat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897039078468242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my personal favourite - the disaster of the falling books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpTTsb8rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uyHvxCih3ao/s1600/falling_bookend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpTTsb8rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uyHvxCih3ao/s400/falling_bookend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463896922099806898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have some very cleverly photoshopped photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Opx6uoF9I/AAAAAAAAALg/u0amV1_RNbk/s1600/013_pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Opx6uoF9I/AAAAAAAAALg/u0amV1_RNbk/s400/013_pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897447974049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some not-photoshopped but still very clever photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Wassat? Wassat? Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op3uloyvI/AAAAAAAAALw/pA6QyxCu4WQ/s1600/a232_c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op3uloyvI/AAAAAAAAALw/pA6QyxCu4WQ/s400/a232_c4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897547794336498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op046pONI/AAAAAAAAALo/fICz7zsAYNo/s1600/a232_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op046pONI/AAAAAAAAALo/fICz7zsAYNo/s400/a232_c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897499027192018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op6TbrQwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hnkl7s_bg9I/s1600/a232_c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9Op6TbrQwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hnkl7s_bg9I/s400/a232_c7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897592044405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What seems to be the problem here, Jones?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well sir, on preliminary inspection there appears to be evidence of material degradation. We suspect violent shearing of the ground surface, likely due to fangs, or possibly claws. Looks like we're dealing with giants."&lt;br /&gt;"Very good, very good, carry on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpjJIRq-I/AAAAAAAAALI/1k3e8ufcDEU/s1600/design-fetish-minimiam-a-hungry-imagination-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpjJIRq-I/AAAAAAAAALI/1k3e8ufcDEU/s400/design-fetish-minimiam-a-hungry-imagination-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897194141690850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quick quick, before they come back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpnQxe-NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KuOh728AyEI/s1600/design-fetish-minimiam-a-hungry-imagination-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpnQxe-NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KuOh728AyEI/s400/design-fetish-minimiam-a-hungry-imagination-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897264913053906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's something for the fellas - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manly cupcakes from Butch bakery&lt;/span&gt;!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OprAqq4DI/AAAAAAAAALY/YiegEPyHPv0/s1600/design-fetish-butch-bakery-manly-cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OprAqq4DI/AAAAAAAAALY/YiegEPyHPv0/s400/design-fetish-butch-bakery-manly-cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463897329308983346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to the creator, they are "manly cupcakes for manly men, and combine masculine aesthetics with a traditionally cute product".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I can tell on the website [&lt;a href="http://www.butchbakery.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.butchbakery.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;], each differently-patterned cupcake contains various amounts of alcohol/liqueur.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tagline: These ain't your grandma's cupcakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could spend hours traipsing through this site, clicking links etc. They really have some amazing stuff happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, plug over, back to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1326247648393320809?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1326247648393320809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1326247648393320809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1326247648393320809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1326247648393320809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2010/04/design-fetishblogspotcom.html' title='design-fetish.blogspot.com'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S9OpOtxf8sI/AAAAAAAAAKw/02SJy4TGBEc/s72-c/Design-Fetish-Circular-Walking-Bookshelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-5478289930799329533</id><published>2010-03-30T20:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:33:40.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So much win</title><content type='html'>Oh hayfever, how I love you. You fill my summer mornings with sneezes that melt my brain. Those who don't have you will never understand the special relationship we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some couples have rings to symbolize their precious relationship. BFFs have tinkly charms on glittery necklaces. Some even get matching tattoos or piercings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you, hayfever, I'm running out first thing tomorrow morning to acquire one of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; babies.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S7HS6ONoewI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QN7oiNLXMv4/s1600/a96741_tissue-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S7HS6ONoewI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QN7oiNLXMv4/s400/a96741_tissue-box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454372521411902210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X3 !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-5478289930799329533?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/5478289930799329533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=5478289930799329533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5478289930799329533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5478289930799329533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-win.html' title='So much win'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S7HS6ONoewI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QN7oiNLXMv4/s72-c/a96741_tissue-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3713674405086560470</id><published>2010-03-17T22:50:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:08:47.307+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for the Speechies</title><content type='html'>Oooh, first post this year.... (*checks date* - March???!! hmm....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, spchies and non-spchies alike should check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://www.toothpastefordinner.com&lt;/span&gt;, so  awesome - similar to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://xkcd.com&lt;/span&gt;, except they usually do a single picture rather than comics of 3-4 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those spchies who were alive and non-comatose in the 2nd half of the stats lecture (I was comatose in the 1st half, and subsequently very awake for the 2nd half) this Wednesday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pirates DO INDEED cause global warming&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DRr0KvIrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ij2MYFHhels/s1600-h/buzzcut-linebeard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DRr0KvIrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ij2MYFHhels/s400/buzzcut-linebeard.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449586099786556082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the motto of every speechie (and OT... and physio... and your mother....). we only iterate this in voice clinic about... every 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DRyTcSNkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AZ0s_psQ8Ws/s1600-h/good-posture.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DRyTcSNkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AZ0s_psQ8Ws/s400/good-posture.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449586211260872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and yeah, an extra one that when I read I just thought, WHAT????!!!&lt;br /&gt;very tres-michael-style humour - so random it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DSM2D7FMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/A8QFsiVq-hU/s1600-h/bulldozer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DSM2D7FMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/A8QFsiVq-hU/s400/bulldozer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449586667230532802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;It's week 3 and uni is already driving me nuts - session plans and readings, cognitive neuropsychology and test review assignments, paper hats and crappy ice coffees, P-values and histograms, cohesive markers and incomplete ties, POLs/PILs/OILs/POLs, asefjawi3oejonfxvwjj!!@#$%SPLODE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3713674405086560470?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3713674405086560470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3713674405086560470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3713674405086560470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3713674405086560470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-ones-for-speechies.html' title='This one&apos;s for the Speechies'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/S6DRr0KvIrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ij2MYFHhels/s72-c/buzzcut-linebeard.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1691302354013113465</id><published>2009-11-11T17:16:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:25:42.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out....</title><content type='html'>When I was Wikipedia-ing something this afternoon, I got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvplBsQz3wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZbHTW94QW3w/s1600-h/wiki.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402741782720274178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvplBsQz3wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZbHTW94QW3w/s400/wiki.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that just a liiiittle bit scary. It's like Wikipedia is going to turn into this massive 1984-ish brain-washing nightmare a la "Big Brother Forever!" or something like that. Although I'll have to admit - if I want to know something, the first thing I do is Wiki it to find out, so they've already corrupted me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; it's like that movie "The Net", where people who click on a hidden icon in a chatroom get transported to this terrorism website. The code symbol was a pi (no, not pie) and the group were called the Pythagoreans. If I was a terrorist, I'd pick a less nerdy sounding name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, it's ok! I clicked all over the "Wikipedia Forever" bit and nothing happened. And I scrolled all over the page, but there's no pi symbol. All good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I rejoice at the fact that after tomorrow, I'll never have to do Physiology ever again! *happy dances*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. yes, I am still painfully aware I should be studying....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1691302354013113465?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1691302354013113465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1691302354013113465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1691302354013113465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1691302354013113465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2009/11/watch-out.html' title='Watch out....'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvplBsQz3wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZbHTW94QW3w/s72-c/wiki.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1823688648416547232</id><published>2009-11-05T15:56:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:46:48.532+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photogenic-ness</title><content type='html'>Mario, what have they DONE to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400495349506832258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvJp6EaA94I/AAAAAAAAAJU/MB2MFWZxTKc/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvJpY3S1DfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eBJWUX0w46E/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not own Lauralee Sherwood's &lt;em&gt;Human Physiology: From Cells to Systems 6th Edition&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well actually I do have a copy but technically it's Frank's. Shouts to Frank!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, so that post was just procrastination - but can you blame me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to study....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~homes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. plug for Alicia Keys! good study-type music :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1823688648416547232?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1823688648416547232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1823688648416547232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1823688648416547232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1823688648416547232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2009/11/photogenic-ness.html' title='Photogenic-ness'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SvJp6EaA94I/AAAAAAAAAJU/MB2MFWZxTKc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1546612534418650906</id><published>2009-10-21T18:36:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T18:40:36.772+10:00</updated><title type='text'>F.A.I.L. story of my life.</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some delightfully pessimistic soul has made a slight change to our noble institution's promotional sticker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394969630415360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/St7IS4rtkuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4dT54oI62d4/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This may be viewed (real and larger than life) at the Physiology refect, next to the Spch girl's favourite table on the top deck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good luck for exams!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Heidi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. hmmm. you can see my reflection in the glass.&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/5213815969960687086-1546612534418650906?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1546612534418650906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1546612534418650906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1546612534418650906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1546612534418650906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2009/10/fail-story-of-my-life.html' title='F.A.I.L. story of my life.'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/St7IS4rtkuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4dT54oI62d4/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-9220702328840121405</id><published>2009-06-20T19:37:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:39:15.638+10:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grow up, I wanna be famous...</title><content type='html'>ZOMG!! it's an update! I'm alive~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl came into the physio this morning, she's one of the regular patient's daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya Lorna, you look so pretty today, anything special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, we're having visitors over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was my birthday this week, so we're having a party!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, and how old are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm five! *holds up five fingers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five? You're all grown up now! What are you going to do now you're all grown up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*thinks a while*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going to eat my vegetables.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right girl, you eat those vegetables and grow up big and strong XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-9220702328840121405?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/9220702328840121405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=9220702328840121405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/9220702328840121405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/9220702328840121405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-be-famous.html' title='When I grow up, I wanna be famous...'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6232275593048146124</id><published>2008-11-08T22:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:52:09.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An addition to the previous post</title><content type='html'>Re. my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a very lovely card tonight from the lovelies at MYF/JMYF again! One week since my birthday and you still spoil me :)　　　ああ　やっぱり　我が家が　一番。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading my card makes me laugh. Allow me to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ wrote: I admire your coolness and maturity.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I think my parents / sister would disagre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ called me beautiful!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___, ___, ___, ___ and ___ reminded me that this was my last teen year and also the last year of freedom. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ called me Heidididididididi... (6 extra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ wished me a productive year.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd like to say it was, but most probably it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys~~~~ *chu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. the toad incident was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And words of wisdom for the wise -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;音楽なんて聴きながら　受験勉強なんて　できると思ってんのか　お前よ！　もう　切りなさい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't really talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6232275593048146124?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6232275593048146124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6232275593048146124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6232275593048146124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6232275593048146124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/11/addition-to-previous-post.html' title='An addition to the previous post'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3901338882112508577</id><published>2008-10-27T21:58:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:15:52.935+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen.</title><content type='html'>Is not old. yeah. that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a massive &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the lovelies of MYF, who put together (two) fabulous cakes for me behind my back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I came up after service and you were all like, "how do we do it without her knowing?" and I butted in "what's up?" and you went "BYE!" and scattered like little ants.... I am so unsuspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, photos. Please forgive my shabbyness and general tired-looking-ness. Jacarandas are in bloom. Exams are nigh. *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MYF cake on Sunday! And little sheepy* now sitting my dashboard! And optimum tired-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvr7H9zeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t6sv-kSH2Rc/s1600-h/DSC_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261804908792630754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvr7H9zeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t6sv-kSH2Rc/s400/DSC_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's mango cake! Cruddy bum t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvl_w7UrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1raQVA4qDx8/s1600-h/DSC_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261804806958961330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvl_w7UrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1raQVA4qDx8/s400/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Miss Universe pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvf7487gI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kCIedJN6I4M/s1600-h/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261804702839664130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvf7487gI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kCIedJN6I4M/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and daddy! very disturbed at increasing similarity to pater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvaMr-TSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pmnUZBUniyM/s1600-h/DSC_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261804604269415714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvaMr-TSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pmnUZBUniyM/s400/DSC_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister love! Vonnie so tanned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261804408145257058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvOyEVImI/AAAAAAAAAHU/g7BJuYfD8N8/s400/DSC_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much guys! *bows* Makes the perfect start to my last year of teens :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and best of luck for exams!! Work hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Ps. we are still out and about looking for the perfect nickname for our beloved Camry. Taking bids... now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3901338882112508577?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3901338882112508577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3901338882112508577' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3901338882112508577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3901338882112508577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/10/nineteen.html' title='Nineteen.'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SQWvr7H9zeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/t6sv-kSH2Rc/s72-c/DSC_0280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6656869010485107238</id><published>2008-07-11T15:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:00:28.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Canada!</title><content type='html'>Where the summers are colder than Brisbane winters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I haven't been in touch with people in a very very long time. My bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have been awesome so far, shall I tell you what I did?? if you don't really want to know, then skip down to "bits worth noting" below. that's all you really need to note :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRISBANE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopped on the plane on Sunday morning when you guys were probably in service, local Brisbane temp about, I dunno, 22C? Half an iPod battery later I arrive in HK where the heat is sweltering and humid, about 32C but feels a lot more because it's so sticky!! Yewch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st night: picked by auntie Amanda at airport (my own parents wouldn't even pick me up because "they have no car"), went for dinner with auntie, parents, uncle, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day: uncle Alfred arrived from LA, application for HK identity smart card, shopping, food, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day: visiting Grandma (she remembers me! yay!), shopping with uncle Ringo and his son Alman, food, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day: departed for Xian on a 5 day, 4 night tour of the ancient capital of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th-8th day: Terracotta warriors, ancient tombs of the kings, ancient palaces, museums, galleries, baths, hot springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, Xian is REALLY hot. like, wandering round the city in over 39C heat. I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;return to HK for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th day: more shopping, food, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th day: Grandma's bday dinner, midnight flight to Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANCOUVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st night: seemed to have gained about 3 hrs. arrived, said hello, went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day: food, shopping, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day: food, shopping, sleep, saw Granville island and its markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th-7th day: 4 day, 3 trip night to the interior of British Columbia (state where Vancouver is). very very very very cold. crazies were sighted wandering round in thongs and shorts commenting about 'luhvly weather we're havin' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived back to a (once again) very large dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th day: Aberdeen shopping centre, $2 daiso, Wal-mart, Gastown, scary parking meters, tourist district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th day: 1 day tour to Whistler, where there is still snow! on the mountains. lovely cable-car ride to mid-way up the mountain. freeeeezing cold, have pictures of us with red cheeks and noses. occured to me that i was wearing the same outfit in 28C brisbane, 34C Hongkong, 20C vancouver and 3C whistler. which was jeans and tshirt and my favourite striped jacket. my teeth were chattering so much i think they cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER THINGS WORTH NOTING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notes on living in Hongkong:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have Wii + WiiFit. YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is very very very cheap (massive breakfast = pineapple bun + bowl of noodles + large drink = HK$20 = less than AU$3) and I am getting very fat. must do lots of study when i come home because stressing about exams does things for weight loss which mere exercise will never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of new clothes. It's ridiculously priced. I mean, HK$100 for 3 tshirts? that's AU$15, so $5 for a shirt. and they're nice shirts too. I have also acquired plenty of new shoes, pants, jeans, skirts, jackets, sunnies and more. How will i carry it all home? Oh, I may have gained a few extra pounds too.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notes on living in Vancouver:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 18 people living in this house. granted, it's a very big house, very typical vancouver-style with a big cellar/basement, making a total of 3 levels, but still, its 18 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sort of means no one gets embarrassed anymore when you do your laundry (omgsh! their underwear! my eyes burn!), and you have to announce your need to pee/shower in advance, because there's 9 people living in the cellar and 1 bathroom for them to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a continuous banging/rattling of Mahjong tiles as my Grandma and uncles/aunties go at it like wildfire (but stakes are small. dad brought in $3.20 yesterday. woot.) while in the next room my cousins (all male. woot.) are enjoying Pro Evolution 2008 (see? i even know their games now) with massive surround sound. that's a soccer game for those who don't know, and they kind of start making grunting noises halfway through and scream and jump when they score a goal. sad but true. that's family for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a note to dear Ness, my cousins Peter and Robert love the Office and kind of got me and Vonnie started on it as well. so now you can scream and jump as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they also have Heroes, Scrubs, Grey's Anatomy and 24, so I shall be a busy-bee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have Rock Band on PS3, which is really fun and good to watch Robert who really gets into it when he plays Enter Sandman by Metallica. I should tape him. He starts bobbing his head in time to it and stuff. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from outlet-shopping. I have lots and lots of new clothes!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vancouver Maccas is SOOOO much better. and they have Tim Hortons. Which is like a glorified version of Gloria Jeans, with a much wider food selection. and really good sandwiches and clam chowder. nyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 now vonnie is screaming to use the comp. so i shall go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want details, you can ask in the comment box!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me know about Elevate asap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6656869010485107238?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6656869010485107238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6656869010485107238' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6656869010485107238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6656869010485107238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-from-canada.html' title='Hello from Canada!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1837320596851867232</id><published>2008-06-10T18:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:02:01.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>To ALL the people (colin TM)</title><content type='html'>who read this blog and actually care, I'm on holidays from 22nd June to 22nd July. (Yes, I miss the first 2 days of uni. shmeh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Hong Kong, Canada and possibly China. (squee! good food + good shopping = very happy Heidi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why you won't be seeing me around for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I don't see why you would, actually, since I generally update about once every 2 months. What difference will an extra month make?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1837320596851867232?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1837320596851867232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1837320596851867232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1837320596851867232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1837320596851867232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-all-people-colin-tm.html' title='To ALL the people (colin TM)'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-2342804869835585098</id><published>2008-05-29T21:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:32:15.432+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I am sooo aceing my final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205760416054006162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 489px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SD6ThGCwUZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nkDwCkyZKj8/s400/calvin.bmp" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calvin: PSSST!! WHAT'S 7+6?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suzie: THREE HUNDRED BILLION GAZILLION.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calvin: &lt;em&gt;THANKS FOR THE BIG HELP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suzie: THAT'S A THREE, FOLLOWED BY 85 ZEROES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calvin: AH! I KNEW THAT. (scribble scribble)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other news:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm freezing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the prospect of performing in front of a crowd in a thin (summer) dress in winter is making me paranoid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-2342804869835585098?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/2342804869835585098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=2342804869835585098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2342804869835585098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2342804869835585098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/05/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SD6ThGCwUZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nkDwCkyZKj8/s72-c/calvin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1818690547966292361</id><published>2008-05-18T16:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:47:45.725+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I love kids</title><content type='html'>Child: &lt;em&gt;Nobody don't like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult: &lt;em&gt;No, say "Nobody likes me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child: &lt;em&gt;Nobody don't like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult: &lt;em&gt;No, say "Nobody likes me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child: &lt;em&gt;Nobody don't like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dialogue repeated eight times)&lt;br /&gt;Adult: &lt;em&gt;Now, listen carefully. Say, "Nobody likes me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child: &lt;em&gt;Oh, nobody don't likes me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1818690547966292361?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1818690547966292361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1818690547966292361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1818690547966292361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1818690547966292361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-kids.html' title='I love kids'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1419987215606492622</id><published>2008-05-08T22:26:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:41:27.208+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious lecture-note tidbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From the Spch1101 notes on the Westby scale, designed for assessing children's pretend play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man is an incurable player. He is not only programmed for culture, but also programmed to acquire and maintain this cultural nature through play. (Vandenburg &amp;amp; Kielhofner, 1982)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Ling1000 textbook; the section regarding morphology and syntax:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Infixes are relatively rare in the languages of the world, and English does not have any ordinary grammatical morphemes that are infixed. However, there is a common English infix whose use is shown in the examples below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;absof*ckinglutely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Massaf*ckingchusetts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morphof*ckinglogical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;antidisestablishmentf*ckingtarianism&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English expletive &lt;em&gt;f*cking&lt;/em&gt; (or as it is often pronounced in casual speech, &lt;em&gt;f*ckin'&lt;/em&gt;), along with several other similar words, can be infixed into many words...&lt;br /&gt;So how is &lt;em&gt;f*cking&lt;/em&gt; placed in a word? Its position is not random, as shown by ungrammatical examples like &lt;em&gt;*Massf*ckingachusetts&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;*Massachuf*ckingsetts&lt;/em&gt;. As the grammatical examples above illustrate, the numbers of vowels, consonants, and syllables both before and after the infix can vary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;F*cking&lt;/em&gt; is not positioned relative to segmental structure of the word (the arrangement of its sounds), but relative to the prosidic structure.This is why words stressed on the first syllable have &lt;em&gt;f*cking&lt;/em&gt; added before the whole word. " (Fromkin et al, 2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Psyc1020 assignment on lateralisation of language:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculate the mean number of taps while reciting "Double bubble gum, bubbles double".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do these people get this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. took me a thousand years to figure out the new layout. I read Html code like a Russian kid reads Portugese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1419987215606492622?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1419987215606492622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1419987215606492622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1419987215606492622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1419987215606492622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/05/delicious-lecture-note-tidbits.html' title='Delicious lecture-note tidbits'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-7143865901143564399</id><published>2008-04-17T15:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:52:59.721+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another casualty...</title><content type='html'>I find it ironic that I was up late last night doing my psychology essay on what was possibly the worst topic in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moderate sleep deprivation (exceeding 17 hours) can affect cognitive and motor performance more significantly than the legal alcohol limit of 0.05% BAC.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is that I'm supposed to compare sleep deprivation and alcohol consumption, and - sorry guys - sleep deprivation comes out on top. Which is sad, because regular sleep deprivation seems to be a way of life for uni students, hospital doctors and truck drivers (and first-time mothers, but they don't count cos they can't help it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... early in the morning, reading journals on how ideally everyone should get 8 hours sleep every night, for optimum memory, attention and coordination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should let the board know what our findings are, and UQ should abolish 8am starts. (RL-style) YEEEEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Rode on a banana bus today. Haven't done that in a looooooong time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-7143865901143564399?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/7143865901143564399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=7143865901143564399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7143865901143564399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7143865901143564399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-day-another-casualty.html' title='Another day, another casualty...'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-2063381771785936036</id><published>2008-03-27T11:53:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:45:22.034+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Burleigh Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To the reader - please be aware that the following has been &lt;em&gt;severely&lt;/em&gt; paraphrased for the reader's convenience. No refunds, no guarantee, no year-long warranty applies to the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 13 March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey guys, let's go to Byron bay for BBQ, kite flying and sight seeing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Author's note: There was no BBQ, no kite flying and no sight seeing.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, 17 March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sven:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colin:&lt;/strong&gt; Not going :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max:&lt;/strong&gt; Where's Byron Bay? Let's stay in Qld! Why don't we go someplace with mall/aircon/shopping/shoe sales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(repeated complaints from Girl Power on the day - "It's so hooooooot". "I want aircon". "Why is the water making me wet?" "I want to swiiiiiiiiim, its so hot". "Where is the shaaaaaaaade??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok, why not Burleigh Heads? 8.30am Kent's place, BBQ, fondue, salads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(There was no BBQ, just 2 gas cookers. Fondue exchanged for buffet. Salad was shredded lettuce. LOL!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivi:&lt;/strong&gt; Here's a picture of Burleigh Heads! *tada!* It's got a park! and beach! a kid's playground! a hidden beach! but I still don't know if I'm going! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; the confirmed list is now: XXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidi:&lt;/strong&gt; when did i confirm??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; whaaaat??!! i thought i was organising? why does Chris get the cool job of sending emails to massive lists of people? NOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening Folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is coming around the corner and as you are aware, there are public holidays coming up yay!! Particularly for Monday 24th March, we will have our first trip for 2008 at destination Burleigh Heads. This is between Surfers Paradise and Coolangatta, so the drive is not so far. Some of you are thinking of studying on that day; however I’m sure you all need a break as well and this is the best time to have it – fellowship with your fellow brothers and sisters. We will arrive at the Go’s residence 12 Joplin Street, Robertson at 9am – twiddle a few thumbs and then head off. If popular enough, we can stop at Yatala pie’s for a quick breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring the usual slip slop slap and some playing equipment ie Frisbee. Attached is a map of where we are likely to set up base – I’ve marked out three (3) hotspots. And as Vivian stated, there is a trail for those bush hikers who like to wear out their cartilage. You can also bring swimming gear as there is the ‘hidden beach’ to go swimming in – infact it’s probably more of a lil lagoon. I’m definitely going swimming so I hope to have some people join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be plenty of food so please come along. For those who are able to drive, please also register your support. For those who have not replied, please also RSVP as soon as possible (hopefully before Thurs) as we will need to organise food. Those who aren’t going, please let us know (so then those who are going can bug you to go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifics&lt;br /&gt;Date: Monday 24th March 2008&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Place: 12 Joplin Street, Robertson&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9:00 hrs&lt;br /&gt;Home Time: hope to have everyone home before dinner like usual&lt;br /&gt;Activity Rating: 5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People Who Are Going (PWAG) – currently have enough to fit two cars. Aiming for a car train of 3-4 vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Charles Effendy&lt;br /&gt;Song&lt;br /&gt;KC&lt;br /&gt;Michael Fong&lt;br /&gt;Sven Dog&lt;br /&gt;Maxilicious&lt;br /&gt;VV (is that Vivian?)&lt;br /&gt;Heidi ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sven:&lt;/strong&gt; Let's go to Yatala pies! but then we'd have to wake up early... hmm... food or sleep? food or sleep? such decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidi:&lt;/strong&gt; WHERE'S MY FRISBEE???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday 18 March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ness:&lt;/strong&gt; I'M COMIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max:&lt;/strong&gt; When did i confirm? Hurrah for GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL POWEEEEEER! add Jon B, Jon Y, Sime and Nate nate to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Confirmed: XXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;People who are interested but yet to confirm: XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frank:&lt;/strong&gt; Phil has a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max:&lt;/strong&gt; Add Phil, Atan, Andrew L, Ron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivi:&lt;/strong&gt; Me and Peter are coming!!!!!!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(waves of excitement emanate off my computer screen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday 19 March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vonnie:&lt;/strong&gt; what about Bible Study? Huh? I'm leading! What? No bible study?? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ems:&lt;/strong&gt; still happening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the word of RL is all-powerful)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; we'll be back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; what about Bui? Is he even alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bui:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Author's note: there is no further mention of 'Bui' in the entire spamathon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nathan:&lt;/strong&gt; I also am interested in attending the gathering and am hereby placing my confirmation with the organisers of the corroboree (and everyone else). Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(@_@ big words...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KC:&lt;/strong&gt; I'll drive!! so excited! WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nathan:&lt;/strong&gt; Hereby placing request for spacious leg room for the cripple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vonnie:&lt;/strong&gt; It's Easter, people, so we have to be extra good with speed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sven staggers out of the Camry at the end of the day - "wow, guys, we have a potential hoon here...")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday 20 March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max:&lt;/strong&gt; GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL POWEEEEEEEER!!!!!! hey, let's bring a semi, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KC:&lt;/strong&gt; put the cripple on my car roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vonnie:&lt;/strong&gt; Shove him in the Go van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sven:&lt;/strong&gt; I can vaccuum pack/shove/tightly fold the very large cripple into my weeny weeny car! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; NO, sven, do not drive, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. we do not trust your car. there is corellational evidence of your car being involved in alien telepathic activity and its functional role in the cause of sunspots.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, there may not be enough food to go around. Perhaps we'll emulate Jesus and ask God to feed the 5000 on a few snags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday 21 March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; Arrive at the Go house by 8.30am, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; and bring any beach umbrellas you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(no beach umbrellas present on the day)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sven:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(completely undeterred by negative responses to his car)&lt;/em&gt; I'll make an EMP flag!! we'll conquer the wooooooooorld!!! &lt;em&gt;(waves arms emphatically)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ems:&lt;/strong&gt; I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent. I have a beach tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidi:&lt;/strong&gt; err, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ems:&lt;/strong&gt; stupid hotmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kent:&lt;/strong&gt; err, we have 11L of soft drink to go round. The list of confirmed goers are: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;Basically, fend for yourself in the big bad (real) world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I now look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182244799327302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/R-sIMDME8qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zYDKP6XeWd4/s400/sealpoint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was in reference to my tan, for those who didn't know. for a detailed account of all activities accomplished on the day, please visit The Shark at &lt;a href="http://currypizzapie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://currypizzapie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your week-long uni break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182262404398248626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/R-sYMzME8rI/AAAAAAAAAEE/h5F0hqeFYHA/s400/sarajevo_usa-save.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-2063381771785936036?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/2063381771785936036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=2063381771785936036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2063381771785936036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2063381771785936036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-burleigh-heads.html' title='Post-Burleigh Heads'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/R-sIMDME8qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zYDKP6XeWd4/s72-c/sealpoint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3473639208871166176</id><published>2008-02-27T22:20:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:38:33.392+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>Hurrah hurrah hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi succeeded in baking! This is truly a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reference to the post on 4th January, 2008: "I resolve... to cook something nice. That isn't toxic or features on the EPA's black list."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy to say I succeeded! Story of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Woke up and Yatta'ed at (another) day off from uni. Read mum's 'Diabetic Living' magazine while breakfasting because of yummy looking food on the front cover. (yeah, so I judge books by the cover. deal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Decided that &lt;em&gt;Apple-sultana scrolls&lt;/em&gt; would be appropriate for amateur cooks, ie. me. Recipe v simple. Make dough, add fruit/spices, roll, cut, bake. Tada!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But had no wholemeal flour/sultanas/driveable car at home, so I waited for mum to come home, announced grand plan to RULE THE WORLD! MUAHAHAHAHA! or just our kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Sunnybank Woolworths to buy stuff, somehow bought &gt;$30 stuff (women tend to do that...but at least we got a fuel voucher!), went back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Car wouldn't start. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attempt again. STILL doesn't start. Rinse and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FINALLY called RACQ/dad (good thing Dad had a day off), waited 30min for them to come. Turns out the car had a flat battery, nice man replaces battery in under 10min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dad decides the drama/stress of the situation demands a meal at newly re-established Malaya restaurant (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eventually go home and make the damn scrolls. Hurrah! And make a big mess in the kitchen, while I'm at it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i forgot to take a picture and went straight to the eating. whoops... But vonnie hasn't died yet, so it should be good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level up!! *appropriate Pacman-type jingle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I hit my head REALLY hard on the counter at work yesterday, so if I start acting funny or mysteriously forget who you are... pardon me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should go to bed soon, evil 8am start tomorrow... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. for those people who were disappointed by the lack of direction in this post, SORRY T_T&lt;br /&gt;But being able to cook something other than noodles, crepes, curry, or anything involving a packet mix is a BIG achievement for me. Bring on the champagne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3473639208871166176?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3473639208871166176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3473639208871166176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3473639208871166176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3473639208871166176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/02/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-2673022223508296329</id><published>2008-02-09T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:04:39.364+10:00</updated><title type='text'>(Chinese-style) 18th circle of hell</title><content type='html'>According to traditional Chinese custom, there are 18 circles, or levels, of hell. The 18th is reserved for the lowest of the low - murderers, arsonists, rapists, serial killers, that little kid who peed on the buddha statue - that kind of thing. In the 18th circle, you are subjected to the worst horrors possible, like Orwell's Room 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had an 18th circle of hell, it would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Your net is capped, and you are force-fed kiwifruit with a mouthful of ulcers, all while listening to screechy Taiwanese pop idols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would yours be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cyber-bear hug (bug? hahahaha) and the next door neighbour's dog's chew toy goes to the person with the best answer (or, worst hell...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answers close at the end of February&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Gong xi gong xi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mtholyoke.edu/org/chinese/potentialpic/chinese%20new%20year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-2673022223508296329?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/2673022223508296329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=2673022223508296329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2673022223508296329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/2673022223508296329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-style-18th-circle-of-hell.html' title='(Chinese-style) 18th circle of hell'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1631844090903853421</id><published>2008-01-04T16:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:20:10.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Heidi's thoughts...</title><content type='html'>... on &lt;em&gt;2008&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! Another year gone, another has just begun. It's the year of the Rat. And as always, I resolve to start studying for uni earlier, I'll be more helpful around the house, and... I'll learn to cook something nice. That isn't toxic or features on the EPA's black list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;holidays&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Time to work, sleep, eat and mahjong my weasly black guts out. Way way WAY too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;MSN&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Heidi's emotional crutch, in manner similar to alcohol, ice or plastic surgery for select others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Facebook&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Far outstrips Myspace. Excellent time-waster in between work, sleep, eat and mahjong. Or during work. (*shifty eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;my phone&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It's fixed! Hurrah! I just realised how dependent I was on the damn thing after living without it for 3 weeks. Also, I lost my contacts list :'( so I'm asking everyone to email me their number again. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Optus&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Completely unreliable. If I'm on the phone in the car I lose reception everytime I go down a hill. They also take ages to fix my phone. they rang the first time to say that it was fixed, but when we went to pick it up, it "mysteriously" didn't work, so I had to wait another week. Stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Blogging&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Like dentist appointments. You know you should do it, but somehow you always put it off and never get round to it. In fact, last blog post was almost 1/2 a year ago. Tut tut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Evil utilitarian establishment hell bent on making sure i never watch Enchanted. also made me realise I can't spell utilitarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Mahjong&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;This proves Asian awesomeness. What other culture has an activity more beneficial (helps elderly people fight Alzheimers) or enjoyable (our family whiles away 2-3hrs a day)?? By the way, we're doing this thing where we play with chips and the loser after approx 2 weeks of playing gets to shout us dinner :) I like indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;That ever elusive world of delight, filled with candy apples and cute bouncy rabbits. Probably won't get around to watching it until 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;The Simpsons movie&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Slightly disgusted with myself, have a strong aversion to the TV show but somehow strangely attracted to the movie preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;AVP2&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Or, for those less knowledgeable, that cinematic disgrace Alien vs Predator: requiem. Complete pile of cow manure. But no, no-one ever listens to me... By the way, what is a requiem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Sunnybank Oriental&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Generally go there about 2x a week. The boss knows us and everything. And they always know what we order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Hong Kong style Stir-fried Spaghetti, a la Sunnybank Oriental&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Best thing on earth since sliced bread. But no-one EVER listens to me. And I swear before I die I'll make both Bui and Michael eat it, just to prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;children&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;God forbid I should have 3 boys like that poor lady I saw in Sunnybank Oriental. As vonnie says, that would be like feeding 3 Svens. (*look of abject horror*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Baskin Robbins and ice cream in general&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Why God? WHY??!! why did I have to be lactose intolerant?&lt;br /&gt;**God voice** Because you'll get fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;God bless the nuclear family. Why? Cos you perfectly fill up a mahjong table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;the weather&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is going on? This has definitely been the coldest Xmas season in Brisbane history! And all the rain is making my grass grow happy? Where's an MYF guy when you need your lawn (read: forest) cut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;sponge cake&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be baked without impending disaster. Just buy. Or convince mum to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;Korean branded prawn chips&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Ambrosia. Pure Ambrosia. and Mahjong sustenance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;my radio&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It brings me such joy!! So much Alicia Keys and Timbaland! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on &lt;em&gt;JT&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Why is this girl singing about another girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus concludes my thinking quota for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1631844090903853421?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1631844090903853421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1631844090903853421' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1631844090903853421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1631844090903853421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2008/01/heidis-thoughts.html' title='Heidi&apos;s thoughts...'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-4667189840060763957</id><published>2007-07-20T18:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T19:18:02.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays and fat yellow men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to recap on my month-long-but-too-short holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Week One:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel arrived Tuesday, spent the rest of the week alternately bumming at home watching random HK soaps/movies or having coffee at the Coffee Club. Also went to movieworld.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089202582160602850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB6yOOu9uI/AAAAAAAAADc/-J3egkquzyE/s400/DSCF2363b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Week Two:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KAIROS!! notable mentions: Group eftpos, watching the sunrise, talent night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089203247880533746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB7Y-Ou9vI/AAAAAAAAADk/ykzFLARJKOs/s400/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Week Three:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney! The opera house, Harbour bridge, aquarium, visiting friends, 'purple snow', extra kilo (hehehe), Chinatown, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facebook, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;add me! that way you can see all my photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you don't have facebook, DON'T STRESS. here's a taste to make sure you register *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089200529166235330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB46uOu9sI/AAAAAAAAADM/eK4jauMN46M/s400/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089200215633622690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB4oeOu9qI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qs7J79LZ14A/s400/DSCF2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089200361662510770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB4w-Ou9rI/AAAAAAAAADE/YEHDj36H3go/s400/DSCF2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089200615065581266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB4_uOu9tI/AAAAAAAAADU/ExQjeZ8z3Oo/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So register to facebook quick! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Week Four:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random timetabling issues, waking up at increasingly late hours, UQ people who make up the timetables suck, mowing the very brown lawn, crepe cravings, one last coffee from Coffee Club, Harry Potter 5 (sucks), She's the Man (v.good), The Devil wears Prada (Ok), Lord of the Rings I and II (superb). Also have the tune for "spiderpig" stuck in my head. Highly disturbing to be reminiscing about the antics of fat yellow men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that just about sums up all that's going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, "Everything comes down to Sven" will one day be a chart-busting hit. I have no doubts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Heidi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. For those who want my Uni timetable (I swear this is the final final final copy!), leave a comment or email me or leave me an offline msg on MSN. Or actually msn me. it's up to you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR you could download THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089205343824574210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB9S-Ou9wI/AAAAAAAAADs/gz5RXfu-9ng/s400/heidi%27s+tt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-4667189840060763957?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/4667189840060763957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=4667189840060763957' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4667189840060763957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4667189840060763957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/07/holidays-and-fat-yellow-men.html' title='Holidays and fat yellow men.'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RqB6yOOu9uI/AAAAAAAAADc/-J3egkquzyE/s72-c/DSCF2363b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6072136365497902329</id><published>2007-07-08T15:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:34:22.339+10:00</updated><title type='text'>KAIROS!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!! *we're baaaaaaaaaaaaaack...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAIROS 2007 "Seize the moment" was the best thing since ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since sliced bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. it rocked! it was a great chance for all to grow and mature spiritually, and also meet some new people, and just relax in general. and now i'll just reminisce. you have the author's permission to give up reading the entire essay after the first two paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye Good Olde Memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;1&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THE TEAM TO BE IN. WAS. θέρος.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Apparently it's pronounced "theros", but we called ourselves Eftpos, cos that's what it looks like. if you look at it with your eyes crossed and squint. It's greek for summer, according to Emipedia.&lt;br /&gt;The team to be in consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;~Sven the geeky nerd in our play but actually he's the leader (I call him Chief now).&lt;br /&gt;~John the the first-timer who gave the guy upstairs a chance. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;~Sally the girl with the awesomest. sheets. ever. seriously. the whole cabin was so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;~Michael the evil asian CEO. or he could be Tim in disguise. you never know...&lt;br /&gt;~Mel the yakuza-bodyguard-turned-big-boss. and yes, for the record, she's my cousin. so what? we're allowed to look the same.....&lt;br /&gt;~Ellen the part-timer. but she still was a great 'divine intervention-er' and&lt;br /&gt;~Yours truly. aka the person who other people beat up :'( sucks to be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EVERYONE GOT SICK.&lt;br /&gt;so sad lah. fever, sniffles, mucus, phlegm (yes! i can spell it), and coughs galore. well, except for a few toughies. like me and KC. for those who werent so fortunate, hope you get better really soon. hang in there guys. the sniffles will disappear. eventually. hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WAR WOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;Heidi got beat up. by possibly everyone. in the first set of games I ran into a brick wall. Fast. That brick wall is also known as James Ling. Ouch. My knee went purple. More than before. then in the second set of games I got run over by a speeding car. That car was Jacky Yau attempting to score a home run. My leg died briefly. Then soon after John, who was in my team by the way, shouldered me right behind my left ear and left a bump like an egg. but it should be ok now... hopefully. no lasting brain damage. Then in the same game, i was attacked by a mad raging psychotic mass murdering pit bull wielding a rolled up newspaper who was my cabin-mate. yeah. Wendy Yau gets vicious guys. Really vicious. Watch out! i still ache. ouchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other war wounds there a few mentionables:&lt;br /&gt;~Yeah, i hurt Wendy back. I tripped and fell on top of her and she bruised her knees too. Sorry! I have issues with staying on my feet.Gotta get that anger outta our systems...&lt;br /&gt;~Michael's weird "it's still there..." ankle. Yeah. it's still there. but apparently it feels rather foreign.&lt;br /&gt;~I beat Vonnie in arm-wrestling. WOOT! so i suppose she might be feeling sore. but i wonder - is that much of an acheivement? well, i beat Wendy too. But that was only right arm. my left arm died. And i skinned my knuckles when i banged them down on the wooden table. and collected some splinters too. yay. btw, Zoe is disturbingly strong for an 11 year old. it's not cool to have muscles like that....&lt;br /&gt;~And i think everyone in general just died after games. Half the girls had issues with going up the stairs to the cabin. OUCHIES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;4&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Playing SNAP with Wendy, Mel, Sally, Me and briefly also Nanjing. For those who don't know, Nanjing = Simon. Cos he had this thing with the Singapore Airlines deck of cards which featured Nanjing, a chinese city. Points to note: Sally lost cos she ran out of hands to play with (ie. apple for munchies in one hand, cards in the other. what? i'm supposed to SLAP the cards? surely you jest). Also. Nanjing. slaps. really. hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;5&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THE ULTIMATE CONVERSATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With a young first-timer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First timer: Wasn't camp awesome?? i loved it so much. (etc etc etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeah. (channelling the great and awesome RL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First timer: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me: Good times. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First timer: yeah. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me: Uh-huh. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am the ultimate conversationist at 7.30 in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;6&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;STAYING UP ALL NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some silly teenagers obeyed camp tradition and stayed up all Thursday night. These silly teenagers included Nathan, David, Nanjing, Michael, Sven, Sally, Wendy, Mel and me! And other randoms too. But yes. Good times, guys, good times. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sharing finished 12.30am-ish, everyone got down to doing the warm fuzzies. by about 2am-ish most people had given up and gone to bed (Timmy: "I'll be right back...." but we never saw him again lol). A few brave souls (Mel, David, Sven, Michael, Sally, Nathan, Wendy, me) decided to stay up all night and watch the sunrise. We&lt;/span&gt; got some guys to bring down a few sleeping bags ("fetch boy!") and spread them out in the main hall. IT'S A SLUMBER PARTY, BOYS!! I think we stole David's, Sven's, Michael's and Nathan's. mmm. also a random assortment of pillows (belonging to most people, but freely exchanged). Among other things, we enjoyed poker (Alan won, i think), abusing David (maybe that was just me?) and just lying all over each other in general and trying to keep our faces out of each other's genital areas. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running out of room on the sleeping bags... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am currently lying on the edge of the bags, slightly on top of Michael and Mel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: How am i supposed to lie down and sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who cares... the point was we wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;David: Just lie down, geez....&lt;br /&gt;Michael: ......&lt;br /&gt;David: GAH!!!! Get your face out of my crotch!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: &lt;em&gt;silently rolling round in helpless laughter at David and Michael's faces of panic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: I'm sorry!&lt;br /&gt;David: Lie down the other way!!!&lt;br /&gt;Michael: Then your face will be in my crotch!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna was so cute - we had to keep shifting her. First she was on the chairs but then she woke up. Then we moved to Nathan's sleeping bag cos he wasn't using it (i sat on the nice cooooold tiles instead). Then Nathan decided that he wanted to go to bed, so he wanted his sleeping bag back. So we had to shift her to David's sleeping bag. David attempted to lift her up without molesting her (*ahem*), but thankfully she woke up and we kind of rolled her in with a few sleepy mumbles of protest. hehehe so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David decided hot chocolate time was around 6ish so we all went to the kitchen and made hot chocolate. i had tea. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pillow-smelling&lt;/strong&gt; (lol. i just realised how dumb that sounded. meh.)&lt;br /&gt;Wendy: Hmmm. Let me smell your pillows.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: ..... ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Wendy cuddles a pillow covered in moons and stars)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy: mmmm. this smells good. Whose is it?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: ......&lt;br /&gt;Nathan: Where's my pillow?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: ...... *points*&lt;br /&gt;Wendy: mmmm. (&lt;em&gt;surfaces.) &lt;/em&gt;Nathan, you smell goooood. (&lt;em&gt;continues to cuddle pillow.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan: ok....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Wendy lies down on sleeping bag)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy: mmmm this smells good too.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: ..... it's nathan's...... BAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the discovery - apparently Nathan smells good. how's that for disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mutual consensus, Michael's pillow smells funny, but not in a bad way. just overwhelmingly like... Michael. How peculiar....&lt;br /&gt;Michael: Uh, maybe cos it's MINE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't let Wendy smell my pillow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think Mel's pillow smells nice. Like... Mel. Very comforting. But my pillow is best!! yayayayayayayaayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's pillow smells like coffee cos Sven spilt some on it! hehehehe and on his sleeping bag too LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a brief pillow fight where David kept stealing all the pillows and lying on them, and we all tried to get them back. But very hard to do so. Good thing we had Mel on our side - she's a tank!! We just lay all over each other when we ran out of sleeping bags and pillows. aaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Startling discoveries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nathan smells nice, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;~Wendy and David combined can put away a surprising amount of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;~Alan gets the best hands in poker. 4 queens???!!! what the....??!!! what are the chances?&lt;br /&gt;~Always watch the sunrise with a friend. or a few. or a crowd. cos it gets very very very cold. and honestly, who wouldn't share such a beautiful thing with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;~Sven should never eat breakfast in bed. EVER. he just spills it all.&lt;br /&gt;~Nanjing talks in his sleep. and moves. and kicks. and scratches his face. and hugs Sven. LOL!! **there's nothing gay about it, it's guy love...**&lt;br /&gt;~Sven also pulls his blankets over his head when he sleeps. And probably half suffocates. and he also snores. loudly.&lt;br /&gt;~come to think of it, Nanjing snored too.&lt;br /&gt;~Sven and David squished Wendy between them. that's what you get for being so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;~Bui uses weird gel that doesnt wash out of your hair and goes all crusty. EWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;~Wendy Tang does the best 'mean girl' impression&lt;br /&gt;~NO-ONE get in Wendy Yau's way when she's going for gold. so scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to learn more about the ever-fabulous EMP youth, go to &lt;a href="http://emp-youth.cmca.ws/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;http://emp-youth.cmca.ws/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wont regret it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family will be going to Sydney tomorrow until Friday night. So happy bday Colin, cos we're going to miss your BBQ! *tear* but you've got Ayumi now, eh? eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~heidi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6072136365497902329?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6072136365497902329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6072136365497902329' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6072136365497902329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6072136365497902329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/07/kairos.html' title='KAIROS!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-1144683485499068515</id><published>2007-06-21T21:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:59:07.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>おわり</title><content type='html'>おは、みんな！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally overcome the hell known as exams. ヤッタァァァァァ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that i've finished, im left with a strange feeling of emptiness. I come home and its like, oh, i dont actually need to open a textbook (or check blackboard). how bizarre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it almost drives me to extremes... like... cleaning my room.... *le gasp* I have to say though, i unearthed some of the most amazing un-wardrobe-y things (skeletons in the closet, eh?) and i found a $2 coin in my jeans! i am rich! i have life support! I will never have to lift a finger to work ever again!! (clearly i am asian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not really. but its something, after my Wednesday-arvo-exams-are-over-so-let's-celebrate shopping spree at Carindale. "Myer is my store".... aaaaaaaaah. bought so much stuff..... AAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ANNOUNCEMENT TIME ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel will be here Tuesday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO excited! so excited that i didnt even mind cleaning my room! (actually that was probably more because i didnt want to embarrass myself with the state of my room - i tend to get very let's-chuck-stuff-everywhere-ish during exams... its the only time i get away with it. but now i have to clean it all up again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO EXCITED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to camp and sydney, and all sorts of shopping trips, and food-fests, and CAMP, and OOOH IM SO EXCITED!!!! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, my Auntie and Uncle (and other cousin) arrive from Hong Kong. And then, my Uncle and Auntie arrive from L.A.!!! It's one of those communal family get-together thingies... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KAIROS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is almost upon us! &lt;strong&gt;3rd-6th July&lt;/strong&gt;, Mt Tamborine will be the place to be!! WOOT! gonna have so much fun!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, rant ends. i think i will continue to enjoy my finished-exams-ness with possibly a movie. then sleep. MMMMMMM SLEEP. i slept 11hrs last night. feels so goooooooooooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw michael, i quit DK. so if you want a Friday arvo snack, then this week's your last chance. same goes to anyone else out there. unless i get caught by my new scary manager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;#heidi#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-1144683485499068515?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/1144683485499068515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=1144683485499068515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1144683485499068515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/1144683485499068515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='おわり'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-4687021094609785771</id><published>2007-06-07T16:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T17:00:33.637+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How the world was REALLY created...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found this on the net... its a really clever piece of dialogue between God and his 'project team' when the world was being created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flooble.com/fun/genesis.php"&gt;http://www.flooble.com/fun/genesis.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-4687021094609785771?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/4687021094609785771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=4687021094609785771' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4687021094609785771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4687021094609785771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-world-was-really-created.html' title='How the world was REALLY created...'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-861240087346684149</id><published>2007-06-03T16:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:43:45.143+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew &amp; Karin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm in such a state of sweet sugariness that i even had to have pink text!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pen and Karin's big day was yesterday, 2nd June 07. Good thing it didn't rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS PEN &amp; KARIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're finally married now! ahh so sweet :) by the end of the night i think all the girls had let out about three thousand massive "awwwww"s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the guys were too busy drinking (ahem, kent. johan.). tho uncle leo looked like he was having a good time too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was so sad. when vonnie and i were driving to church and just went round the corner of levington rd, we saw the balloons hung up and we just AWWWWWed at the same time. so tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the "i swear" performance looked like it went down a treat. kudos to guai-lo for such awesome screeching/wailing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to pen and karin, though you'll never read this blog cos you probs have far more inportant things to do, a big congratulations again. Wishing you a beautiful, bright future together :) May it never rain on your sunshine! Best of luck in this next, and best, part of your life. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the rest of us, a little memory.... t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heir first dance together, as husband and wife...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071729089420987810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RmJmvFP0DaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Xq0GVy2rla8/s400/P1020365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with baby Jackie on the side.... "Uncle Andrew, what are you doing? Can I join in?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Table 17 - the best place to be! aka.... the kiddy table!! Where one may feel free to poke the butter curls, splash finger-bowl water, mix-up/drop/clatter cutlery, and be loud embarrassing nuisances in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Featuring the talents of The Lonely Strangers Frank and Ness, ATan Shut Up And Let Me Eat My Crab, Sven I'll Have A Whole Bottle Of Champagne Thanks, Tim I'm So Over 18 And Please Don't Take My Plate Yet, Audrey The Classically Stylish, yours truly, Michael Check Out My Cuff Links, Vonnie Pro Self Done Hair, and Sandra With Her Hair Down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who else do you need for a good time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071733148165082562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RmJqbVP0DcI/AAAAAAAAACs/sldCqGlWDqc/s400/P1020362b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The white one does not belong to Table Seventeen. I repeat. The Guai-Lo Does Not Belong To Table Seventeen. It was most likely attempting to steal more oysters off unsuspecting victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cya at the next big bash - on October the 13th! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071771356194147794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RmKNLVP0DdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/e3aVgJrr6fw/s400/P1020371b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love you all XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Disclaimer: all photos stolen off Sven I'll Have A Whole Bottle Of Champagne Thanks of Table Seventeen, with all extras added by yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-861240087346684149?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/861240087346684149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=861240087346684149' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/861240087346684149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/861240087346684149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/06/andrew-karin.html' title='Andrew &amp; Karin'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RmJmvFP0DaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Xq0GVy2rla8/s72-c/P1020365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-149831747658010131</id><published>2007-05-17T13:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:44:25.222+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowee an update!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savour your special-ness as you enjoy what may well be the one post in about 2 months. Or until after exams.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i havent posted in a month. SOZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.20pm. CHECK. wait, why am i checking the time?? Meh! hmmm. time to kill time to kill time to kill. prac at 2.&lt;br /&gt;At uni. CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Alone. CHECK. (*tear*)&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time blogging on meaningless topics and just procrastinating in general. CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And study? what study??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no more, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S CRUNCH TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most unfortunately, I have my piano exam on next Sunday (pulls out hair) and then the week after that uni finishes and exams start!!! ARGHHHH!!! but currently have 3 assignments between me and piano exam. and another 2 assignments between piano exam and finals. WOOOOOOOOOOT. life is GREAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha i want to be little again. cos then i could just do nothing all day and then go to bed at 8.30pm, without a care in a world, and all i would have to worry about was who was gonna be my 'partner' for the day (well more like for assembly. or "parade", as we used to call it.) ahhhh. to be young again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed recently (well, not THAT recently) the persistent and continued attachment of big bags under my eyes. no, not literal bags. well they are pretty literal cos you can see them and stuff. but yeah. you catch my drift. its very sad. as my mum says, they are very faithful, and most likely by the time im 80 years old and toothless, i will honestly be able to say that they are the longest relationship i've had. *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and too those who have complained recently about my lack of msn-ing (*cough*michaelapril*cough*) , well... im TRYING to study here. well. TRYING. meh. vague attempts count right? reminds of the glass-eye dude in Pirates 2.&lt;br /&gt;"why are you reading the Bible? you can't even read."&lt;br /&gt;"It's the Bible!! you get points for trying!!!"&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. ah. he's my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmm i was just reading through this post. and i just realised i frequently form very abrupt mental 90 degree turns. very very sad. seems i cant even think in a straight line. oh gees. what hope is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. method in my madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still looking for 　野ブタをプローデュス. also want たったひとつの恋. a big YAY for kame. they have the best soundtracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕らはなんだか　急ぎすぎている　大切なことさえも　わすれるくらい...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh LOOK at the time. better toddle off to my prac. titrations WOOT. nothing like continuously mixing acids and bases waiting for clear to turn pink. AHHH. my life has meaning now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea-freak signing out. love you all.&lt;br /&gt;..."what with our souls bein' in such a vulnerable state 'n' all...." XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-149831747658010131?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/149831747658010131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=149831747658010131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/149831747658010131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/149831747658010131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/05/crunch-time.html' title='Wowee an update!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-16552857981674401</id><published>2007-04-17T20:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:09:27.304+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys, there's a CRISIS!!!  &amp; Japan trip</title><content type='html'>People, life ceases to have any meaning for me. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grinders is closing down!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will lonely heidi go during her thousand-hour breaks?? Where will the emp crew meet up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a petition we can sign to keep grinders???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE AM I GONNA SATISFY MY CRAVING FOR WEDGES??? (refect food sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that i got that out of my system and have my sympathetic readers riled up in indignation, i have an announcement to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Japan Trip!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol, no "road trip colin".... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes guys, me and vonnie have decided that when we've saved up enough money, we're going to Japan!! WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say this carefully, but pretty much anyone that wants to come with us, can. There's just a few points to keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;You're paying for yourself, obviously. We estimate about AU$3000 would cover everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;Return airfare to Tokyo is approx. AU$1500, obviously we can't predict the price in the future and also we'd try to get the shoulder/off-peak seasons but yeah. Prepare to fly cheap!! (let's fly jetstar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;Obviously you can bring more or less money, but definitely at least AU$2500-ish for living expenses and airfare. But if you're anything like me or vonnie, maybe you'll need more money.... XP and let's face it guys, you'd want to make the trip worth it and bring home a few souvenirs for friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;This whole deal would probably happen in 2-3 years time during either Xmas or winter break. preferably while vonnie or me are in final year uni so that it's easier to judge the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;I was thinking it would be good to go when im in third year and vonnie' s in final year, but obviously if it's during Xmas break she/i might want to start job-hunting. so we're still deciding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;Anyways the major point is whenever we've saved enough money up!! (who knows we might end up going like 5 years from now....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;We reckon about 2 weeks in Tokyo should fit the bill. We can get hold of JR (japan rail) passes for 14 days, so that we can take day trips to random parts of japan near tokyo (such a weeny country. can get from A to B in like, 3 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;We'll be definitely doing it the hard way. Like, the classic cheapo-college-student way. Like, backpacking, pretty much. (but not fully. we plan on showering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;Youth hostels, capsules, you name it. Cheap is the way. NO luxury. (unless you wanna pay for it, or even better treat everyone who plans on coming).&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing better than entering a foreign culture armed with nothing but a few friends around you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;We don't think more than 5 people will end up coming, but obviously we don't mind if you show up with randoms with fat wallets. let's make friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;Obviously it could end up just being me and vonnie. Shmeh. Even better!! Less organization. but you'd miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;If Sally or even Wendy wanna come, you're welcome!! You'd be in uni by then, so you make up your own mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOO waddaya reckon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the people who have shown interest are Sally and Colin. (yes!! our tour guide/translator)&lt;br /&gt;If anybody else wants to be on the maybe-but-not-sure-im-still-thinking list, just let me know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care this week&lt;br /&gt;Love ya's&lt;br /&gt;Heidi XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-16552857981674401?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/16552857981674401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=16552857981674401' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/16552857981674401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/16552857981674401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/04/guys-theres-crisis-japan-trip.html' title='Guys, there&apos;s a CRISIS!!!  &amp; Japan trip'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3431075621093196365</id><published>2007-04-15T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:30:59.885+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night procrastination</title><content type='html'>man, this is SOOO me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wave your cursor over the pikkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#25510D" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#25510D&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_22A23241.jpeg&amp;c1=none of that abstract business....&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=permanently attached to ipod... help!&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_6E5372F4.jpeg&amp;c3=sleep. ah. sleep.&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-28C6894B.jpeg&amp;c4=road trip, colin!! :P nah. japan it is with vonnie.&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=eww. why do you want to die sooner?&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;c6=i want to be 90, wrinkly and still in love.&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_71114A35.jpeg&amp;c7=curse the inventor of the snooze.&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-351AAC0D.jpeg&amp;c8=HOMELY. XP&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2C9D8418.jpeg&amp;c9=retail therapy.&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=i love to travel - lets see the world!!&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;c11=ooh france... so exotic!!&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D28CE3C.jpeg&amp;c12=tea. yes. i am the tea freak.&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-42BB5FC.jpeg&amp;c13=rolling hills, country estate... this is the life!&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&amp;uid=205746-6955&amp;srv=iwebcl4" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=205746-6955&amp;srv=iwebcl4" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Moods                 &lt;br /&gt;DREAMER   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're romantic, sophisticated and love the beauty of wide open spaces. You can be a little nostalgic and love revisiting familiar places and memories. As for music, it's the soundtrack to your world. It gives you focus, and concentration - you might find it hard to switch off. Your choice of treat reveals either real exhaustion, or maybe a bit of laziness? Either way you're never happier than when you are rugged, and snuggled up, eyes shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Fun                 &lt;br /&gt;CONQUEROR        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look good you feel better. You're always up for spoiling yourself, after all, looking this good does take a little time and money you know! For kicks you like to indulge in your great passions. You are probably happy spending time alone, and your drive and curiosity will take you all over the world. When it comes to holidays, you like to explore and immerse yourself in another culture. Always on the go, you take in as much as you can. You find it hard to switch off, as you like to learn all the time. What grosses you out? Nobody is perfect but some bad habits aren't acceptable; you realise that health is wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Habits            &lt;br /&gt;BACK TO BASICS    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never have enough rest - either you're too busy, exhausted or perhaps just a little lazy? Either way your snooze is your best friend, and at times your worst enemy! Your choice of drink reflects your love of the stability and comfort of routine. As for the home, style is certainly not top of your list- you're too busy with other things in life. Functional meets all your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Love.               &lt;br /&gt;LOVE BUG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you love is about long-term commitment, it means devotion and tenderness. When you think of freedom - you think of living for the here and now. You're pretty fearless and take any opportunity given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow so me. so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... the ultimate choice. grinders? study? grinders? study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3431075621093196365?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3431075621093196365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3431075621093196365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3431075621093196365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3431075621093196365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunday-night-procrastination.html' title='Sunday night procrastination'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-5168379760345586635</id><published>2007-04-01T23:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:07:08.181+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like a laugh to ease the pain of exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as we're all in mid-sems now, i thought i'd try to cheer you up with a few forwards i've collected over the past few years. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY YOU'LL DO BETTER IN YOUR EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-w12KvKFI/AAAAAAAAACM/XXRsor1Rs50/s1600-h/pic120524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048448146425718866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-w12KvKFI/AAAAAAAAACM/XXRsor1Rs50/s400/pic120524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wwWKvKEI/AAAAAAAAACE/RaX7y3WfbxQ/s1600-h/math4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048448051936438338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wwWKvKEI/AAAAAAAAACE/RaX7y3WfbxQ/s400/math4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wpmKvKDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oQ7DjsBHRNQ/s1600-h/math3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048447935972321330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wpmKvKDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oQ7DjsBHRNQ/s400/math3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wkGKvKCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/q_Ez180LEjY/s1600-h/math2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048447841483040802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wkGKvKCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/q_Ez180LEjY/s400/math2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wgWKvKBI/AAAAAAAAABs/NhyIccsq5wk/s1600-h/math1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048447777058531346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wgWKvKBI/AAAAAAAAABs/NhyIccsq5wk/s400/math1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048447128518469586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-v6mKvJ9I/AAAAAAAAABM/j4IPIC1AgK4/s400/elephantintheway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048447360446703586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-wIGKvJ-I/AAAAAAAAABU/d55sFDl9vjk/s400/349_ohdear.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048448270979770466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-w9GKvKGI/AAAAAAAAACU/MoZ2XZeDt64/s400/equation.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST TO CHECK EXAMS HAVEN'T TURNED YOUR BRAIN TO MUSH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A noted psychiatrist was a guest at an academic function, and his hostess naturally broached the subject in which the doctor was most at ease. "Would you mind telling me, Doctor," she asked, "how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing is easier," he replied. "You ask a simple question which anyone should answer with no trouble. If the person hesitates, that puts you on the track."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What sort of question?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you might ask him, 'Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them. Which one?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hostess thought a moment, then said with a nervous laugh, "You wouldn't happen to have another example would you? I must confess I don't know much about history."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bear, a lion and a chicken meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear says: "If I roar in the forests of North America, the entire forest is shivering with fear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion says: "And if I roar on the great plains of Africa, the entire savannah is afraid of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says the chicken: "Big deal. I only have to cough, and the entire planet wets itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A South American scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with very low intellect read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother taking it off now. It's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA gets them every time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P good luck with mid sems, all you uni people - hope this cheered you up just a little!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for the school kiddies - enjoy your holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heidi XOXO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Happy April Fool's Day and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to penny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-5168379760345586635?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/5168379760345586635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=5168379760345586635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5168379760345586635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5168379760345586635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-like-laugh-to-ease-pain-of.html' title='Nothing like a laugh to ease the pain of exams'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/Rg-w12KvKFI/AAAAAAAAACM/XXRsor1Rs50/s72-c/pic120524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3903660530321887327</id><published>2007-03-23T14:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:47:50.951+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update!!</title><content type='html'>Time for an update on the life and times of Heidi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Failed first driving exam, much to my chagrin. Must pay for next exam... *tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spending increased time in company of unfamiliars due to unnecessarily long break times&lt;br /&gt;(Mon 12-4, Tue 11-2, Thu 9-11, Fri 12-3)... what is with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stint at sunday school is almost over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Close to failing MATH1050. Thank God for Pen and his maths skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ENGG1000 assignment due pretty soon ie. Monday. Probs half completed...... afraid no Chucky's party for Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Am now Maxxypoo's apprentice to the School of Violence, learning the Art of Bashing All and Sundry Without Discrimination, mainly Bui, Vonnie, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Am now attempting to expand severely undernourished music collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Also attempting to eat less. Without success.... recently told by mother dear to "stop eating so much cos you've already put on so much weight".... *tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MMMMMMMmmmm grinders wedges - spending large amounts of time at grinders, spesh mondays, tuesdays, thursdays, and fridays, dragging anyone i can with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spending large amounts of $$$ in attempts to buy myself some company by offering to treat everyone........ *sigh* i just can't win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well......... back to that ENGG1000 assignment..... yay! i get to measure and graphically represent .......... a bin. WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll see some more of you at chinese on saturday arvo at 2.30pm! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3903660530321887327?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3903660530321887327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3903660530321887327' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3903660530321887327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3903660530321887327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-9171904556545383679</id><published>2007-03-09T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T13:30:27.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You sexy sexy beast, you!</title><content type='html'>Named "Best Car for Girl with a Budget".... ooh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039896479977657778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RfFPJWHPVbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/s9mSzXgeCgM/s400/hp_blue_box_hdr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cant believe anyone would buy the sedan. how ugly. urgh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039897360445953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RfFP8mHPVdI/AAAAAAAAABA/CbtXIZ4yJrs/s400/2006YarisSedan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RfFPP2HPVcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jAlF0lDzNbE/s1600-h/cascadeBlue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;mmmmmmmmm cant go past the dark purply-blue HATCHBACK........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039896591646807490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RfFPP2HPVcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jAlF0lDzNbE/s400/cascadeBlue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this lil number is the winner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote of the week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Verbal abilty in a guy is highly overrated, and it's our pathetic need for it that gets us into so much trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-9171904556545383679?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/9171904556545383679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=9171904556545383679' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/9171904556545383679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/9171904556545383679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-sexy-sexy-beast-you.html' title='You sexy sexy beast, you!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/RfFPJWHPVbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/s9mSzXgeCgM/s72-c/hp_blue_box_hdr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6032918164377195059</id><published>2007-03-08T10:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T10:26:29.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The life and times of a uni n00b</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me again. Obviously. cos (hopefully) im the only one that can blog on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life has been rather monotonous lately. Let's take a liddle look-see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened.  managed to be 20min late for my CHEM1020 lecture cos the lecture i had before (CHEE1001 with sven and co.) was in Hawken but CHEM1020 is ALWAYS in UQ centre (27A) so of course i hike it over the entire campus. then realise i was just upstairs of my CHEE1001 lecture.    :'(   when will i learn? on a better note - massive 4hr break. went to garbo (again) with bui and had a massive argument about respective taste in music. in retribution planned to burn CD of unJpop-ish Jpop music (aka. Japanese "urban" music ie. RnB, labelled as "ALTM1000, an introduction to alternate music")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS was good fun. so many good time :) thanks to ems for that. vaguely stayed on topic. but at least we got more than 6verses done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny isn't it, that at BS we're all going on about how tired we are and how much sleep we need, but then when we finally get home at 11.00pm we go straight to the computer and log onto msn? (myself included.) hmmm there is an issue here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was a rather scrambly day (like scrambled eggs. with ham. and mushrooms. and crunchy bacon. on toast. mmmmmmmmm. but not quite as tasty  :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically bummed with sven at james foot (mmmmmmm God bless grinders and hot salted chips mmmm starchy carbs and AIRCON)  then ran away to have a driving lesson for an hour, practiced hill starts, suddenly informed of imminent driving exam, panicked, then went back to Biol library for CHEE1001 tute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm this was a good day. got a lot of my ENGG1000 assignment done. SNAPS *snap* FOR SVEN!!! yay! and his red headed friend....... james? bad bad memory. but very helpful for poor uni n00b, as bui so frequently reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graphics officially SUCKS. possibly even more than msn live spaces. which should be DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove home at 3pm from UQ (no highway for heidi... no, we took the LONG way by ipswich rd. apparently my teacher thinks i need LOTS of roundabout practice.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all a very OK day. got home, collapsed in bed pretty much unconscious until dinner (after mum squished a good hour of piano practice out of me).  those Sunday school kids SOOOO better be grateful.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do the rest of the week on the weekend......... since technically this day isnt over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all - cya round!&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;heidi XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6032918164377195059?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6032918164377195059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6032918164377195059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6032918164377195059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6032918164377195059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-and-times-of-uni-n00b.html' title='The life and times of a uni n00b'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-7307188760525449516</id><published>2007-03-04T23:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T21:46:57.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni life</title><content type='html'>Check it out!! surely the sun will rise from the west tomorrow.... i updated in like, 2 weeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you may well imagine, this lil post with the terribly unimaginative title is about my first week as a uni student. VERY EPIC STUFF PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so without further ado, let's begin...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that i'm doing a bach of engineering at UQ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right let's move on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got up at the crack of dawn. otherwise known as 8.30am. the pain, the pain...&lt;br /&gt;- manage to get my life moving again after 3 months of slackness.&lt;br /&gt;- get to garbo by 9.15am.&lt;br /&gt;- discover that garbo newsagents don't sell weekly tickets. now i though I was slack....&lt;br /&gt;- get onto 111 to queen st.&lt;br /&gt;- arrive queen st 9.45. push several people out of the way in effort to reach Rankins/Rawkins/whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;- buy much coveted weekly ticket and in true asian form polite ask (read: demand) whether i get my money back for the 111 trip. am informed of the affirmative.&lt;br /&gt;- manage to get to uq by about 10.15am. (note: my lectures start 10.00am. there is a problem here.)&lt;br /&gt;- wander into building 50 aka Hawken aka engineer's little world.&lt;br /&gt;- ask random girl where room T103 is. am told it's "behind the stairs"&lt;br /&gt;- go behind the stairs into the room behind the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;- dim lights. many people. staring. at. random. asian. girl. who. just. walked. in. 20. minutes. late. but. its. ok. she's. asian.&lt;br /&gt;- lecturer clears throat. continues lecture.&lt;br /&gt;- sit down next to utter random. start listening to lecture.&lt;br /&gt;- am stricken to find the lecturer talking about biology.&lt;br /&gt;- 5 minutes later am convinced currently in wrong lecture.&lt;br /&gt;- after 10 minutes in said lecture, leave the room. to many more confused glances.&lt;br /&gt;- wander up to complete random and again plead assistance. must have looked very lost-soul-ish. complete random helpfully pointed out that i was on the wrong floor.&lt;br /&gt;- go DOWN and behind the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;- find the right room at 9.30am. also dimly lit, but considerably smaller.&lt;br /&gt;- attempt to find seat.&lt;br /&gt;- am shocked to find sven sitting there. also shocked to be told am currently intruding on 2nd year lecture. life is not good.&lt;br /&gt;- calm down when i realise both 1st and 2nd years do CHEE1001 (biotech)&lt;br /&gt;- listen to remaining 15 minutes of lecture. yippee.&lt;br /&gt;- stumble back upstairs to the room before (T203) for chemistry lecture. bored out of my brains. or lack thereof considering dangerous talent for losing my way.&lt;br /&gt;- lunch with colin and sven. then just sven.&lt;br /&gt;- walk around with sven to kill time until 1.30pm when he has classes.&lt;br /&gt;- have 4 hr break. Four. hrs. doing. nothing. first. day. no. work. frequent. buses. garden. city........ consider deeply the implications of such actions associated with these mutinous thoughts. decide will jump off the deep end.&lt;br /&gt;- bus it to garbo. arrive 2.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;- wander around garbo for countless hours. manage to spend $60. am inherently proud of infallible ability to waste hard-earned money. then remind self that it is self's money. MEH.&lt;br /&gt;- bus it back to UQ.&lt;br /&gt;- attend very boring MATH1050 lecture, content similar to accursed Maths C. die, maths C, die!!&lt;br /&gt;- go home. find viv/lynn on the bus. veeeeeery exciting! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- must be at uni by 8.00am.&lt;br /&gt;- due to (temporary, of course) misplacement of all and sundry directional sense, require assistance to get to CHEE1001 lecture. therefore require sven's assistance.&lt;br /&gt;- while waiting for sven, am approached by creepily chain-smoking lady who asks where i come from and what i study. very very scary....&lt;br /&gt;- sven arrives, manage to find CHEE1001 lecture together. yay! on time!!! double yay! (or is that yay yay?? hmmm needs some work.)&lt;br /&gt;- rest of the day is pretty bludgy. large 3hr break for no reason from 11am-2pm. meet frank at lolly shop 11am. also meet bui. decide to go to city together to satisfy frank's insatiable appetite for big W notebooks :) get on 412 (as opposed to 109... tut tut) which takes its sweet time getting to city. am thoroughly convinced of 109' s superiority.&lt;br /&gt;- arrive city. visit max at myer clinique. go to big W at 1.30pm. (where did the time go....? oh right. waiting for bui.....)&lt;br /&gt;- after circulating entire big W several times, find stationary section right where we started looking. murphy was a terribly smart man to come up with those laws.&lt;br /&gt;- see that it is 1.45pm. bui and i need to go back to UQ for classes. hop onto 109. yay!&lt;br /&gt;manage to get lost WHILE bui was there (i am so amazing) but finally make it to my lecture 20 minutes late. sorry bui :'(&lt;br /&gt;- lecture finished an hour early. am able to go home except for driving lesson from UQ at 4pm. bum for an hour in library feeling like a total nerd-imposter ie. acting like a nerd ie. reading book but not understanding a word of it.&lt;br /&gt;- driving lesson 4-5pm. must somehow get out of UQ, deal with coronation drive, city, riverside expressway and high way (my first time mind you) and get home in one piece. managed to survive. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- was planning on sleeping in. mmmmmm sleep. but driving lesson calls at 8.30am :'(&lt;br /&gt;- bui suggests we meet up at 11am. for some reason i agree. therefore find myself at UQ at 11am when classes start at 1pm. manage to yarn for 2hrs before classes start.&lt;br /&gt;- MATH1050 lecture for an hour. nearly fall asleep but am saved by random's loud ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;attempt to enter ENGG1000 (intro to engineering) workshop but am told to get out due to overflowing classroom. no one loves me :'(&lt;br /&gt;- go home with vonnie at 3pm. all in all a pretty bludgy day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another early morning at 8.00am. manage to get to lecture EARLIER THAN LECTURER (very earth-shattering, ground-breaking news).&lt;br /&gt;- wander around for 2hrs. possibly with company. actually its currently past 12 midnight so i can't remember what happened a very long 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;- lecture at 11am-12noon.&lt;br /&gt;- somehow am convinced by max, bui and vonnie to go karaoke. break 12-2pm. hmmm. but agree despite the desperate calls of common sense who is wearing a watch.&lt;br /&gt;- bus ride to city is filled with old-school memories. in particular, "rebecca! i'm finished!!"&lt;br /&gt;- arrive at fat louie's around 12.50am. me and ems stay until 1.15pm upon which we go back to UQ. hmmm that was worth it....&lt;br /&gt;- arrive UQ 1.45pm. manage to make my way to chem lab prac classroom. pleased to discover many people also waiting outside room ie. i'm not late. also find tana there. yay!&lt;br /&gt;- spend an hour in prac being told basically to always turn up and not to play with chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;- sign my soul away on the "safety declaration form" and off i trot at 3pm. home again with vonnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ahhh the beauty of sleeping in. only have to be at uni by 9am. aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;- have lectures from 9am-12noon. manage to be on time for all lectures. definitely some improvement here :)&lt;br /&gt;- go to city with bui and frank to meet vonnie at queen st mall.&lt;br /&gt;- vonnie is late. frank needs to go soon. go downstairs so frank can eat lunch and not miss bus.&lt;br /&gt;- see frank off, then go to random noodle place for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- very interesting interpretation of "roast" duck. hmmmm. isnt there some law about false advertising???&lt;br /&gt;- wander over to myer to visit max. have a bit of a giggle with vonnie when bui is temporarily left to wander amongst gleaming displays of Lancome, Dior, Clinique, Kit, Maxfactor, Natio and Crabtree and Evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;- wander up to Allen's to examine music books and guitars.&lt;br /&gt;- go back to myer and discover frank has returned ("iiiiiiim back!") and iscurrently visiting max. max is free to leave on 45min lunch break and we all go to queen st mall bus stop to get max her grease quota for the day aka KFC (mmmmmm) while vonnie and i construct the perfect everything-proof plan to cover our little jaunt into the city. suggestions fly thick and fast. finally come up with something akin to the concealer max sells.&lt;br /&gt;- take 200 to carindale to meet mum.&lt;br /&gt;- blow another $90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really shouldn't become a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope the next week will be just as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;but not too exciting cos then my fingers will fall off from all this typing.&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll see most of you Monday night at RL's!!&lt;br /&gt;for the next installment on Mr. Ridiculously-Gorgeous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-7307188760525449516?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/7307188760525449516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=7307188760525449516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7307188760525449516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7307188760525449516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/03/uni-life.html' title='Uni life'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3119606397876323669</id><published>2007-02-22T22:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:21:03.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fond farewells..........</title><content type='html'>Well people.... it was nice knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since after Uni starts, these updates will be rarer than.... rarer than.... rain in Brisbane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. last update for like... 3 months, probs. im so lazy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, people, Uni is starting (1st time for me). am vaguely excited with prospect of Uni, although I continually get lost on campus. I wandered into the pharmacy and asked the lady behind the counter where the post office was cos I couldnt remember where it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously people, directional sense of roadkill (after the car). possibly even worse than vancess. or vonnie. blindfolded. after 12 shots of absolut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UQ managed to screw up my timetable to an unholy degree and thus I am left with a 4hr lunch break on Monday, and 2-3hr lunch breaks for the rest of the week. WHO DOES THAT?  i bet you that right now there's a very smug man out there, wearing bifocals and a striped tight-collared shirt in a very nasty shade of brown or possibly green, who's probably sitting back and thinking how awesome is the timetable he designed.  hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone's wondering round between 12 and 4pm on this monday, plz tell me. ring me and go "i need company" and i will come! but kindly allow 20min travel time to the designated meeting area as yours truly will require said time to traverse the entire campus five times in very poor attempt to find designated meeting area. despite persistent consultation of freebie map and various passers-by. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bui, can you imagine me in the city? *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man my road /directional skills BADLY need a makeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you see me wandering round with freebie map in hand, closely examining signposts looking confused, please take pity on lost soul.     :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3119606397876323669?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3119606397876323669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3119606397876323669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3119606397876323669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3119606397876323669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/02/fond-farewells.html' title='Fond farewells..........'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-4765544527781577447</id><published>2007-02-13T09:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:17:37.685+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All you need is love.......</title><content type='html'>Hello!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is SOOOOO overrated. Its so commercialised, so "oh look at me! i got flowers/chocolate!!"  (flowers make me sneeze and i'm allergic to chocolate. oh great.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impression I get, coming from a teenage girl who's never had a boyfriend, is that you love someone on the 14th February......  and then forget them for the rest of the year. What's the deal with that? You're supposed to love your bf/gf permanently (well that's the plan anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So saying that one special day is set aside every year for the single purpose of showing our love is really rather dodgy and ripping off your bf/gf from what they really deserve, which is lotsa love all the time XD    wouldnt you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this one special day pressures countless lonely people across the world to make up Valentines (ie. send themselves flowers/chocolate/cards, invent mysterious phonecalls, lock themselves in their apartments, resplendent with tissues and chocolates, and watch 'Sleepless in Seattle' a thousand times) then personally I think that we've lost the original point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is to show our special person how much we love them, not to show the world how much we love our special person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have already found their special person, CONGRATULATIONS!! you get to spend your Valentine's Day with them, and enjoy their company. But to those who are still alone, NEVER FEAR!!! I say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGLETONS UNITE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if I had my own house I would invite all you (alone but not lonely) singletons out there to come and have a massive partner-free party so that we can rejoice together in our singleton-ness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont so i must content myself with this blog X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all, spesh the "alone but not lonely" peeps out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love.... all you need is love.... all you need is love, love, love... love is all you need....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-4765544527781577447?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/4765544527781577447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=4765544527781577447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4765544527781577447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/4765544527781577447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-you-need-is-love.html' title='All you need is love.......'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-6601370300591803180</id><published>2007-02-07T10:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:17:37.721+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mashahalbabaz or Mashahalbalaz??!!</title><content type='html'>This is a random post with random quotes and happenings over the past 2 weeks-ish. Just stuff that made me laugh. probs most of the stuff only vonnie will get. shmeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random times at work, most particularly with vonnie present: YOU MOLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;or: Peter's such a mole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori's random musings on what she'd buy from Supre................................................??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending *the vibes* to Adam, then when he sent them back, an old lady customer looked at him weird cos he was pulling faces... hehehe! gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and her hot crepe guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and the (not hot, but nice) HMV guy aka. cool flat white guy aka. Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and the EB games crew aka. Adam, Rach, David? is that his name?, Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and her hot myers squeeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and her hot security guard (who btw is red headed... just doesnt do it for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and the (we are currently split over the decision of his aesthetic appeal) fruit freeze guy...... actually, i dont think tori met the fruit freeze guy. but she probs woulda liked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favourite-est Tori Quote EVER.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Men are grapes. It's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAHAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At BS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse: Nebu changed Daniel's name to Belteshazzar&lt;br /&gt;Zef: sounds like a swear word.... "why don't you shove it up yer Belteshazzar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France/Ness: (daniel was) Ridiculously Gorgeous! SOOO inappropriate......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse readers: "Shadrach, Mishash and Abendigo" aka SAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RL's comment on how Pen was 'clearly' from the Thie family......... Christian's singing ability was also commented on.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RL's amazing voluntary diaphragm that expands/contracts on demand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/Colin gleefully telling Vonnie about that weird wrestling program and how gory/bloody it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen: man, have you seen Raphael Nadal's ARMS??!! man, those arms.... whoa..... very impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At EMP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various attempts by anybody and everybody to knock out Johan in the weird pairing-up-body-parts game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various attempts by Kent to trip up Johan during said game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To viv and Pen... I swear i LUUUURV corollas! nothing wrong with them at all..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has anything else to add, tell me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i'm in mourning. i have to go to uni everyday.... weekends excepted of course. that SUCKS. like a vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. TVBJ is the best thing since sliced bread. if it isnt then im a roast turkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-6601370300591803180?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/6601370300591803180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=6601370300591803180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6601370300591803180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/6601370300591803180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone-make-up-title-for-me.html' title='Mashahalbabaz or Mashahalbalaz??!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-7645088507094982846</id><published>2007-01-23T12:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:12:59.861+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know you're a MOLE????!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dont worry about the title. that was just a random walk in the amusement park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/coffee.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/flowers.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are both very knowledgeable and creative.You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Power Color Is Lime Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/lime-green.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"What else do I need in my life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man too much Somerville........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Left Brained, 40% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Rome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/rome.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a big city girl with a small town heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome, Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand, And gorgeous Italian men - could life get any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; City Do You Belong In?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just found out that i got tagged like a month ago by Steph&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i'd better do that now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shuffle and Play!***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl to do this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello by Evanescence......... how does that relate to anything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Queen by Ai.......... yes! i will rule them all................ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful by Bethany Dillon......... AWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imaginary by Evanescence...... I dont have a best friend! waaaaah! :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What is the story of your life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fairyland by Ayumi Hamasaki..... "Even now I don't understand the meaning of growing up, But I wonder what that girl in my memory is now walking and aiming towards.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. What was high school like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seasons by Ayumi Hamasaki.......... "this year, another season has passed, memories have become faded, the border between my dream and reality has become blurred"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Powder snow by Ayumi Hamasaki...... "I want to be left alone, I want to escape to a place where no one knows me.... I don't need tomorrow"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to run away! hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still alone by Ayumi Hamasaki........ "I've learned a lot from being alone, As long as you didn't let go of my hand, I felt like I could do anything"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What song describes you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Story by Ai......... "Each of the dyed colours is different, but I will go on creating my own story, That's why I will never, ever give up........."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. To describe your grandparents?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ways to avoid the sun by Bi....... that's kinda funny cos my grandparents are really on about staying out of the sun... lil old asian ladies who always cover up..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. How is your life going?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nanairo no Ashita by BoA..... title actually means "rainbow coloured future".... yep, life's looking good XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank U by Ai........... hahahaha maybe they will........ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. How does the world see you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If by Ai........... that doesn't connect with anything................. oh well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Will you have a happy life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that you're near by United...... yes, now that you're near! heehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once in a Lifetime by Ai........ hmmm dont see the connection&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;365 days ft. Deli by Ai............ so do they lust after me 365 days a year or will they lust after me in 365 days or have they lusted after me for 365 days? hmmm my ipod needs to be more specific.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. How can I make myself happy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Believe by Ai....... just believe in myself! yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What should you do with your life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inspire by Ayumi Hamasaki.......... "Yes, I can stand up again, If there is a wall we can bring it down, Don't you think our lives have only just begun? So long as there is a way, we can open the door" woot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm my ipod isnt very good at this. may its cos i've been brainwashing myself with too much kpop and jpop. Must work on that. But for now...... byebye! Must go call my piano teacher now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-7645088507094982846?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/7645088507094982846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=7645088507094982846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7645088507094982846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/7645088507094982846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-are-coffee-ice-cream-energetic-and.html' title='Did you know you&apos;re a MOLE????!!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-8057753466538044195</id><published>2007-01-09T16:54:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:19:23.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I die (not in a morbid sense)</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my driving lesson! I survived! Therefore I will continue to post my lil furry heart out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW&lt;/strong&gt; 2 posts in one day... scary..... but this is a completely random list I came across when cleaning my room. Must've been bored when I made this list. I was probably in the middle of exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places to go&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;before I die (not that I'm planning to any time soon...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- London again... haven't been to Harrod's yet :'(&lt;br /&gt;- Cardiff again... cousins need some visiting&lt;br /&gt;- Buckingham... can we make the guards move?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- Dublin... do they have weird accents?&lt;br /&gt;- Liverpool.. where it all began for the Beatles&lt;br /&gt;- Manchester (Man United!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Edinburgh again... preferably without the torrential rain&lt;br /&gt;- Bristol&lt;br /&gt;- Paris again... preferably in the spring without the -2C temps, would also like to sightsee during daytime as opposed to night time and see the whole city from Eiffel Tower during the day... would also present much more satisfying photo oppurtunities&lt;br /&gt;- Nice... maybe it would be nice?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;- New York! I wanna ride in a Yellow Taxi! but not get mugged. Statue of Liberty! Can i sit on your toe?? wait, they're covered with robes. oh well. need to get me one of those 'I love NY' shirts&lt;br /&gt;- Seattle! taste the REAL starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;- Chicago.... and all that jazz!!&lt;br /&gt;- Madrid. Dunno why. but sounds so exotic and different from anything I've ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;- Lisbon. why not while we're at it&lt;br /&gt;- Austria... home of the musos! so pretty....&lt;br /&gt;- Innsbruck. where the pope was born. how random's that? also comes complete with modern nazis wandering round. oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;- Sweden... if they invented Ikea, this is a must-see. I love Ikea. I get my jollies from shopping at Ikea. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;- Rome... little cobblestone streets, glorious gelati, fountains, rich cultural history, handsome italian men... what more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;- Venice.... I wanna ride a gondola! and get a picture of the gondola pushers with their little straw hats and striped skivvies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone bored yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Salzburg... see violins being made. see where mozart was born.&lt;br /&gt;- Berlin... the wall's gone, but it is still worth seeing&lt;br /&gt;- Sapporo... awesomest winter ice festival!&lt;br /&gt;- Tokyo... who wouldn't wanna go Tokyo?&lt;br /&gt;- Kobe... best beef in the world&lt;br /&gt;- Prague.... biggest damn castle in the world! land of the Bohemian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is massive. I'll do the "Things to do" list another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this typing wears me out. I'm going for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃあね！　おやすみ！　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-8057753466538044195?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/8057753466538044195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=8057753466538044195' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/8057753466538044195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/8057753466538044195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/01/before-i-die-not-in-morbid-sense.html' title='Before I die (not in a morbid sense)'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-918840043497751833</id><published>2007-01-09T15:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:38:27.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The woes of a teenage eat-a-holic</title><content type='html'>Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who care and actually read my blog........ a thousand and one apologies for not updating in... like, 2 weeks.   ごめんね！ I suppose I am a slacker. But still, you didn't have to shove it in my face. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...     &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!    Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been screwy as always,  that's like the only non-home-ish thing i've been doing since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life in general:&lt;br /&gt;- Get up&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Go to work?&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Work more&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Go home&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Shower&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Various movies, HK dramas or, like tonight, Korean dramas&lt;br /&gt;- Eat while watching said movies /dramas&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* it's such a vicious VICIOUS cycle. just can't break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vonnie: Let's do a whole family dieting thing.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Fine. No food after 9pm. No matter when you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: I don't get to eat anything as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO life has no meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: You know, I've lost ___ kilos already.&lt;br /&gt;Vonnie: Yeah, i've lost ____ kilos as well.&lt;br /&gt;*both look to Heidi*&lt;br /&gt;Heidi: You know how Vonnie lost ___ kilos last year after getting a job?&lt;br /&gt;*expectant silence*&lt;br /&gt;Heidi: It's not happening to me. It's a LIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: How about you try eating less?? HMMMMM??!!! For a girl your age, you eat way too much!! You're getting really fat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should try to eat less. Really, REALLY should. But I can't stop! Man, my mum is health alert than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the tea. Maybe tea makes you hungry? Does it? But then I'd have to cut the tea, so nope. It's not the tea.  I blame the food production industry! The people who make food so yummy looking and delicious so that I can't stop myself. Like my dad. *sigh* It's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that I have gained 0kg since finishing school. But I haven't lost any either. This sucks profoundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm off to drown my sorrows in tea.  Only had one today. Must. Have. Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this post sucks. I'm just posting for the sake of posting so that people will get off my back about my serious lack of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lesson now! Hopefully I won't kill myself, in which case there would be a SERIOUS lack of posting in the foreseeable future    :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃあね！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-918840043497751833?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/918840043497751833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=918840043497751833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/918840043497751833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/918840043497751833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2007/01/woes-of-teenage-eat-holic.html' title='The woes of a teenage eat-a-holic'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-5916492631420861223</id><published>2006-12-22T19:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:35:20.187+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Do YOU have myspace???!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK!! Heidi updated twice in a week! I'm on a roll............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (ie. Thursday) was obviously late night shopping night, but I didn't think they meant REALLY late. As in at 11:00pm, there were still randoms cruising round Carindale. Me and vonnie were working last night (mmmmmm.... donuts........) and didn't leave till, like, 12:15. Basically didn't get home till 12:30, didn't have "dinner" till like 12:45, didn't shower till 1:00, didn't sleep till 1:30pm. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some things can brighten your day. Little kids who say "fank you" with big sunny smiles... the ten minute intervals when the staff just stand round chatting... random dudes who ask you for myspace contact details.......... WAIT!! What did you just say???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. At like, 11:30pm last night, a complete emo-ish looking dude with dyed black hair and way too many piercings, resplendent in thick black eyeliner approached the counter (we were basically closed and sold out by now) and asked.... "do you have myspace?? cos I wanna add you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not one to disappoint people. But when I saw the slightly unfocused eyes and slurred speech, black eyeliner and piercings, AND stoner-ish appearance I was like...... EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him no. "What about her?? (as in Vonnie.)" UM, NO, WE DON'T HAVE MYSPACE!! NOW GO AWAY!!! "Sorry, both of us don't have myspace." At least his friend was on my side. He dragged off Mr. Hugs-heal-the-world-but-myspace-does-it-better before he could terrorise anymore civilians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stopping off at BBs where he asked the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-5916492631420861223?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/5916492631420861223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=5916492631420861223' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5916492631420861223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/5916492631420861223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-have-myspace.html' title='Do YOU have myspace???!!!'/><author><name>HiDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911243317948946228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BS2qyot3ZsA/SjzFzk2HFvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tPpHb0dkyvs/S220/chii.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213815969960687086.post-3993125461781451325</id><published>2006-12-17T15:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:31:29.354+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't. Believe. I. Did. This.</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl! First post...... so........... exciting..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I swore black'n' blue that I wouldn't join the blogspot-mania currently affecting like, the whole world, but I was a fugitive on the run from Windows Live Spaces and myspace wouldn't let me hide so here I am. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least I got a name/html/address-thingy that's cool. P'raps Steph will like it, seeing as its her nickname for me :P eh? eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for the saking of making it look like I've got lots to talk about and risk losing your attention (though if you've made it this far, THATS AWESOME) because you've fallen asleep and are currently drooling all over your keyboard, I've got a bone to pick with Windows Live spaces. COS THEY SUCK (or is it gay with a triple 'i'?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem is that you can't add photos (I have like, 200+ photos I wanted to upload) and if you can, Christ would be back before it finished, and by the way, you could only do that using Netscape browser (picky picky).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS THE POINT IN HAVING A SPACE IF YOU CANT EVEN PUT UP PHOTOS????????!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly. (as vonnie would say as of this afternoon, 'you duh-brain'.... that's so old school but ultimate classic vonnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myspace? that sucks too and its really hard to use. They have ads for 'meet sexy singles' (no thanks. No REALLY, i'm fine) all over the place with matching photos of ano underfed over-peroxided things posing as supermodels - which take a million years to load. Plus my friend used myspace and then this creepy stalker guy started trying to contact her :S Hopefully the closest thing to a creepy stalker guy would be........... hmmmm...... :P dunno neway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ditched windows live in favour of blogspot, so all you peeps out there who sing blogspot's praises better be thankful *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I am. Pen owes me a pearl XD can life get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, actually, it could. It could stop raining. (Major Heidi-bashing a la Kent coming this way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay safe peeps! see ya round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all. Merry Xmas!&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: under no circumstances, rain, hail, snow, fire, do I promise to update regularly :P even when threatened with death by disembowlment with a dull rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213815969960687086-3993125461781451325?l=tea-freak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/feeds/3993125461781451325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5213815969960687086&amp;postID=3993125461781451325' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3993125461781451325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213815969960687086/posts/default/3993125461781451325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-freak.blogspot.com/2006/12/cant-believe-i-did-this.html' title='Can&apos;t. 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