<?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-7247512301358982010</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:33:41.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hit alt-0-1-5-3.™</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1705641072545863419</id><published>2009-09-09T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:49:16.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview</title><content type='html'>preview for new blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/1/27/699858/preview.jpg" title="preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; preview.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1705641072545863419?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1705641072545863419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1705641072545863419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1705641072545863419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1705641072545863419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/09/preview.html' title='Preview'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4945648593413566123</id><published>2009-06-30T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:28:07.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oo middle of exam post</title><content type='html'>I... think i shall start blogging now, each starting with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture from deviantart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="566" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=127728407&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=127728407&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" height="566" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/127728407/"&gt;Astronauts&lt;/a&gt; by *&lt;a class="u" href="http://michaelkutsche.deviantart.com/"&gt;michaelkutsche&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well you can see for yourself how the guy paid attention to all the intricate details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this piece! *-faved-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exam time as you know it, and 2 exams have passed. i dont think i wanna talk about it.. its too TRAUMATIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This topic is now forbidden 404.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4945648593413566123?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4945648593413566123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4945648593413566123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4945648593413566123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4945648593413566123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo-middle-of-exam-post.html' title='oo middle of exam post'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6554298114645389164</id><published>2009-06-23T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:53:06.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im more on facebook than you think...</title><content type='html'>ah. the past few weeks were horrible without a computer. i was just watching my bro play lycan over and over (and OVER) AND OVER again. only recently did i find this new game that i could play - what, dragonica? some cute game seen from DL on last Wed's papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying too little and not doing anything at all are DEFINITELY symptoms of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can get my trusty lap back by friday where i can start revising through my stuff WITH ivle, or evil for short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-ah-ah. Don't ask me why i'm posting a blog post at 1am plus (when tomorrow's theres a chem practice paper or something) It just struck me, okay? Like a bolt from the blue? ha-ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6554298114645389164?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6554298114645389164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6554298114645389164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6554298114645389164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6554298114645389164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-more-on-facebook-than-you-think.html' title='im more on facebook than you think...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4840552151556687965</id><published>2009-05-30T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:05:25.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this. that? here? or there.</title><content type='html'>What a messy life.. and worst thing i don't really remembering anything except that my laptop is spoilt. Specifically, the hard disk. Too lazy to get it to HP for repairs, so i'm waiting for the holidays to call them up. On a second note, my PSP L trigger is spoilt too. Going to orchard to Qisahn's office to get it repaired for twenty bucks instead of fifty at a nearby scam shop in &lt;u&gt;Tampines&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me think. What's next?&lt;br /&gt;Great. My mum is going overseas next week to do her reports over at indonesia. I'm not sure if they got infected, but all i know is that as long she's at the airport, there's a chance that they will round people up for quarantines and there goes my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: DONT EVER GO TO THE AIRPORT.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Oh, im going to indonesia next week.&lt;br /&gt;Me: YOU WANNA GET US QUARANTINED?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i pray and hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered. Like two weeks ago i joined in my cell group on a fine Sunday morning. Of course, i don't really mix well with ALL of them (meaning: im quiet) and they were whispering some plan among themselves. So funny thing is, it happened like that..&lt;br /&gt;A girl, priscilla, took Gershuan's phone and shouted like OMG WHO IS THIS GIRL?? DAMN PRETTY LEH! SENT MMS OF HER SUMMORE! Then i was like no wayyyy... Then she took off - like ran away. Then he gave chase and soon they disappeared for some time. So we got our cell leader to go check it out. Just as he was standing up, another cell member came and said that priscilla sprained her ankle while running at the drain. All of us were like laughing in HORROR because that was the stupidest thing that could happen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELLL, it turns out that it was just a plan to lure our cell group leader, Alvin, out so that we could sing him a birthday song! AND OMG. I almost fell for their acting.. it was quite good i admit xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, there were shopping + gangster days; tired days; srp days; class outing days; and lonely days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these sufficiently sum up some of the events in my bored life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tank has a new album WHOA.. YEA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4840552151556687965?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4840552151556687965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4840552151556687965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4840552151556687965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4840552151556687965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-that-here-or-there.html' title='this. that? here? or there.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3079823006699559809</id><published>2009-05-20T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:50:49.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Ouch, the resounding thwack resembling getting hit by a slab of ice.&lt;br /&gt;Its eating away my memory?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had the motivation to study for Chem test tomorrow, now its all a dud. I shouldnt have distracted myself..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the looks of it, i scorched my chances like almost a while ago. Well one more holiday to go. Just one more. To redeem myself. And pray i'm cut out for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snip-snips..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3079823006699559809?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3079823006699559809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3079823006699559809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3079823006699559809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3079823006699559809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/ouch-resounding-thwack-resembling.html' title='...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5705036163888935473</id><published>2009-05-15T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:32:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: doom (inversed)</title><content type='html'>I'm only doing half of my weekly homework-bite. Why chew on more than you can bite? Ha-ha. I have no idea how, but i didnt feel tired today - and thing is, i slept at 8pm after dinner yesterday and woke at 2am. To do homework to be precise. And grabbed some leftover slumber early at 4.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. I have annihilated my body's biological clock. I could be doing anything at any time of the day (probably except my stomach juices - i forgot what enzymes they were - working at fixed timings) like homework after 12, sleep anytime between the journey to school to 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at chemistry lecture today, it was hilarious when ms ong (deathstar) crashed; um, i meant said there were a thousand and one &lt;strike&gt;reactions&lt;/strike&gt; erections.. And my reaction was WHAT?! Why'd you crack a sick joke. And it turns out she didn't noticed she enunciated the wrong stuff. Like; IMMA CHARGIN MA LAZER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2492456437_7583b93766_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 211px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2492456437_7583b93766_o.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, please cattle-prod my hand to get it to reach into my &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; bag, and pull out my math tutorial. And, i have no shitting idea what is being done for Chemistry tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5705036163888935473?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5705036163888935473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5705036163888935473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5705036163888935473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5705036163888935473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/mood-doom-inversed.html' title='mood: doom (inversed)'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5178908480476692705</id><published>2009-05-09T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:46:45.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happi berthday to me yeehaw</title><content type='html'>yeah so today was probably less exciting but it was fun nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uPDATE ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just &lt;/span&gt;realised that this was my craziest birthday ever!! I have to mention that i got like what, FOUR celebrations this year? WAAOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was during class party, 08s301-ers. Second was in the range on Friday itself with a teeny chocolate cake (meant for my junior, charis more because its CHOCOLATE..) by shooters (yeah!). Third and fourth was today, 9th May - in the afternoon by relatives (incl. cousin) and at evening/night by fellow guys from 4d`07!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, best birthday ever, wait, make it best 18th birthday ever! (since there'll only be one eighteenth birthday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh yeah. About yesterday. Why i had to withhold my post.&lt;br /&gt;Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;I got nic loh with me to Tampines 1 yesterday as i wanted to do some shopping since like there was NO ONE (i thought) to accompany me, and i went to topshop, uniqlo, etc.. then freaking coincidentally, i saw xiaohui and sihoon in esprit GUYS section. So apparently i got a shock and thought 'damn it, better not spoil the surprise'. But it seems like they havent got anything... so went in to say hi.. and then xh showed me the shooting medal IN FRONT OF NIC LOH LOL! Then he was like.. 'eh... the medal very familiar... she shooting?' LOL because they got 3rd/4th zonal for A divs and the medal is the same colour (for rifle) and some mini war broke out with suaning and shit haha. So i made my exit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got a call to get my ass down to uniqlo to pick my own present since they were sick and tired of not finding something suitable.. and voila! Thats how how i got my slim cut jeans - grey.. although i paid $35 for it lol. $70 was a friggin high digit to let them split so i offered to pay half.&lt;br /&gt;And today i was supposed to act surprised like xiaohui picked the exact design and colour exactly ACCIDENTALLY.... Well... I tried... but, they were already holding on to it when we met up, and it was NOT WRAPPED so how could i act surprised?? I'd just be the dumbest guy to even try that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, so that was for yesterday. Today i kinda explored the whole of tampines one already, and BOY! There's like sony style, and some phone shops! Coool man. Haven't tried challenger though. Oh, and num. And esprit has nice shirts and t-shirts. Hmm what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. On with the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWnIK15icI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gSISRG1AI88/s1600-h/07052009148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWnIK15icI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gSISRG1AI88/s200/07052009148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333853092481436098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake is a lie! This is the mango cake that supposed to be jeanette's i think but she gave to me because i kinda hate choc. So guilty &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWnHYt4XJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/sbsmTZkmQt8/s1600-h/P070509_16.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWnHYt4XJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/sbsmTZkmQt8/s200/P070509_16.30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333853079026031762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOO Class party and guess who's playing what? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjR9uJM7I/AAAAAAAAA3g/RaTYo2MEUz8/s1600-h/P5090235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjR9uJM7I/AAAAAAAAA3g/RaTYo2MEUz8/s200/P5090235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848862711428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother's day celebration - what a spread!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjRXx74UI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/02Lq0VMoG6E/s1600-h/P5090236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjRXx74UI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/02Lq0VMoG6E/s200/P5090236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848852526784834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, CAKE! (what?! cake again? eww.) Anyway just wondering who squeezed the words out. Abit horrible dont ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjRP1ExRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_zHi4DioItw/s1600-h/P5090237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjRP1ExRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_zHi4DioItw/s200/P5090237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848850392466706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Present from cousin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjQkAETcI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uXjcgeLdJbU/s1600-h/P5090212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjQkAETcI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uXjcgeLdJbU/s200/P5090212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848838627413442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta daa! Cute mug, just what i wanted! But abit too kiddy i think.. oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjQ-hH1GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/KEl6oksC9qU/s1600-h/P5090238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWjQ-hH1GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/KEl6oksC9qU/s200/P5090238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848845745378402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! Birthday celebration (number 4) at pizza hut. Thanks to those who came! meal was like 82 dollars haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWmAggWvvI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7ofXTKN-96Y/s1600-h/P5030217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWmAggWvvI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7ofXTKN-96Y/s200/P5030217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851861346074354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm random shot of youngest brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWmAWSEvqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OFbBb_9Sj-k/s1600-h/P4260212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWmAWSEvqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OFbBb_9Sj-k/s200/P4260212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851858601819810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, this. Just trying macro on this kira figurine i have.. Abit dusty &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWl_1Ur5nI/AAAAAAAAA3w/3IfWhrGBsQ8/s1600-h/P4270216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWl_1Ur5nI/AAAAAAAAA3w/3IfWhrGBsQ8/s200/P4270216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851849754404466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, nice macro shot of my phone.. too bad i'm only using a digicam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWl_u_VRdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/BNZxxB5Grvk/s1600-h/P5060227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWl_u_VRdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/BNZxxB5Grvk/s200/P5060227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333851848054228434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is patapon! some random macro shot as well. Hope no one notices the reflection LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5178908480476692705?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5178908480476692705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5178908480476692705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5178908480476692705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5178908480476692705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/happi-berthday-to-me-yeehaw.html' title='happi berthday to me yeehaw'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgWnIK15icI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gSISRG1AI88/s72-c/07052009148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-359264242193886586</id><published>2009-05-08T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:16:00.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! Eighteen already! TOTALLY!</title><content type='html'>Special mentions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - xiaohui!&lt;br /&gt;-some lies went around at 5pm... but i saw through it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - veronica&lt;br /&gt;-totally unexpected?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - biggust nic&lt;br /&gt;-hmm no comment? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th - k-k-kube!!!!11!one!&lt;br /&gt;-uhhh liek... waht?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th - to.be.updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-359264242193886586?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/359264242193886586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=359264242193886586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/359264242193886586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/359264242193886586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah-eighteen-already-totally.html' title='Yeah! Eighteen already! TOTALLY!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7504842803762197380</id><published>2009-05-07T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:46:30.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birth (day)²</title><content type='html'>I don't usually get surprises, but i was in for one today. Kinda like a pleasant surprise of sorts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we had initially planned to have a PW party in school to thank mr kwek for the hard work he'd put in to help, guide and motivate us for that brilliant A in project work! (That's what being different is all about! - apart from the card, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology Lab was the location. We set-up-camp there, and the groups with major, and i mean major responsibilities dispatched to the target locations. Jeanette, Weiting, Joon &amp;amp; i were heading to Starbucks at tampines mall to grab coffee for mr kwek and our parched classmates while the rest.. i don't know? west plaza i think. necessary utensils and drinks. Drinks?! We had LOTS of coffee already dudes! And 6 boxes of steaming hot pizza for $117? THAT IS COMPLETELY OVERKILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although.. we DID enjoy the whole experience, bonding, gathering, and having fun playing kiddie games (xD) it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well of course next up was actually revelation of the 'secret' birthday celebration... Like wha-?&lt;br /&gt;It was a super-extra-doubleshot-massive-brainblowing-hairtearing chocolate cake. FULL OF SWEET BROWN COCOA CHOCOLATE EVERYWHERE. YEA, EVERYWHERE. It's like no matter where you look, no matter where you BITE, no matter where you RUN, it's CHOCOLATE right in YO FACE! Heck!&lt;br /&gt;*chocolate monster is coming to gulp me up in one fell swoop... shit! (no literal pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i must apologize to jeanette because i think the mango cake was meant for herself/or weiting? and it went to me in the end, because i insensitively said i hated chocolate cakes in her face. man, i need to put more thought into speech before i enunciate stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so guys and gals of o8s3o1, love u lots and THANKS so much for a wonderful and fun birthday celebration! (could i be speaking on behalf of the other two birthday kiddos as well? Probably!) it almost looks like my second best birthday celebration ever! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cool, my mum just shoved $fifty into my hand, guess i can purchase more expensive bags/jeans tomorrow or onwards~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap: i happened to recall Grace telling us about how she vomitted FOURTEEN times after stuffing herself with too much FOOD! And the bile-lish waste of vomit happened to be egested from the mouth, intact with strands of undigested NOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it was interesting to imagine that happening, (sorry grace) so much for the love of food! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow. I'm pretty lazy tonight to get those miserable photos i have of today, so will be doing an update before saturday. Hope you enjoyed this long-winded post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is it when i wind up my watch is starts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but when i wind up this post it ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7504842803762197380?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7504842803762197380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7504842803762197380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7504842803762197380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7504842803762197380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/birth-day.html' title='birth (day)²'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4517860212377154730</id><published>2009-05-05T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:39:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just random update</title><content type='html'>to update myself for the sake of my records;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA was today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i did better than usual! wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBJ | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;248cm&lt;/span&gt; | B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull-ups | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 reps&lt;/span&gt; | A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.3s&lt;/span&gt; | A  (Not my best though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit ups | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43 reps&lt;/span&gt; | A  (Never gone this high before!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit 'n' reach | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41cm&lt;/span&gt; | C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:56min&lt;/span&gt; | B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I totally can't wait for friday~&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get some jeans and a new bag and.. probably a mug! HYEEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgAHv_WBwZI/AAAAAAAAA24/-1FGcCb_nUU/s1600-h/P050509_17.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgAHv_WBwZI/AAAAAAAAA24/-1FGcCb_nUU/s200/P050509_17.30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332270479845736850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update, my new shooting-tee's on the top left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4517860212377154730?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4517860212377154730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4517860212377154730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4517860212377154730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4517860212377154730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-random-update.html' title='just random update'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SgAHv_WBwZI/AAAAAAAAA24/-1FGcCb_nUU/s72-c/P050509_17.30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2634733968104174173</id><published>2009-05-04T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:34:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>I read it again. It's so depressing. Miniature me; gargantuan world. Barometer reading's on all time high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its Monday already! Thankfully, i don't suffer from monday blues. Hope this will be a great week, and there's SPA and Math test too. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote: even the library has identification screening in the wake of the H1N1/swine/influenza A thingadoodad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my world revolves around now, and i'm hoping its God. Sounds like "omg hes going religious!!" but i know better. The things i've learnt during Speedlight today was very meaningful. So its time for 'out with the old &amp;amp; in with the new'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think i shall end of this post soon, but wait, i have GP test tomorrow ( i meant today ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xh didnt want to go uniqlo with me *sobs. and studying out didnt turn out well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2634733968104174173?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2634733968104174173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2634733968104174173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2634733968104174173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2634733968104174173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7255355437776190499</id><published>2009-05-01T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:20:40.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh geez,</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i felt like blogging again! Ah, i can't help but think about how TODAY is already the first of May. May. Meaning few more weeks to A levels. Okay, maybe not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few &lt;/span&gt;weeks but you get the idea anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has passed through my mind that i actually, cannot, remember anything interesting for the past 2 weeks. Of course, except the ones i shan't mention here. Maybe heroes probably? It concluded on such an epic note that my brain's dying for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i felt like quoting this from the book i've just finished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What what?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're getting vague lately, it's like asking "Does pain hurt? Is a supernova bright?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get/borrow a new book. I wonder if the library opens on a public holiday.. *wanders off in thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Class party was cancelled as Mr Kwek's feeling unwell. Get well soon, good 'ol PW teacher! Seems like the virulence and influence of this new swine flu epidemic is really hitting hard and swift - seems worse than SARS itself. Is this a sign in Revelations..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up + grins to the new shooting t-shirt. Kudos to Max, Bjorn for the effort they put into helping the whole club create something so tangible and impressive. I wouldn't have the guts to trust my own judgement if i were in their shoes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I'll let someone else handle this t-shirt business... &lt;/span&gt;I would think. But then again, i'm quite so-so proud of my front design, it turned out well with the back design. Of course, as usual and normal as the sun rises from the east to setting in the west, this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucker'&lt;/span&gt;s first comment was "your shirt so gay". I'd be impressed if you could guess who was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished three bad games of dota. And, I'm kinda tired. Stiff shoulders and the like.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing someone as i type. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrTKS40MI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ivGuhYV7BaE/s1600-h/P300409_18.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrTKS40MI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ivGuhYV7BaE/s200/P300409_18.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330550348383310018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrTOCqgfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/mQMyu3nJw3Y/s1600-h/Drawing+Panel_4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrTOCqgfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/mQMyu3nJw3Y/s200/Drawing+Panel_4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330550349389005298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrS5peMUI/AAAAAAAAA2E/IH4VHD_l6TI/s1600-h/random+lolcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sfnp9nfRJ_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/MUtYNQqT4rE/s200/P170409_15.23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330548878751115250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sfnp9cqFzyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yO8BxVlpq54/s1600-h/15042009134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sfnp9cqFzyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yO8BxVlpq54/s200/15042009134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330548875843718946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7255355437776190499?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7255355437776190499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7255355437776190499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7255355437776190499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7255355437776190499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-geez.html' title='Oh geez,'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SfnrTKS40MI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ivGuhYV7BaE/s72-c/P300409_18.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7951437533702758225</id><published>2009-04-26T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:49:24.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a long time since i posted</title><content type='html'>As title says, its has been a really long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping unnaturally for the past week. To that i meant falling asleep while doing my homework or studying for SPA and whatnot. The coffee and tea i'm drinking doesn't seem to be working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more motivation to do my homework and study; can someone teach me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;my birthday is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7951437533702758225?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7951437533702758225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7951437533702758225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7951437533702758225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7951437533702758225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-long-time-since-i-posted.html' title='it&apos;s a long time since i posted'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8834502613508838945</id><published>2009-04-13T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:38:18.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so late.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's really late when i'm typing this. I was doing chem and watching xiao yuan /campus that i forgot about mr Kwek's card! And i'm rushing it now but i DONT HAVE ENOUGH MATERIALS. Some idiot (i forgot who) in the club borrowed my whiteboard marker and did not fukin return me and i dont have a thick marker. I also dont have double side tape which require me to finish in school tomorrow. Shit. I hate saying it, but i really did not plan for this well enough. The previous card i did like last year (xiaohui you know which one im talking about :D) was like swift and nice hehe. This time's, its bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just bookmarked an online t-shirt design competition i'm going to take part (i think?) soon enough. Oh not to mention i owe zheng hui a blog skin. Hm, let me recall if i still owe anyone anything else. Can't think of any currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New songs i'm listening are cool. BY2, has recently released their album, Twins. I have no idea why, but after watching the MV: DNA, in the first scene they apparently smacked their bottoms (or something along those lines). Inoue Joe also has a new album, but haven't really listened to it carefully; they sound rock-ish to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Wed, we're gonna watch sniper! I think that movie should be thumbs up - but of course i have to see it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played captains ball inter-cell with church mates today. Damn tiring but fun and we really bonded. I was playing with jeans, lol. It was also drizzling but the weather was cool enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really think of anything else. I am sooooo fatigued right now. I wonder how am i going to cope tomorrow. Blah, take it easy sam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8834502613508838945?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8834502613508838945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8834502613508838945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8834502613508838945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8834502613508838945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-so-late.html' title='It&apos;s so late.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1992004560871832342</id><published>2009-04-10T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:35:24.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg lethargy go away, come again some other day...</title><content type='html'>Let's make this a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hDjd2W8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/CThQitqiP3U/s1600-h/lg-cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hDjd2W8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/CThQitqiP3U/s200/lg-cookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322728154542267330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;LG COOKIE! My new phone~&lt;br /&gt;Good for-&lt;br /&gt;:Touchscreen&lt;br /&gt;:New! (never got a brand new phone before)&lt;br /&gt;:Little more functions than my previous Samsung&lt;br /&gt;:Very light&lt;br /&gt;:Anti-aliased and nice font!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad for-&lt;br /&gt;:crashing (2 so far)&lt;br /&gt;:poor graphic memory&lt;br /&gt;:difficult to sms&lt;br /&gt;:does not support youtube's MP4 (also known as HQ or HD)&lt;br /&gt;:no wifi access&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, they cancel and nullify each other so in other words: the phone's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hD2qOVrI/AAAAAAAAA0k/m_bV2m-hI4A/s1600-h/Drawing+Panel_0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hD2qOVrI/AAAAAAAAA0k/m_bV2m-hI4A/s200/Drawing+Panel_0.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322728159694444210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The range is sometimes boring. Not because of the lack of guns/people. Its when ms fauzana gives the J1 super long speeches (they aint half bad unlike coach zhang's) i started to doodle on non other than.. my touch screen! turns out to be a humanoid shape thingy with smiley face (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hDq4P2HI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Oi8GHve_fsc/s1600-h/2bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hDq4P2HI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Oi8GHve_fsc/s200/2bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322728156532037746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just damn random.&lt;br /&gt;bags in class.&lt;br /&gt;Tim's and mine.&lt;br /&gt;Played with photoshop's lens blur, since i dont have a DSLR lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1992004560871832342?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1992004560871832342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1992004560871832342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1992004560871832342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1992004560871832342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-lethargy-go-away-come-again-some.html' title='omg lethargy go away, come again some other day...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Sd4hDjd2W8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/CThQitqiP3U/s72-c/lg-cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1133538691383873438</id><published>2009-04-04T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:40:34.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday was fun,fun,fun!!</title><content type='html'>I think fun days happen when you least expect it. Like unexpected, get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;Friday now seems damn boring, but yesterday was really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lessons and stuff, school ended at 12.05; math lecture seems to pass so quickly..&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, hurray! We got our class t shirt thanks to kk bro. Picture coming soon probably. (so i guess it's time to remove -&gt; that text on the right). Many said it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; nice, but some dont get the logo which is a pseudo-s301 ambigram, and some don't like it at all. You know what? WHO CARES. They didnt object the first time i raised it, so it is and never will be my freaking fault. Okay, away from that, i guess everyone abandoned bignic somehow, so i went with him to whitesands to take our lunch at KFC, of course, my sole purpose there was to withdraw a hundred to pay for those who forgot to pay (although i told them 4 days in advance) to pay kk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at school, because we had CCA, the weather was like unsafe radiation burning my flesh from within. I mean, no one's sweating but the weather really was freaking hot. Sizzle.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the only possible place to slack was the air-conditioned library so went there, found a computer workstation, and started reading manga, alt-tabbing everytime a teacher walked past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During shooting, it was not that bad, but it was BORING. we only had 1 pistol so they just had to shoot by taking turns. fortunately someone said why dont we have a competition between the J1s and it was done. there was some good pistol guys and 1 good pistol girl. of course good=weak in comparison to school team, but they are on the right track to success heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cca, we played basketball, in school pants! no teachers were there to catch us hehe. Funniest, and saddest shit all happened during then, like durin basketball. nic loh (delirious and mad by then) was playing basketball when he suddenly dropped and couldn't breathe, and we thought he was kidding but he really couldnt breathe properly, could be due his asthma background, and keng chuan kept making him laugh and choking LOL! and after he recovered, he was exhausted a few more times before the epic finale happened - he let out a SCREAM (like a sissy) probably to get those mugging him away from the ball. it was like 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' in a damn high pitched expulsion of air from the lungs and WE COULDNT STOP LAUGHING because its just so DAMN funny ahahahhaha!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, then i follow kenny and jiayong first to kenny's house then to katong to play pool, since it was kenny's treat as he won nationals lol. I played like 3 games, 2 normal and one 9-ball. my skills was damn rusty and i kept losing like a noob lol, but it was fun watching jiayong who is quite pro sink like consecutively balls. Said he was training for a pool competition.. Then we went for our dinner/supper at a coffeeshop and jiayong immediately called for 3 bottles of carlsberg :O Okay, since he poured some for me (1/3 cup) i just drink it since i was thirsty hahaha. Alright i'm not supposed to drink in the law and in religion but let's just make this one tiny exception for that night. He even said after you 'get high' every sip tastes sweet after that. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as i got home in the last bus 15, i was so freaking tired that my eyelids was half closed even when i was crossing the road. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, well, i just went for SRP in the morning and saw jocelyn and elicia wearing class tee. not bad i must say. LOL heck, i talked to our srp teacher chiew hong about dota lol! quite entertaining, and slept for 5 hours plus when i came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired now anyway, haven't touched any work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1133538691383873438?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1133538691383873438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1133538691383873438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1133538691383873438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1133538691383873438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-funfunfun.html' title='yesterday was fun,fun,fun!!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3374640320145117259</id><published>2009-04-01T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:16:02.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t is for title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SdONuNKKfWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/w-asfWAN95Q/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 65px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SdONuNKKfWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/w-asfWAN95Q/s320/100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319751409800478050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow. One hundred posts after like four years? That's insanely pathetic. Then again, i don't blog about like randomness and my boring life all the time (exceptions exist though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today i discovered that my chemistry failed miserably at 37% (44/120). I define miserable because i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happened &lt;/span&gt;to study for it, and yet it turns out this way. My time management was also a huge problem because i didnt complete section A within the time limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we tried to prank mr ODH (why is it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALWAYS &lt;/span&gt;him) and almost got reprimanded like for REAL. Such unhumourous teachers need a attitude and humour course. Since the government likes upgrading its workers' skills, why not? It helps improve the non-material standard of living for them, colleagues and students! It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely &lt;/span&gt;a positive externality. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are, anyway, currently incurring high opportunity costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with depressing strings and shards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting club - our rifle got 8th, lost to tpjc by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;point, but we pulled it even today with a national pistol men win (unconfirmed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pardon my Singlish from hereafter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this xiaohui arh... tell her never tio the virus but scared over nothing..!! and what's even worse - panicking before a national competition tomorrow!? Aiyooooo. Wonder who's gonna take the 1st individual tomorrow XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3374640320145117259?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3374640320145117259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3374640320145117259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3374640320145117259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3374640320145117259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='t is for title'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SdONuNKKfWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/w-asfWAN95Q/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-899679386207494244</id><published>2009-03-31T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:02:20.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one two three starts with me!</title><content type='html'>Duh. It's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random recollections of today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/cherie got 30 for compo. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/i ran for bus 81 today and heard jingyu calling out, and when we finally sat down, I REALISED SHE HASN'T RECOVERED FROM THE SPRAIN! OMG.. LOL. although, didn't got to see wei ting's 'marathon' hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/my mum just came back from her business trip, and she took us out for dinner.. at Fish&amp;amp;Co! The best fish and chips in town was really good like the name suggests.. that was my second time savouring it. Yum Yum! (No pun intended, dunman peeps who read this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/today's bio lesson was really fun although i dozed off for a few minutes. Discussing and rationalizing questions when mrs ng got a mental block really helps in learning hehehe. Wish chem was like that.. but with stereotypical ong dunhao around, NO WAY. [frown x 100]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant wait &lt;/span&gt;for class t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/html.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-899679386207494244?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/899679386207494244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=899679386207494244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/899679386207494244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/899679386207494244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-two-three-starts-with-me.html' title='one two three starts with me!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-806144298318344254</id><published>2009-03-27T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:44:01.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just felt like filling space. . .</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this post with my pen &amp;amp; tablet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As beforementioned, im just updating to let anyone know that a blog skin is in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; whether or not I'll be using it depends entirely on my whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Still have icons post-mortem tomorrow, so gotta get to bed now. Goodnight, all ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S Race to witch mountain was nice and fairly entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-806144298318344254?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/806144298318344254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=806144298318344254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/806144298318344254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/806144298318344254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-felt-like-filling-space.html' title='Just felt like filling space. . .'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3861732255956750166</id><published>2009-03-24T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:46:03.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march block test</title><content type='html'>After days of studying, even during the holidays, i'm back at square two. Not exactly square one, but startlingly little progress thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to go throught march block tests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, im a person who studies under pressure; more of a last-minuter. I do pray and hope so hard that my parents will not get the phonecall and i do want to harbour this wish that i will pass at least 2 subjects. We'll see how on wednesday, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the organic basics of chemistry. The answers are just so.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;organic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3861732255956750166?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3861732255956750166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3861732255956750166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3861732255956750166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3861732255956750166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-block-test.html' title='march block test'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8830717018554755236</id><published>2009-03-19T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:06:12.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aww.. this' no fun at all.</title><content type='html'>quite the boring day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i came up with this piece of crap/vector/scrap while studying bio. Took me about 30mins of so including inspiration time. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/ScJqyYF4yII/AAAAAAAAAyM/qYYLjHxQz6o/s1600-h/bio-scrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px; padding:4px; border:1px solid #ddd;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/ScJqyYF4yII/AAAAAAAAAyM/qYYLjHxQz6o/s200/bio-scrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314927923943753858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little bit of background info:&lt;br /&gt;the yellow guy there is a restriction enzyme; it cleaves double stranded DNA. its called BamHI or something but i don't really remember. GGATCC palindromic sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He has just had his dinner of 4 hydrogen bonds and 2 peptide linkages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8830717018554755236?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8830717018554755236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8830717018554755236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8830717018554755236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8830717018554755236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/aww-this-no-fun-at-all.html' title='aww.. this&apos; no fun at all.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/ScJqyYF4yII/AAAAAAAAAyM/qYYLjHxQz6o/s72-c/bio-scrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6512054907170081195</id><published>2009-03-19T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T03:33:07.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had to make this post before [zzz]..</title><content type='html'>Today i saw something absolutely funny to the bone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in bus 81, when i happened to catch sight of this old man with some groceries he'd bought over at the market area. He then jaywalked to the centre (duh, who doesn't) where there was this green metal FENCE.&lt;br /&gt;So like the rest of the people in the bus - apparently the bus was stalled there (jams and board/alight) - so we thought he was going to  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;climb over the fencing &lt;/span&gt;as he placed his stuff over the fence already. My thought processes was like : "Oh my god is he going to make it climbing over the fence?" and this UNBELIEVABLE THING HAPPENED!!?&lt;br /&gt;HE SLID RIGHT THROUGH THE FENCE AND I WAS LIKE WTF?!?&lt;br /&gt;NO SERIOUSLY HE WENT RIGHT THROUGH IT!!&lt;br /&gt;Just as... he 'squeezed through' like a cat, the truth dawned upon me! There was one metal piece (fencing?) missing from the whole stretch. NO WONDER HE COULD GO THROUGH!&lt;br /&gt;But amazingly his head could go through too! And i thought he was some human-cat.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB UNCLE! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stupid things do happen to me, again. I received a call from this unknown number when i was studying in school, and a husky voice was looking for me. Then i was like is this wrong number? Who are you? What are you looking for? And then: a voice said "justin". I asked, ermm which justin? Then he said YOUR BROTHER LAH! I was totally bursting out in laughter for goodness sake.. LOL! Man! i can't even recognise my brother.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and something further random;&lt;br /&gt;there was like lots of bird shitting on the path i was walking today, and one of them happened to look like the quincy's bow. like that cool web-looking shape. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while i was at the salon's, a radio channel was making fun of this guy who stole the cortina watches. He alledgedly surrended the stolen goods in thailand. ?_? what was he thinking dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, im tired and i would need the good night sleep i desire.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite productive, i would say. Ah-tchoo! Air con's kinda colddd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6512054907170081195?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6512054907170081195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6512054907170081195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6512054907170081195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6512054907170081195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-to-make-this-post-before-zzz.html' title='i had to make this post before [zzz]..'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7518819783328680980</id><published>2009-03-18T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:41:25.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>largely unproductive, fruitless, bootless day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Winamp KEEPS crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a transvestite on youtube today. GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blew two dollars on bubble tea; blueberry cooler &amp;amp; peach snowshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pass Math and Chem lecture test 2 to jingyu today, and her mother insisted she bought food for me. She injured her LEG previously and did not sit for the GP exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Alert 3: Uprising is out! Soviet campaign is fun; hammer tanks ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing sit ups lately. Would my abs DEGENERATE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Heroes today. Where's the action man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught my brother english (quite ineffectively, actually). Haven't been doing that for a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted math questions today; something i DREAD the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think it is, but it's psychological. Check back another time. *brainwave-shock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[0]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. That's All Folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you (didnt) enjoy this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7518819783328680980?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7518819783328680980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7518819783328680980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7518819783328680980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7518819783328680980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/largely-unproductive-fruitless-bootless.html' title='largely unproductive, fruitless, bootless day'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8134322461463044995</id><published>2009-03-16T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:20:28.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>94th post;</title><content type='html'>Firstly, i neeeeeeed to mention about my brand new mousepad i bought for $5! At comics connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://multiplay.lowyat.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/221008wotlkrazer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 202px; padding:4px; border:1px solid #ddd;" src="http://multiplay.lowyat.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/221008wotlkrazer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AWWWWWESUMMMM!!! i love it! It's razor's goliathus material which is so smooth! and not to mention i still love WoW heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GP was alright today, i guess. I hope i can get B and maintain my streak! hehehe.. but of course, this means i will burn a hole in my pocket too x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the start of holidays.. but i'm not in the mood for hardcore gaming.. etc and all. I'd rather study, but i need to plan properly (like duh?) else, i'll end up... in the slaughterhouse like pigs! (Actually no relevance; maybe i need some char_siew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random short-term plans:&lt;br /&gt;1) Buy skinnyjeans (white/grey/light __),&lt;br /&gt;2) Buy a nice jacket/cardigan&lt;br /&gt;3) Buy fitting-cut long sleeve shirt..? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;4) Start over PnC and Probability tutorial from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;5) Read a good book (A really GOOD one at that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, its study/sleep time; i really can't make up my mind. (lipstick, perhaps?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8134322461463044995?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8134322461463044995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8134322461463044995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8134322461463044995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8134322461463044995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/94th-post.html' title='94th post;'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3431437958609678404</id><published>2009-03-14T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:20:07.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for xiaohui.</title><content type='html'>in case you ever need this, took me only 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbvHl_dA1_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ncjhRkm2NLA/s1600-h/TPJChoodie_bold.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px; padding:4px; border:1px solid #ddd;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbvHl_dA1_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ncjhRkm2NLA/s200/TPJChoodie_bold.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313059640915843058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbvHlA__XQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IxXPUVx9bCc/s1600-h/TPJChoodie_simple.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px; padding:4px; border:1px solid #ddd;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbvHlA__XQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IxXPUVx9bCc/s200/TPJChoodie_simple.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313059624151112962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3431437958609678404?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3431437958609678404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3431437958609678404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3431437958609678404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3431437958609678404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-xiaohui.html' title='for xiaohui.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbvHl_dA1_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ncjhRkm2NLA/s72-c/TPJChoodie_bold.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-9149763254340054640</id><published>2009-03-13T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:37:00.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of term one.</title><content type='html'>As usual, it was pretty much like the thursdays we get, except for GP being such a rush, and COMPASS was in the hall with the student discussions and all. I mean like, GET A LIFE KIDS. Why does everyone need aircon so desperately?! Are they that spoilt, or are their parents exceptionally rich or what? Talk about airconditioning the whole school would set any school back by a few hundred grand, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we came up with some random thoughts like for me, putting a glass dome around the school and BLOW the interior with air cons. GREAT idea man. it will be like a sheltered school but we all know that's not feasible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better is the highlight of the day: bowling!&lt;br /&gt;Bowling is like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOOOO FUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;my score was about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 102&lt;/span&gt; for the first game and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;120&lt;/span&gt; for the second! i would say i didnt improve much because i had like gutter balls for 2 turns or so. I think christabel was taking many photos but zhenghui hasn't sent me yet. so for now i only have this,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbniKFlFzII/AAAAAAAAAwk/iAhc2o8vj7U/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbniKFlFzII/AAAAAAAAAwk/iAhc2o8vj7U/s200/IMG_1160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312525898384526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was me eating at KFC~ and of course also in picture: karjin and bel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, im going to pull everyone for bowling eheheheh! (esp xh, 2sh and kk; muahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-9149763254340054640?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/9149763254340054640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=9149763254340054640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/9149763254340054640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/9149763254340054640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-of-term-one.html' title='last day of term one.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbniKFlFzII/AAAAAAAAAwk/iAhc2o8vj7U/s72-c/IMG_1160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2172754510688677968</id><published>2009-03-10T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:38:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bio lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of skills to pass every test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taxi drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of drivers gathering around a block to chat and wash their vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of conflict, revelation of truth, and powerful kid and dad; sylar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work desk changed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;of new tables and better organisation for ample space to sit and work comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always thinking of you (:&lt;br /&gt;but you dont have to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2172754510688677968?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2172754510688677968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2172754510688677968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2172754510688677968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2172754510688677968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/bio-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2608561715222294073</id><published>2009-03-09T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:54:14.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's raining.. it's pouringgg.</title><content type='html'>The old man is snoring..? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed.. with a bump on his... STOP! damn nursery rhymes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's raining everyday. Boring. Its cold, sneezy, and cooold. Good for sleeping. Not good for doing work. No-no-no. No really. But march block test coming soon. No excuses, you lousy slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test today, and practically screwed up. Its not even possible to get double digit score.. Stupid NaOH.. Made me lose all my hours of studying. pfftt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school was just fun i guess! Its like jokes and laughter all day long. But the homework's REALLY piling up now and i cannot afford to waste anymore timeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now and i hope there's stuff to blog about soon. heh. (although i have unfinished business D: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2608561715222294073?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2608561715222294073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2608561715222294073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2608561715222294073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2608561715222294073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-raining-its-pouringgg.html' title='it&apos;s raining.. it&apos;s pouringgg.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6961521824027737180</id><published>2009-03-07T02:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:20:46.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's saturday 'morning'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbFyw9j4B0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/ezz4EPH9OV4/s1600-h/msn_dpnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 98px; padding:4px; border:1px solid #ddd;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbFyw9j4B0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/ezz4EPH9OV4/s200/msn_dpnew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310151621130848066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a square picture i made from different sources for my live msgr display picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the end of the week and i havent learnt anything. Seriously. The lack of sleep snowballs and i cant do any of my homework nor assignments at all. Only thing i remembered this week was doing Simple Plans. And of course, rushing the class t-shirt design. And shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But terribly and unfortunately, i havent gotten the incident at school off my mind. THAT incident.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher, malay/indian (i have absolutely no idea) came to me to ask me tuck in my shirt at the back and asking if i was a J1 or J2. Since i was out of hands, i could only manage a small portion to tuck in, then i continued for class. And of all the NERVE, he turned back again and asked me to tuck in ALL. And he said "Are you really J2?" and i followed by a "Do you want my I/C, work and class list for verification?" Such a dawg to waste my time idling around with his wild guesses and wild goose chases.&lt;br /&gt;I'll totally ignore him the next time round. (THERE WON'T BE A NEXT TIME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeap. Got an E for chinese A levels. Dont think i'll be retaking. The 4 manga chapters i read were also awesome. Bleach, D.Gray-man, Liar game &amp;amp; Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I close or am I drifting away? I really can't tell for sure. Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6961521824027737180?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6961521824027737180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6961521824027737180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6961521824027737180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6961521824027737180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-saturday-morning.html' title='it&apos;s saturday &apos;morning&apos;.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SbFyw9j4B0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/ezz4EPH9OV4/s72-c/msn_dpnew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5851364900811499688</id><published>2009-03-02T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:28:41.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Language..</title><content type='html'>Pulled this out from my `07 archives. Laughed when i read it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just face it, English is a stupid language.&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in the eggplant&lt;br /&gt;No ham in the hamburger&lt;br /&gt;And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple&lt;br /&gt;English muffins were not invented in England&lt;br /&gt;French fries were not invented in France&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes take English for granted&lt;br /&gt;But if we examine its paradoxes we find that&lt;br /&gt;Quicksand takes you down slowly&lt;br /&gt;Boxing rings are square&lt;br /&gt;And a guinea pig I neither from guinea nor is it a pig&lt;br /&gt;If writers write, how come fingers don't fing.&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of tooth is teeth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth?&lt;br /&gt;If the teacher taught,&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't the preacher praught.&lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables&lt;br /&gt;What the heck does a humanitarian eat!?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people recite at a play&lt;br /&gt;Yet play at a recital?&lt;br /&gt;Park on driveways and&lt;br /&gt;Drive on parkways&lt;br /&gt;How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day&lt;br /&gt;And as cod as hell on another&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy&lt;br /&gt;Of a language where a house can burn up as&lt;br /&gt;It burns down&lt;br /&gt;And in which you fill in form&lt;br /&gt;By filling it out&lt;br /&gt;And a bell is only heard once it goes!&lt;br /&gt;English was invented by people, not computers&lt;br /&gt;And it reflects the creativity of the human race (which of course&lt;br /&gt;isn't a race at all)&lt;br /&gt;That is why&lt;br /&gt;When the stars are out they are visible&lt;br /&gt;But when the lights are out they are invisible&lt;br /&gt;And why it is that when I wind up my watch&lt;br /&gt;It starts&lt;br /&gt;But when I wind up this poem it ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5851364900811499688?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5851364900811499688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5851364900811499688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5851364900811499688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5851364900811499688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-language.html' title='English Language..'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-563453559299760629</id><published>2009-03-01T02:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:40:59.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done.</title><content type='html'>You guys must be thinking, wow i finally changed my skin from the old half-hideous one. Well, im glad i changed it too.. it was quite an image-spoiler. (I have a reputation to maintain xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today has nothing much to mention.. SRP, and the likes. Oh and i made you wait at the bus stop today (or yesterday; it's 2am).. Sorry xiaohui! And a planned swimming trip also got cancelled due to bad weather. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shall talk about Windows Live Messenger 2009! It rocks, has eye-candy, and has some cool functions. For those who hasn't upgraded, please do so wakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;some screenshots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SamFClBfB6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/LzeERvyxL-Q/s1600-h/live1009chatwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SamFClBfB6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/LzeERvyxL-Q/s200/live1009chatwin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307919915177412514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SamFCfEO3kI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Evjmvi-CGGY/s1600-h/live2009window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SamFCfEO3kI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Evjmvi-CGGY/s200/live2009window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307919913578323522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think naruto manga deserves a special mention. IT IS THE MOST AWESOME AND EPIC CHAPTER SO FAR! THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY DAY (YESTERDAY)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Anything thing else and comments would go into the tagboard i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;/gloat: people have started visiting shooting blog! ehehe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-563453559299760629?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/563453559299760629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=563453559299760629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/563453559299760629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/563453559299760629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/03/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SamFClBfB6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/LzeERvyxL-Q/s72-c/live1009chatwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4331795301846809818</id><published>2009-02-26T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:59:40.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coooooooooool!</title><content type='html'>OHHHHHH MYYYYYYY GOSSSSSSSH!&lt;br /&gt;today is awesome and rock-on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was just a medium of passing time.. i was actually waiting for 11.15am to set off to yishun safra! yeeeeahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by KFC for lunch, and trudged along to safra. Heh, thankfully it was not my first time there, if not i'll be in a panic. Actually, i was told to visualise everything in the bus with my eyes closed (!! CONTACTS!!) and i actually did. Seems the part of shooting to control your mind. It was quite unnerving once i got there, but i kept telling myself to treat it like a normal training round, with a tinge of strictness though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all happened so quickly and slowly (! how is that possible!?) but i felt that way, so anyway..&lt;br /&gt;First problem. The pistol. Ms fauzana did NOT assign a gun to me although she said she will. DAMN SLACKER. We had to dig up the "archives" of unused guns, particularly Farshad's old one. The handle fit, but the trigger was extremely looooose. thank god for wenjie who helped me fix up the handle on jasmine's pistol - something like a cool hybrid (chimera?!) - and i dry-fired for about 30 seconds in the weapon storage room (which somehow looks like a damn fake jungle lol). Then wen jie also passed me this pellet storage box, made for rifle shooters i think, and told me to use it. its very cool, because you just pour pellets into it and shake it a little and all the pellets fall upright into the slots! then by releasing the 'hinge' the pellets all pop up and lets you pick them easily to load into your gun wahahah. felt so privileged for having that :) after hanging around for like infinity, the competition kinda unknowingly started. everyone was at their positions and we were dry firing like nobody's business. only THEN did i realised that the guy had just announced that "preparation time had begun". So for the ten minutes of preparation i was sitting on the chair shakin` ma` legs... So right after the word START was mentioned, piak piak piak sounds were already rattling. Those guys just couldnt wait a little while. They just couldnt. Meh, i started moving. The sighters card was already up and waiting like a sitting duck for it to be shot. Oh, the cruelty of guns... Anyway, i loaded up and down..down...down.. and fired a shot. HOLY SHIT. It's like completely off. Like the WHITE area. (less than 6points) Got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;489&lt;/span&gt; for my score. Not too good, not too bad either. Average of 8.15. At least im improving! Im definitely going to take part in the next monthly shoot in March wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Saatl60zSxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/2nSaLLA7JZc/s1600-h/DSC_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Saatl60zSxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/2nSaLLA7JZc/s200/DSC_0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307120077860195090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my first shooting competition experience.&lt;br /&gt;xiaohui is having her detail tomorrow and all the best to her! Too bad i cant spectate as its in the morning. A pic of me in mj shooting jacket as the post was too long and boring. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4331795301846809818?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4331795301846809818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4331795301846809818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4331795301846809818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4331795301846809818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/coooooooooool.html' title='coooooooooool!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/Saatl60zSxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/2nSaLLA7JZc/s72-c/DSC_0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1605268761784403456</id><published>2009-02-25T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:48:38.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop tracking my posts!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;*points furiously at GP essay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS. IS. BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;twenty-eight outta fifty.. (28/50)     equals     FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, shooting competition tomorrow AND bio test. I hope none of them will be negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;external circumstances.. i just can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drift away from reality, boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1605268761784403456?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1605268761784403456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1605268761784403456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1605268761784403456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1605268761784403456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-tracking-my-posts.html' title='stop tracking my posts!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8691799333942283966</id><published>2009-02-21T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:41:47.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring would not describe it, sapping can</title><content type='html'>despite sleeping at 10.30pm last night, (my earliest in 2 years) i still felt energy-sapped (no guys, not brain sap) but still pulled through, till now!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amazing huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like somehow i naturally woke up at 6am like i have been doing so for a few years, but in reality, its not. Why you ask, when we're supposed to assemble at 7.15am? Here's why, my last stupid pair of contact lens (left) tore into 2 on thursday morning. Like 'omg'. So i opened the next monthly pair and wasted like 20 minutes in total putting them on. Unfortunately my maid HASN'T woken up yet, so i had to make my own bread and drink. Pfft. (See samuel you're relying too much on the maid! Time to get cracking already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road race: came in 68th. Although felt as though we ran &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less &lt;/span&gt;than 4.3km. Was panting like a dawg and muscles seemed like they were starting to cramp and couldnt hold me any longer - the aftereffect of pushing myself over my limit. I told myself i cannot stop AT ALL so i just ran. Kinda stupid right? What if i i vomitted after the race? What if i collapsed? Actually, it wont happen as far as i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after me and (big) nic gathered enough people to head back to dunman for care &amp;amp; share day, WOOH BAZAAR, i cycled there only to realise how there was NO other meridian there. Oh, the humiliation. but as least i got spending tickets from my bro manning the dodgeball booth. Teachers we met on the way: ms thong, ms yeo, mr lew, ms lim (just walked past), mr lee (i wouldn't count ms kwek(sp?), and mrs fong! thats sufficient to feel nostalgic haha. dunman leaves many good memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well right to evening, i sat under the stars and had this what you WOULDNT call a "picnic" (sorry bignic) and trying to see red stars until i really saw stars x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three tests in the upcoming week, hope i can find the motivation to ace all of them, and ADDITIONALLY, a competition on thursday. Yeah man we better beat the better team and kick them out of school team wahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;(I'm evil and impossible lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh so up till here i'll sign off and a warm and cosy goodnight to myself (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8691799333942283966?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8691799333942283966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8691799333942283966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8691799333942283966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8691799333942283966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiring-would-not-describe-it-sapping.html' title='tiring would not describe it, sapping can'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2470451717603724526</id><published>2009-02-14T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:35:32.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>veh-luh-tines' day</title><content type='html'>what a spoiler - going back to school for SRP during v-day. well at least lesson's fun with.. hmm what's the ex-student name? oh well. the 3 of us SRP students went west plaza for lunch.. someone has to eat vegetarian lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had something weird as well. it was like some wild passing game (wild goose chase, probably). so xh rang me up it went like that:&lt;br /&gt;gen didnt get the flowers zixiu made.&lt;br /&gt;the last person i gave it to was kubzorz, so.. "i heard from zixiu through xiaohui and wondering if you did pass the paper flowers to gen". man! such complication..&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: SO ITS ACTUALLY GEN WHO SOMEHOW MISPLACED IT OR SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had "candlelit dinner" with family tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblcVoWzGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BxRQE3g_yTs/s1600-h/P2110272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblcVoWzGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BxRQE3g_yTs/s200/P2110272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302677886280846434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblbySxGgI/AAAAAAAAAug/wdzKfZcIzOY/s1600-h/P2110276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblbySxGgI/AAAAAAAAAug/wdzKfZcIzOY/s200/P2110276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302677876795054594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblbmYEdvI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4be-m-bp1Gw/s1600-h/P2110273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblbmYEdvI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4be-m-bp1Gw/s200/P2110273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302677873596069618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2470451717603724526?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2470451717603724526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2470451717603724526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2470451717603724526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2470451717603724526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/veh-luh-tines-day.html' title='veh-luh-tines&apos; day'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZblcVoWzGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BxRQE3g_yTs/s72-c/P2110272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4032086641003597196</id><published>2009-02-13T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:31:34.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angels&amp;mortals</title><content type='html'>..more like angels and demons (hint to dan brown's awesome novel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was official valentines' day in school, and the hype was really huge. just the day before, nicholas told me there were tons of mj students thronging the malls to get a gift for their mortals, which is mortally sinful! (in no way or the other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever my angel is out there, i dont give a hoot that you didnt give me my present. after all, its the spirit of giving, not receiving. everyday's gonna sound like christmas now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZWEzCCDCxI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kd7lheiiy1k/s1600-h/edited-angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZWEzCCDCxI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kd7lheiiy1k/s200/edited-angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302290148552280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and i actually kind of enjoyed our class angel mortal game because.. i got this cute and adorable keychain! LOL although i burnt a hole in my pocket giving. Thanks cherie! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i returned a gift with a gift today to xiaohui after both our shooting training. apparently, hers was much more fun (i concluded this after seeing the boredom of the new orientation schedule).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta rush out bio srp assignment now, so i conclude this post for tonight. goodnight peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4032086641003597196?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4032086641003597196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4032086641003597196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4032086641003597196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4032086641003597196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/angels.html' title='angels&amp;mortals'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SZWEzCCDCxI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kd7lheiiy1k/s72-c/edited-angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4334100899940345113</id><published>2009-02-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:29:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it rained today</title><content type='html'>okay... apart from raining today, it was quite hectic and somewhat tiring... DONT GUESS - CCA RECRUITMENT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we held one on monday and it was no surprise at the number of people who wanted to participate in the trials! i mean, even if our club held the lowest profile, did not wear our shooting jerseys, did not put up a notice, i feel that there would still be a steady inflow of participants who want to try out. it's just that intruiging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did like teaching, but today i had to break that record. i taught the most number of pistol shooters who wanted to try and it was fun! fun because... i taught them thoroughly, unlike how my seniors taught me - they actually left me to myself - and on equal grounds, everyone had a chance to join our club! stuff like: the gun's relationship(targetting mechanism), how to load the ammo, standing position, and where to aim. many other tips spilling here and there as well.&lt;br /&gt;Consdiering i wasn't a very good shooter, i felt bad teaching them. why? because i might've taught them the wrong things or did not correct them which would deprive them a chance or disadvantage them in joining the cca. on top of that there were a few girls who wanted to try the air pistol.. and being the only lane with a pistol.. i got to teach them! *hint-hint* haheha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i better start on craft now... till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4334100899940345113?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4334100899940345113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4334100899940345113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4334100899940345113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4334100899940345113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-rained-today.html' title='it rained today'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4694306882790927892</id><published>2009-02-09T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:06:33.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog skin to be changed</title><content type='html'>man! been busy lately with stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, (and proudly,) i am done with the shooting blog: take a peek &lt;a href="http://mjcshooting.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. [pls dont tag anything]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was also my brother's birthday celebration! its the first time ( i think) that we invited so many people, my mum student care the "student-teachers" and some other kids, along with my granparents, aunts and cousins. there was SELFMADE popiah and sushi so if you wanted, you DIY. what a sad excuse for not cooking xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bio SRP yesterday and was doing chem and trying to find some points for GP but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, also talked to the "student-teacher" called joreen, from choir. graduated already from mjc though (07A302). we were like talking about many stuffs, teachers, exams, tips :x, and off-topic as well. unfortunately our PW results will only come out late Feb/early March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. its like 2am now so i gotta go. another time perhaps. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4694306882790927892?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4694306882790927892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4694306882790927892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4694306882790927892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4694306882790927892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-skin-to-be-changed.html' title='blog skin to be changed'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2538111585076367802</id><published>2009-02-04T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:07:27.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairly decent day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looking-searching for change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but its always out of range;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as mundane as it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd like to make one wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you come and go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost ever with gusto;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inducing warmth, smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over the long miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i reckon the prospects are low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think the answer is no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart wants not to forgo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoping for a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. a pretty lame attempt at poetry: DONT flame please.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel like making things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt;. obviously for no rhyme or reason! =__= It sounds damn emo though. But the truth is it was completely random. i just thought of end words and strung them together.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i only feel like bringing up today's shooting training (probably because i forgot everything else) we had to take photos to decorate the cca board. 2 photog members came over to help us take photos, and guess whose idea was it to trouble them x) then again it was fun, because we went all the way into the card-dock area to take photos - it was prohibited to step in; precautional measures - so it felt funny and exhilarating(?).. so i was kinda made to squat/kneel in front and the teacher ms fauzana suddenly cut in between me and this guy! upon turning behind, all were girls! WOW, i became and instant outcast! and they were squeezing and stuff and i didnt even know who were behind me, like WHAT? hey, but at least i got to train for fifteen minutes after all the trials by the students. i was told *secretly* that they werent good, just desperate to enter mj as they got posted to some not-so-good school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hey. no more gossiping, and on top some real issues. talking about issues, my BIO and CHEM test has MAJOR issues. hell, i hope i dont fail 'em because i would really look bad with an F (OH COOL MR ONG DOESNT LIKE THE LETTER 'U').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, i'm getting more optimistic about everyday then the gloom and doom that i used to dwell on because i couldn't (and wouldn't) catch up with my work. well, i think that would conclude my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S at least it doesnt look so boring like some recollection of today hehe. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2538111585076367802?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2538111585076367802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2538111585076367802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2538111585076367802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2538111585076367802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/fairly-decent-day.html' title='fairly decent day'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1397249932735198358</id><published>2009-02-02T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:28:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most boring. ever.</title><content type='html'>I dont think i have ever made the most boring post ever.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up, washed up, put on my contacts, got changed and went to church. Following that i had lunch at the coffee shop around big bookshop (tamp west) and bought some toiletries. Next, i went home to do some homework and played 2 dota games in total. Apparently the homework i did was actually redundant but i did it nonetheless. I helped my mum cook curry chicken where you dip the fat-bread in it (not baguette) and watched television. well, after some net browsing, and here i am to conclude THE MOST BORING POST EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, thanks for reading, because you just freaking wasted about 1.5 minutes of your lives. Good luck with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S competing with J1s for the bus tomorrow, gotta be early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1397249932735198358?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1397249932735198358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1397249932735198358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1397249932735198358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1397249932735198358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-boring-ever.html' title='most boring. ever.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3555573747759504364</id><published>2009-01-24T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:15:48.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose</title><content type='html'>I suppose i'm supposed to blog due to the people who check back here. That sounds like an obligation.....! *frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Spent the past day designing the new class t-shirt. Of course i took a 4 hour nap in between.. can't blame me. i was not supposed to sleep with my contact lens on! Bleargh. Now i have no excuse to sleep during lectures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;and that leads to me not being able to get a new blogskin up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be that i'm sentimental? because today - for a while - i was thinking. of my birthday, of cycling trips, of dramas, of working, of movies, of cards, of cycling-accidents, of watching from afar, of holding back, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of ham sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i don't have the tendency to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every day is but - a memory etched in the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3555573747759504364?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3555573747759504364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3555573747759504364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3555573747759504364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3555573747759504364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-suppose.html' title='I suppose'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6229156238085459246</id><published>2009-01-21T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:52:40.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`lil round up of events</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hullo&lt;/span&gt;toyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished &lt;the&gt;[The Reapers]. to be honest, it's interesting. to be brutally frank, it sucks. and no, it's not because of the protagonist being a black! the action is mediocre and paltry.. STOP. i better stop lest it becomes a book review (which in that case i'd rather write in my GP exercise book heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo and next i have some shooting updates (about myself of course)! for today's training, it was a mini competition among us three to see who fills the 3rd slot of the 2 teams for the ntu competition and i won! *ecstasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class board: hope o8s3o1 wins! pls.pls.pls! haha. if you havent seen, then | http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/1/27/699858/classboard.jpg |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family says the target cards stink =.= (so unsupportive, to think i bore with the horrendous smell of heat rubs and garlic rubs almost every other day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently got in touch with my two female cuzzins from my dad's side. one got 6-4 for Olvl and the other went in IP. *jealous-jealous - but they are a tad wild. not to mention random. next meeting will be during chinese new year though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next and ongoing tasks would be to redesign this blog, create an awesome classtee, update the class blog and get the shooting blog up and running before the new batch of J1 comes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not in any order of priority)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As John Gay goes - &lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"We part only to meet again." See you next post!&lt;br /&gt;P.S He's not gay, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/the&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6229156238085459246?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6229156238085459246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6229156238085459246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6229156238085459246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6229156238085459246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/hullo-toyou.html' title='`lil round up of events'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-796358505189711519</id><published>2009-01-17T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:11:16.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack day : guilty.</title><content type='html'>well just like the title says,&lt;br /&gt;i only slacked today. i needed a break anyway. 've been doing homework for the pas few days. and that horrible chem test... with the "PIZZA CHALLENGE" posed by mr ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i went to tm and parkway today.. tm was only while waiting for my brother who cant stop playing l4d. then we got on 31 and straight to PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main reason we're heading there: we got 100 Isetan voucher; tm isetan is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; small.&lt;br /&gt;main places visited in mall - isetan, harvey norman, emperor optics, foodcourt, and the kopitiam outside PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shopped the most in isetan, where i got my belt and shoes (as also in facebook). there was still like 10-20% off most of the stuff anyway (which increases real income of the voucher rofl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SXH08uNGpzI/AAAAAAAAAow/tc2xaqPF3b4/s1600-h/17012009031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SXH08uNGpzI/AAAAAAAAAow/tc2xaqPF3b4/s200/17012009031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292280361169364786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harvey norman, we spent 30 mins playing with the HP Touchsmart and its damn awesome! my father kept asking questions making the guy think we want to buy it. that's damn bad lah. the next television i'm investing in is that PC because you can plug the tv wire into the built in tv-tuner &gt; pure awesomeness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emperor optics, i had actually just wanted to adjust the crooked frame of my glasses.. but my mother suggested i try contact samples. in the end, we ordered contacts; monthly, for 3 months, w/ astig. that set us back 120. ouch. havent gotten them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating is kinda self explanatory, but aiting says she saw me walking past PP siam kitchen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just something random | i was reading my book (the reapers) and one of the paragraphs mentioned google maps. but the "Google" font was exactly like the one in my google homepage. I even thought i saw colours in the text! omg. Proves how pervasive google can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to homework and a nice sleep later for the looooong day ahead of me tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-796358505189711519?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/796358505189711519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=796358505189711519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/796358505189711519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/796358505189711519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/slack-day-guilty.html' title='slack day : guilty.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SXH08uNGpzI/AAAAAAAAAow/tc2xaqPF3b4/s72-c/17012009031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1742506401205999907</id><published>2009-01-15T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:46:56.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its different</title><content type='html'>School is fun; for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, making changes to my lifestyle is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just drowning myself in homework and studying:&lt;br /&gt;smothering other thoughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I feel more enthusiastic yet lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will this improve. Lunar New Year? I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1742506401205999907?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1742506401205999907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1742506401205999907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1742506401205999907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1742506401205999907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-different.html' title='its different'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6424446508218330296</id><published>2009-01-11T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:51:42.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days students dread the most</title><content type='html'>Oh well here we are again. School officially reopens TOMORROW. Don't even know how i had the time to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is i didnt touch any holiday homework and the guilt is eating in.. gnawing.. mauling.. into my conscience. wow. this is 2009 already, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to buck-up and get back into the sprint for the A levels. I'm gotta draw up some plan for studying. And FOLLOW through it at the cost of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again there's always stuff to rant; and my cousin entering the IP is one of them. This chinese new year, it's everyone's turn to shower her with praises and commendations. oh well, i had mine last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: oh, and i realised jk is trying to NOT be a bastard anymore? I was supposed to return him his bio text book today but i didnt go to church so it seems pretty out of the way to go over, but i was planning to do so anyway. Then he called and tell me not to anymore, just return it tomorrow during school!? whoa. kinda first time he outright decided to be concerned for a friend (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's kinda late already, so time to dive back straight into the pile of to-dos. I would suspect school life being boring and stuff, so don't expect me to update that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frequently &lt;/span&gt;anymore. This can be considered as a "swansong"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H.....e.....l.......p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6424446508218330296?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6424446508218330296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6424446508218330296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6424446508218330296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6424446508218330296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/days-students-dread-most.html' title='days students dread the most'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-54223992343802948</id><published>2009-01-10T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:41:28.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if fun could get better, it'd be this!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, welcome to the new blog layout! well, i do know of some haters.. but comments are still welcome nonetheless. it may not look like what my standard can accomplish (hehe) but i sure have a good feeling about it. that's all that matters, i think..? i'll make some changes soon anyways.. and add more music. Tell me if things start overlapping on your monitor. it SHOULD work on internet explorer bleah. just hate cross browser compatibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S oh cool! now my pictures can hit bigger sizes for display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O8S301 chalet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the whole chalet was damn fun and cool ahah! at first (like i always do) i go lethargically but seems i change moods pretty fast lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day_&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn, x100 tiring! Tim and i cycled from my house the park connector ALL THE WAY TO jeannette house at TANAH MERAH there, somehow near mark's house as well. then we ate at some bedok food centre - i had fish beehoon lol. then carrying two ABSURDLY huge bags, one with my lappy + charger and another with clothes, we head off to NSRCC through east coast park area. OBSTACLE: the underpass was a freaking staircase. then after we reached the chalet, it was all the way at the back - unit 22!! omg. moment i got there i sat down like i weighed tons. as you can see here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 398px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3654.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were watching the 9pm show which i had no interest in but it was somewhat entertaining lols. then after the mahjong kias finished we set off for NIGHT CYCLING omg! at first seems very fun but it took us 1.5 hours to cover the distance to changi village! 10+km NO JOKE LEH. we ate nasi lemak there at one plus am haha, bought some stuff and headed back. this time, it was insanely torturous LOL. we chiong back like at max speed and timing how fast we COULD actually travel. we only took 45 minutes to reach back this time due to all our sore butts and aches! ironic as it is. time we got back i shower and hit the bed straight while the rest played and copy hmwk till like 7am in the morning. absolutely unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3693.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see? still playing at 10-11+ am lols. (notice shot so clear that u can see martin's tiles xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i actually forgot what happen in between but anyway more pple came later and i was playing PS2 that zhenghao brought. Luckily i stayed in and not went out to the playground, because the food came like damn early, well before 4pm (the stated time). damn driver gave me 3.50 in coins.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;by the time everyone came back, woo! it was time to set up the barbeque! warning: many photos below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3701.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 2 lame photographers taking each other hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me test-run the flames of hel... i mean the heat of charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3698.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;genuis me using the styrofoam cover to fan the coal with 10x efficiency (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 324px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3760.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;karjin and i heating up the pineapple rice.. guess someone got hungry :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3756.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cooks and chefs of the day! oh and btw food was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3861.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 400px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3900.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3885.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3870.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 601px; height: 400px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 399px;" src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/IMG_3916.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group photos before everyone left (excluding 6)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day everyone woke up groggy and tired.. then we packed up and set off after the housekeeper found a missing spoon and charged a dollar over for it. then we paid the chalet bill and cycled and took cab to bedok inter respectively to eat our BRUNCH at 11am plus and then we cycled back using the mrt track's route except when we reached simei and it wont go across any further.. then we went past the metta route and downwards to tampines while dropping by weiting house to pass her PINK COLOUR bottle which was actually red. and then home sweet home! ahh i love my pillow and bolster hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-54223992343802948?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/54223992343802948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=54223992343802948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/54223992343802948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/54223992343802948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-fun-could-get-better-itd-be-this.html' title='if fun could get better, it&apos;d be this!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll271/hozhui/08S301%20Chalet/th_IMG_3654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-237063722589210113</id><published>2009-01-10T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:35:49.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my earphones so very much!</title><content type='html'>Since the day i left my earphones at martin's house, i could totally use up one blog post saying how much i love it! I mean like since the day in Sec 2 when i started listening to music as a... passion probably? (Oh my god, reference reference!!) I mean chinese pop is the lurves &lt;3! first song i ever liked was 豆浆油条 dou jiang you tiao! Cool right? Nah. not for some of you chinese music haters haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i mean drowning myself in music, fav music in fact, is so calming (even if its hard rock, ironically). My earphones help me in this, because its in-ear noise isolating earphones from SONY! YEA. fifty eight dollars wont go wasted i assure you. oh ya, not to mention my 99 bucks mp3 player with amazing bass boost! anyone wants to try? you can definitely tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the point, being without music for TWELVE days is so boring and mundane. now that i have music enjoyed straight into the ears, wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Academy Is..&lt;br /&gt;2. Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;3. Show Luo Zhi Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now. might update about class chalet soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-237063722589210113?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/237063722589210113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=237063722589210113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/237063722589210113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/237063722589210113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-my-earphones-so-very-much.html' title='i love my earphones so very much!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8293321897911659971</id><published>2009-01-01T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:01:40.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memorable recollections!</title><content type='html'>in retrospect over the past two or three days, it was most enjoyable and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;29-30th: Adam Khoo Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually mark agreed to come with me to this training ( BUT HE DIDNT; SCREW YOU MARK) because we wanna become coaches! cool. like those helpers we saw in dunman adamkhoo workshop last time round. pays not bad at all, in-school programme: $8/hr, primary school kids outdoors (3 day camp) is $170 + $20 for full completion! sounds &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucrative&lt;/span&gt;... but when i become a certified coach, i will want to help out in the real superkids/i am gifted so are you camps... $400 hahaha. okay but we're expected not to do it for the money. its the passion actually, but i have none of it! i'm only into helping others, not like be a role model etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the first day, i went into the room and all i saw was unfamiliar faces, foreign, and feeling alienated. i heard they were mainly sec 4's who finished their O's. man im so outcasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*busy&amp;amp;distracted got forced to eat my tea break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay where did i stop.. there.&lt;br /&gt;the program was actually the same as what dunman covered last time but they did include pointers when working with kids. for example, you must learn the techniques so that you can show the kids something, or do not let them outsmart you or do it faster than you. Oh and the lamest thing was we had to do forfeits for using the banned words like; i dont know and stuff.. and the punishment was spasms WTF lol. but the cool thing was after that training, my mum had managed to get free tickets to bedtime stories as she was once a coach there as well, and through some links, our whole family could watch it haha. it was moderately funny, little touching and most of all enjoyable! it's an easy plot but (almost) full of fun when things get ironic(?) because it doesnt turn out as how'd you expect. we ate and i reached home AT TEN MINUTES TO TWELVE (not 5 minutes to midnight though.) and i showered and hit the bed straight!! omg exhaustion is really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i set off at 7.55am as usual and reach there 5 minutes earlier, but what the hell. all those kids were already there.. its like the quote from the movie coach carter: training starts at 11, but as of 10.55 you are already late! grrrrumbles. that day was damn funny as you would expect. this trainers name was Jeff Tan Jack Foo!! WTH? is his name JEFF OR JACK?? LOL people even call him TAUFOO(TANFOO) and JACKFRUIT (JACKFOO) hahahaha. even better the hotel staff once called him: Hello, Mr Jeffjack! lol that was hilarious. but through that he conveyed that we do remember extraordinary things.. and oh, thhe 20 word list which i haven't forgotten hahaha. statue, encyclopaedia, crown, hyperbola, etc... on and on.. and we also did speed reading and stuff that we did before..but the hard fact to swallow was that there was going to be a test at the end of the training to see if you qualify for the coach job! O-M-Geeee. the question was like draw any kind of whole brain notes to summarise the whole coach training.. then i was like..wtf? do i draw a mindmap with everything in or do i draw some and write some in point form? But heck, most people were as clueless as me, i rather do something and have something to hand in than to say i give up or whatnot. so at night, after the whole thing, we exchanged email addresses and handphone numbers.. (gosh, i didnt ask the girls for handphone number.. so paiseh LOL) then i proceeded to the chalet where after showering, i dropped dead on the bed again and slept like a pig head until 11am haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;2009 Countdown Party @ Downtown east D'marquee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ was fun! okay i admit.. fun because i didnt need to cook anything.. i was busy playing psp and com haha. then we put our stuff down at the chalet. sorry peoples i didnt invite anyone.. thought it would be boring =_=.. my bad. okay then we like went to the tentage area. first thing was.. walao! security was damn tight there. there was the airport that kind of gate, then a full body metal scan.. then my belt kena wth.. then i need to take off my belt!!!!!! ARGGGHHH lucky my pants wont drop LOL.. first thing we got in was like some indian guy singing.. the segments went like this after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;indian guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chen diya&lt;/span&gt;! - :o cool she sang songs from liu li yang, and 2 other pple which i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 finalists from some random crap shit competition&lt;/span&gt; - truth is, they suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some 4 rappers which suck pretty bad&lt;/span&gt; - rapping about downtown east WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then was this english band&lt;/span&gt; - which no one gave a HOOT about them.. the lead singer was talking to himself LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 china gals&lt;/span&gt; - which sang i dont know what but sounds alright.. wesley was saying one of them looks old.. like an AUNTY omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The winning band from suria Anugerah&lt;/span&gt; - sorry forgot the name; but something FINALLY worth listening to! They sang like wake me up when sep ends, about a girl (WOOO!!!), and some other songs and malay songs.. but they were good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wu zhong ming!&lt;/span&gt; - the one who sang the duet in 心愿便利贴 ! and he's from xing guang bang 2 finalists! heard he's also cao ge's tu di lols. he sang well but u could sense his nervousness hahaha but he did mention after he was damn nervous cause it was his first time in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best segment so far: gary cao ge!&lt;/span&gt; - he sang top picks of his songs and he was like giving away his adidas jacket, balloons with his sig, and the worst was a TOWEL FULL OF HIS SWEAT LIKE ROFL! and some artard took it haha xD it was like only during this segment when everyone started standing up ( i mean it was a damn PARTY but everyone was sitting down) and there were alot of girls and some guys who were big fans of cao ge getting up front. people were filming, snapping pix and many other stuff till u could smell another's sweat and the litter and dirty shit that was on the floor. and then; the BIG COUNTDOWN! it was grand and booming to welcome in the TWO-O-O-NINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to sum it allllllllllllllllll up..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish everyone a splendidly GREAT 2009 and best wishes in the year ahead, in all aspects and endeavours! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8293321897911659971?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8293321897911659971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8293321897911659971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8293321897911659971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8293321897911659971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2009/01/memorable-recollections.html' title='memorable recollections!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-991070943777167008</id><published>2008-12-28T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:51:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>church day!</title><content type='html'>today was g-r-e-a-t; great! although i had to wake up at 8am in the morning, and the situation looked kinda bleak, (why? because i saw only 4 cell group members and i though "how the hell are we going to play captain's ball with 5 people?") but we met up with the other cell group somewhere further up, and slowly, the latecomers slowly packed behind us as we were walking to the park, somewhere around the interchange street soccer court. as we got there, i was still fumbling with the rules. a ping pong ball? o.o a volleyball as well?  oh, so the game was to be played concurrently with BOTH a pingpong and volleyball. the point system changes after every interval so scoring the pingpong might give you more points this round but next round might lead to the team's defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with these in mind and arms ready to play, we formed teams by drawing lots. boys and girls evenly. guess who was the organiser? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;cocky girl. i was like omg, but oh well... i was supposed to play attacker, but in less than 10 minutes i was swapped to defender haha. i TOLD YOU GUYS, i told you. so i was better at jumping and hitting the shit outta other people's hands lol. the moment i got out to pick a ball, someone would shoot and i'd get blamed slightly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c'mon guys its just a game&lt;/span&gt;. i think no one likes to hear the in-betweens anyway, i'll skip it. hold your horses! something happened during the game: i tried jumping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;high and my specs flew off, and fell on the floor. the poor thing got stepped by someone whom i COULDNT SEE and when i picked it up, the string which holds my lens to the frame got torn and the right lens GOT CHIPPED. that was enough to screw my day up!! and to think i still had to go to church later on.... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at church i was squinting and straining so hard to see the lyrics during worship, and when i thought it couldnt be worse, they showed A VIDEO. omg! hadn't i suffered enough?? that forced me to use the unattached lens on one hand to sneek as much as i could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. i now understand how important our sight is to us... one day without specs is like hell. the world seems so blur and dim to me that the only faces i can see are blanks, like animated stick men. *angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unable to withstand the torment any longer. i knew i HAD to repair this little tool for my eyes, to see the light (no pun intended). went down to simei eastpoint: emperor optics (since i got it from there, they would know how to fix it real fast) in less than 15 minutes. weirdest thing ever, the lady told me they would need some time to repair it, and asked me to TAKE A WALK AND WINDOW-SHOP. seriously, LOL. the worst thing is; I TRIED. and i couldnt see a damn thing! i went to giordano and tried to look for berms but i realised soon that they were displaying mostly LADIES stuff. and i went to IPZONE and tried to look at jeans but they looked all the same to me! i couldnt even tell the black from blue colours. last resort, i went back in and asked if i could sit down and wait. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... and it was done! i even had the guy adjust every little minor detail like the looseness and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off with the nonsensical details. its boring to read them anyway. but this is just a online web log so i dont care! i ate nice tofu for dinner + omelette + veg/mushies + bubble tea from 'that mini cafe' because yumyum was closed unfortunately. i have to wake up at seven tomorrow so i gottta sleep right now and goodnight, and adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-991070943777167008?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/991070943777167008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=991070943777167008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/991070943777167008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/991070943777167008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/church-day.html' title='church day!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2717474910906941220</id><published>2008-12-27T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:28:32.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another fun day (yafd)</title><content type='html'>When i first woke up i was sloppy and groggy. i had a mission to accomplish; to pay and get my two pri sch brothers books from school. ONLINE SHOPPING rocks! you know why? ...because when you order online, they get everything ready for you. you just pay and go, like how cash-on-delivery works. lol. no wonder popular followed suit. but there was one thing that bugged me.. the art folio. the aunty knew the art folios were for two guys, and initially there was two green ones. then she said, 我还是换多一个眼色，不然等一下他们吵架。 HUH?! HELLO?! when you change the colours, THEN they will fight! when both are green what can you fight for..? folio condition? the one which smells like perfume? bleah.. warped thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i like fell asleep while charging my phone - i was tired anyway. the bus journey in 28 was like ages to martins house. i fell asleep twice!! what the. usually i would wake up suddenly just before the stop but this.. this was way too long lol. got some curry puffs from tm and then lugged this flat and huge 'thing' along to his house. ok let me try to recall what happened today........ hmm.... err.... arrrr.... eeeeee..... ok i got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i arrived there there was this channel on that was mtv. and i unintentionally found out that 'bleeding love' was this year's top. then we played block catching. that was tiring because i moved around too much and i managed to slip past cherie OMG. that was the funniest ever. i got stuck like at one floor with nowhere to run and i ran right past her to get away? impossible? no, i think... someone is bad at this hahaha. then we went back to reFILL or reFUEL then we played again lol. come to think of it i should have stayed in hiding behind the door for the whole game but i didnt because im sick of getting stuck up there o.o!! after that we played cluedo and i cancelled the clues wrongly which was nonsensical and totally SCREWED UP&lt;br /&gt; sian im getting tired so i think i'll end off here.. i mean there... ya there.. look over there. there. there. here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sudden craving for lasagne! (damn i had to search how to spell it; got it from pizza hut)&lt;br /&gt;i got a damn bruise / swell on my knee due to a mini-fall today&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy stuffs for peopuls still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need......                       a goodnight's sleep right now, this instant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2717474910906941220?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2717474910906941220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2717474910906941220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2717474910906941220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2717474910906941220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/yet-another-fun-day-yafd.html' title='yet another fun day (yafd)'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2535690059765378981</id><published>2008-12-25T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:17:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putting the christ back in christmas!</title><content type='html'>Another year almost passes by. And i see the same problem: a city of 'rushiness' leads to acronyms, short-forms; and the WORST of all, x`mas instead of CHRISTMAS. man, it's christ's birthday! bleh.. the non-christians wont get it (no discrimination intended btw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to the topic. wait a minute, i AM on topic. guess im tired from alot of outings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;since saturday's bbq actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;-sentosa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;-studentcare kids party;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;-family outing to grandparents and vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;-church then e!hub for bowling then christmas celebration &lt;--[today] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;-martin's bdae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;took a photo with my cuz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SVOeT9rVdaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5cyafCGgzBc/s1600-h/SNC00341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SVOeT9rVdaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5cyafCGgzBc/s200/SNC00341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283740853646751138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i got this 30cmx30cm canvas and some decorative paper... eheehhehehe!! im going to make somethink awesome! woo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2535690059765378981?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2535690059765378981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2535690059765378981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2535690059765378981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2535690059765378981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/putting-christ-back-in-christmas.html' title='putting the christ back in christmas!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SVOeT9rVdaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5cyafCGgzBc/s72-c/SNC00341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1896727173778928823</id><published>2008-12-23T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:17:51.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packed-full day with random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>whoo today was just wooow! its a great day and with great peoples none other than fourD! Cool outing at sentosa!! But of course i have the organisers to thank, (which im still not sure whoo) marcus and sihua! hurray for them; without their planning this outing wouldn't have been a success! and of course ALL THE 4D GUYS AND GALS for coming!! YEAAAAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, thanks to wesley also (no sarcasm intended) we got some yummy and cool (i mean.. warm) choc fondue.. homemade! strawberries, bananas, apples, and marshmellows just to top the list. oh man no pix here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oww my last toe is sore and numb. dont worry i'll FIND THE CULPRIT. AND WHEN I DO, you are SO DEAD YOU HEARD ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh one more thing. this is gonna sound absurd and scary but its happening. i recently keep dreaming non stop about this incident.. its really creepy. i keep. dreaming. about. cutting myself. seriously. i like keep cutting my left palm and arm. and what's WORSE. the thing continues every night. I NEED TO SEE A DAMN PSYCHOLOGIST SOON IF THIS CONTINUES. omgawd. it might sound funny BUT YOU BETTER NOT LAUGH!!!!!! cause its real (as in, in my dreams). oh and YOU DO NOT TAKE THIS OUT OF MY BLOG AND QUOTE ME, THANK YOU. i dont want to sound like some crazy emo bastard. oh, did i mention 'bastard'?! now that reminds me.... i have a score to settle. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1896727173778928823?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1896727173778928823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1896727173778928823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1896727173778928823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1896727173778928823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/packed-full-day-with-random-thoughts.html' title='packed-full day with random thoughts...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7477361551097492018</id><published>2008-12-21T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:10:13.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo~ church cell bbq.</title><content type='html'>okay, today was great i must admit. but things weren't so smooth at first of course. when i first paid 10 bucks for this bbq, i was quite enthusiastic about this outing and all. But when i turned up today at ntuc when they're shopping, i got the cold shoulder. LOL not surprising you'ld say, but obviously im the one who shut up for eons. so i tried helping around like unloading and carrying the stuff at checkout. meh, i got a better response then. then my cousin joined us (hoo, 1 person i can talk with). so we kinda took the wrong lift and then we had to wheel that damn cart through the crowded mall, past the shops, isetan and macdonalds lol. as we were heading to the mrt, there's this irritatin and bossy girl in the group who keeps asking the girls not to carry anything AT ALL. okay so what if her school is damn good and she's rich? i thought she was kidding but NO it was for real. so i heck-cared like the rest of the guys (good job guys) since the girls volunteered to carry the light stuff. then off to simei and bus 5 i think. inside the bus, when there was seats, she stuck her leg out like to try to block me, probably for fun, but i ignored it and stepped over it while kicking her leg accidentally. pfft i said NO &amp;amp; I DONT CARE when she asked if i knew i kicked her leg. shit man, some mood-dampener. okay later we bbq-ed twice cause we ran out of food, and 2nd round was coming but the chicken parts were like friggin HUGE i swear it was a big as chicken stuffed to the throat with grain and fed with steroids!!! man!!! heck, i was just exaggerating, but you get the idea... or do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and we played this game, sounds like 'pig' to me (sorry halal readers) its like you pass the cards around until you get four of the same, then you cover your mouths. the last to do so becomes a Level 1 Pig. anytime a 'human' talks to a pig, you lower yourself to that level and become a pig as well! so level 5 are ultimate pigs WOOHOO and i didnt make it there! only the blabbermouth girls did wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, there was just the bbq-ing and the bbq spirit where we all helped to bbq the food, and of course..... MUSHIEMELLOWZ! i ate a hell lot until my teeth went all sticky hehe. so in the end........ i got a free ride home, from my cell group leader, also.known.as my neighbour LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another thing, played one game dota with jerald and it was damn fun. ownage. period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7477361551097492018?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7477361551097492018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7477361551097492018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7477361551097492018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7477361551097492018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo-church-cell-bbq.html' title='woo~ church cell bbq.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4964276276943077614</id><published>2008-12-14T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:29:17.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w-w-w-w-whuttt!?</title><content type='html'>okay so i went collecting newspapers today again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesser people today. only had S301; martin, me, cherie, amanda plus sihoon and her classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring. expecting muscle ache tomorrow. fun nonetheless. found the people very generous towards charitable causes. expect this one guy. he kept kicking a ball around the house and saying he doesn't know that he has old newspapers. b-stard! but also saw two or three chio girls LOL. that wasn't really what i was expecting but, hey! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to student care to supposedly help my mum but ended up chatting and sharing interests with pengsong this new "after-o" guy who's helping my mum out. linkin park and the likes. oh well i guess there's nothing else much to rant/talk about, was also thinking of making a skin from scratch. but still pondering on the theme. i have a good mind of the theme being : adapted from a song, but if you have any other wonderful suggestions, please tell me or tag (i meant fart!) cooool! thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4964276276943077614?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4964276276943077614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4964276276943077614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4964276276943077614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4964276276943077614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/w-w-w-w-whuttt.html' title='w-w-w-w-whuttt!?'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4115987238233842148</id><published>2008-12-10T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:01:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days of happenings</title><content type='html'>i opened a new post, and i havent posted, because i'm waaaay too tired. it's 3.04am now!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back again. Monday was the science centre! Church was giving free tickets to the Magic exhibition held in the science centre and my younger bros took 3 tickets assuming it was 6. So we had to purchase 4 child tickets when we got there. (Notice something fishy here, hehe.) Lucky thing we brought our lunch there: fried rice. So no queuing and spending money on food. It was pretty fun there, and i kinda took a liking to the magic show there. my father says he's one of singapore's top professional magicians! lol. he slipped up twice but it didnt reveal any of his tricks though. man! i thought i could spot some of the tricks used. the exhibition itself was quite average, but i spotted this cool "trick" which actually just makes use of science. First, you see a bronze bowl filled with water. all you gotta do is wet your hands, and rub the handle. then, you'll see something cool! haha. shan't elaborate (maybe cause i dont know how to =p). then we went to see the other normal exhibits, so i was practically teaching my two younger bros about this and that, here and there. the only thing i found new and interesting was the iSPACE area, about information technology and other develeopments and advancements. I also read the stuffs inside nanotechnology and they seems pretty cool (for someone who doesnt take physics..). So we went to IMM after that and my mum went to Daiso for some low-cost christmas shopping, and after a while i took my younger bros and started roaming inside the store. pretty meaningless actually, so i went out shortly to find some seats to rest, and using my tablet. Later on, while passing by popular my mother wanted to sign up members for no idea whom, and it cost me 30 mins of xiao niang re show. oh well nvm, martin filled me in about some really VAGUE details, but i couldnt demand more anyway.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPN3sFtTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/S6_PQVCvIjg/s1600-h/PC050022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPN3sFtTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/S6_PQVCvIjg/s200/PC050022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278235494239810866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPOWewnyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/j-gBb4c9DiY/s1600-h/PC050028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPOWewnyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/j-gBb4c9DiY/s200/PC050028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278235502505402146" border="0" /&gt;tesla coil!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPO_BazcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bmm2AyhBaM8/s1600-h/PC050036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPO_BazcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bmm2AyhBaM8/s200/PC050036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278235513388191170" border="0" /&gt;balloon before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPPNmDjAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cbqIxB-1qOY/s1600-h/PC050037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPPNmDjAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cbqIxB-1qOY/s200/PC050037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278235517299952642" border="0" /&gt;balloon after!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPP89nLVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OsaoC0muIxQ/s1600-h/PC050040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPP89nLVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OsaoC0muIxQ/s200/PC050040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278235530015223122" border="0" /&gt;playing with a 1:1 pulley system&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQncnbZFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/T3OnW5rOpEU/s1600-h/PC050041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQncnbZFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/T3OnW5rOpEU/s200/PC050041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237033160729682" border="0" /&gt;Famil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQn4POC2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/L5VLKius1Mo/s1600-h/PC050043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQn4POC2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/L5VLKius1Mo/s200/PC050043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237040575384418" border="0" /&gt;reuben waiting for food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQoWS-DaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8vK0pT3_IWg/s1600-h/PC050046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQoWS-DaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8vK0pT3_IWg/s200/PC050046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237048644177314" border="0" /&gt;coffee!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQo9jh9qI/AAAAAAAAAI0/US6MiOBE11M/s1600-h/PC050049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQo9jh9qI/AAAAAAAAAI0/US6MiOBE11M/s200/PC050049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237059182622370" border="0" /&gt;toasted bread; yummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQpe4m6PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CDu_2bOy3n8/s1600-h/PC050051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAQpe4m6PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CDu_2bOy3n8/s200/PC050051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278237068129396978" border="0" /&gt;nice and spicy laksa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on tuesday, i set my alarm to 11am but woke up at 12pm instead. i think i need to change my ringtone to a screaming one nowadays... then i'll be able to startle myself awake. no joke lol. i might sound crazy but i played some bejewelled after washing up to get my mind alert and running haha. Left house at 12.40 to proceed to student care to take my lunch (save money this way); im becoming some stingy freak lol. after that, since i promised weiting to help wrap presents at all saints home, yea, i was there earlier than expected. surprising you would say. the initial mood and atmosphere was quiet and tense but after a short while of briefing, we were all geared up and we started on the sports towels. Next on the list was an awful lot, namely towels, bedsheets, metal plates, SKIPPING ROPES?!, an mp3 player. thanks to the abundant resources there, we just use them on whim and kinda wasted some in the process. HECK! the woman was treating us like slaves anyway. she even asked us to transfer some objects from one plastic bag to another. i was like WHAT THE.?.! do i look like your freaking maid? All these just because she was assuming we were there for the CIP hours and she wanted to work our asses off, although there were 5 girls there. Kind lady. Absolutely. then again, being the only guy there sucks too. they started screaming because there was this humongous cockroach that appeared, and what would be the social norm? The guy to catch it. I'm not afraid of it of course, but they wanted me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;catch it &lt;/span&gt;without killing it. That's difficult because i usually Kill.On.Sight insects. even ants, that right. So i just swept it into the next room through the hole beneath the door. THEN they were still panicking about in case it might come out room, even worse, FLY OUT of the room when the door is closed - like SUPERCOCKROACH whatnot. so it lasted like from 1.30 pm to 6.30; a friggin five hours wrapping presents. ended with me walking home alone. poor me, cus the rest took a bus. and oh ya, cherie had like 3 of that laughing spasms that day. thinking of that makes me wanna laugh hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay more pictures. eh, only had 1.. i didnt dare to take pictures since all girls there. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUARvEFQXbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/mTYMQZ5tA5M/s1600-h/PC060056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUARvEFQXbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/mTYMQZ5tA5M/s200/PC060056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238263525531058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the metal plates nicely wrapped with ribbons; cherie's design i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4115987238233842148?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4115987238233842148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4115987238233842148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4115987238233842148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4115987238233842148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-days-of-happenings.html' title='2 days of happenings'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SUAPN3sFtTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/S6_PQVCvIjg/s72-c/PC050022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1921917827476257264</id><published>2008-12-07T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:20:47.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP day!</title><content type='html'>lol i dont believe it. i woke up at 12pm today!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lets just delve straight into the juicy steak shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cip day today! of course, i volunteered. seemed a little extra on my part because there were only SLC members there today. except for me and tim, shooting and CO respectively. our task: get any and all recyclables to the void deck at 772 near meridian. of course under the guise to collecting newspapers to help the needy children. are we playing on our humble citizens pity? nah. of course not! but! the horrible side-truth is that the money we'll be collecting from the sale of these to the karang guni is going to be.... fund a children's party at cerebral palsy centre. so there! all justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the funny thing here is while moving those papers up and down, to and fro, i unconsciously become the manual labour man. oh man (no pun intended). however... there was another issue.&lt;br /&gt;I ATE TOO MUCH FOR LUNCH! and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be human is to err.&lt;/span&gt; i... needed the loo pretty badly back there. in the midst of endless void decks, and HOUSES &amp;amp; UNITS WHICH YOU CANT ENTER FOR THE RESTROOM! argh!! i thought i was a sure goner.. and as i peered across the bushes; eww! NO WAY. not in public, that's just sick. so i made up my mind to detour around mj and go to west plaza for a toilet. fortunately, the school main gate suddenly opened to some visitors! cool! so i was saved then. SO, in total, our class, the six of us, covered 4 blocks - every single unit in there. and the poor karang guni man who just arrived, well, we stole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;his business. sorry lao uncle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the amount of newspaper (alone) collected in total. (oh, about 70kg each pile, that makes 420kg of recycable newspaper :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/STq0GH77SgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f1hZ2c6DjT4/s1600-h/Photo0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/STq0GH77SgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f1hZ2c6DjT4/s200/Photo0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276727930720569858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is me doing the sai kang of a karang guni man ):&lt;br /&gt;(picture coming soon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1921917827476257264?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1921917827476257264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1921917827476257264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1921917827476257264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1921917827476257264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/cip-day.html' title='CIP day!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/STq0GH77SgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f1hZ2c6DjT4/s72-c/Photo0370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3692978265233994698</id><published>2008-12-05T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:23:05.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsensical day...</title><content type='html'>somehow i slept really late last night. can't really get to sleep these days, minus the bright light on the ceiling my bro's using. I woke up at 8am this morning by my alarm, but continued sleeping, even on the sofa in the living room. How much more can that attest to my fatigue. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so, you ask. all because  i promised my mum to help her with the dmi report book new layout. what - screw this - i wished i didnt have to be filial and kind and whatnot. screw the "kid-is-supposed-to-help-their-parent" shit. it completely wasted my day when i could have actually done some studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i played bejewelled while waiting for my mum to 开工 but she took ages. Kept replying to some mr anonymous overseas. Like i cared; you wasted my friggin time playing bejewelled and its eating my soul!? later one we started and she insisted she do it on microsoft word. what the hell. we don't even know how stuff are generated around here and here we are rushing a layout that MIGHT NOT even work. notice the emphasis on MIGHT NOT. so there i was trying to work out how to put this here and put this there in microsoft word 2002, which i am grown largely unfamiliar with already. ok, let's say i put that aside, even when we bought food at the foodcourt, she had to piss the 2 aunties there and me included. 鱼片幼面! that's all you friggin have to say! not some bullshit like 13 hao without the mi fen but jia U-mian. totally spoilt my appetite. and then later on after our meal, she got so frustrated with the shit she's working on that she was almost in tears. i mean, if she had passed me the thing earlier and i was working on it, there wouldn't be so many problems. ok, she did just that but did it work? NO. she just washed her hands off it. asked me to add photos here and there, but WHERE WERE THE PHOTOS? I HAD TO FIND THEM MYSELF. call that helping me? *spit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had better stop with this flaming and whining before i get all riled up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i had a change of tv plans today: i watched straight from 8pm to 12.30am! ahaha. not exactly just television, that was from 8-11pm then we followed by: RESIDENT EVIL DEGENRATION. it was damn cool hehe. if anyone wants it i have it in .avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sleep i go now~ tomorrow going to do something uber lamez. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3692978265233994698?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3692978265233994698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3692978265233994698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3692978265233994698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3692978265233994698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/nonsensical-day.html' title='nonsensical day...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3120846899378104306</id><published>2008-12-01T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:08:23.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny and exciting day</title><content type='html'>not pictures to share unfortunately, but today (fine, yesterday) was fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-i slept in church :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-went to sitex @ expo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  #after browsing for so long for a 19" lcd monitor, we decided on LG's one. And guess what. They slashed the price damn it. Made us waste so much time comparing prices LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-bought some stuffs at jl expo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  #bought mainly foodstuffs and christmas toys (mum) for the student care children. of course it was fun `cause xiaohui was the cashier.. doh! i dont get what's the joke seriously, but she say very 刺激. that totally made me laugh! hahaha. and of course i left with an angry dad `cause he thought i was wasting time to wait for a busy cashier. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and of course, i extend my regards to the family of the girl/lady who was killed by terrorists. it was uncalled for &amp;amp; brutally indiscriminate. May the Lord bless her family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3120846899378104306?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3120846899378104306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3120846899378104306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3120846899378104306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3120846899378104306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-and-exciting-day.html' title='funny and exciting day'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1237700851479688798</id><published>2008-11-24T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:16:25.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol you wont believe this.&lt;br /&gt;I went for a facial my mum booked for me on Sunday.. O.O although my face is still not perfect. I mean, in a family of four guys, if my mum wants to pay for someone's facial, it has to be us right..? since we dont have any sisters. Then we went to carls jr for dinner; i totally loved the free flow of drinks this time! Well, probably because usually i dont refill my drinks at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a boring day. i knew it the moment i woke up. why? cause i woke up at 2pm. When i wake up late, it usually spells a boring day lol. so i finished heroes season 1 today. pure awesomeness. peter petrelli and sylar are coool!~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.entertainmentwallpaper.com/images/desktops/movie/tv_heroes12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.entertainmentwallpaper.com/images/desktops/movie/tv_heroes12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1237700851479688798?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1237700851479688798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1237700851479688798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1237700851479688798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1237700851479688798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-you-wont-believe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1915766667149086819</id><published>2008-11-22T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:41:54.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>considerably large update.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Okay where do i begin? I need to recap the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:_&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a morning jog - but - my youngest bro tagged along to cycle alongside me this time (: He felt like i forced him to cycle a loooooong distance.. but hey. i always jog very long distances. We went to slack at sunplaza park after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9u5hj9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j50Pswy2NAw/s1600-h/Photo0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9u5hj9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j50Pswy2NAw/s200/Photo0359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271491912189186002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9NhwxBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/n1oZ-YVvnzg/s1600-h/Photo0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9NhwxBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/n1oZ-YVvnzg/s200/Photo0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271491903231149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then at night, somehow i got convinced by tim and joon to eat out at tampines mall area... but.. they went cafe cartel! omg. That's kinda expensive.. in the end i paid 9.50 i think. Which kinda gave me a itchy throat the next day. So much for eating expensive food!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:_&lt;br /&gt;Science Centre day. Slept like damn late - 1.30am - because was playing red alert with rossen and my brother. Fortunately i remembered i had something on the next day, if not i would be nodding my head in agreement to everything the speaker was saying (joke intended here!). The whole trip was kinda cool except they had us friggin wait an hour before the bus freakin came. Oh, my classmates were like: WAH FIVE STAR BUS ARH! (it was quite huge) then cherie had to interrupt by saying, where got 5 stars?! got more lor! (the bus sides were printed with about 7 stars scattered around). Everyone was like super duper DIAO. =_=!!! We actually played this text based game which was quite fun, then we learnt to use websites and resources to BLAST! DNA sequences. The guy speaking was Mr Sanjeed; he resembles the Heroes: Mohinder Suresh. Why? suresh was a geneticist, indian, works with dna. This guy does so also.. what an uncanny resemblence lol. Will post a class pic sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it got more interesting after that. We went to IMM as it ended early. It looked so damn different from like 3 years ago.. Then the girls and us split up to look at clothes. Martin was also telling me about some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; that i didnt expect initially. Then we went looking at clothes. Esprit outlet was like 50% off alot of stuff, too bad im broke. Oh and we had subway for dinner. Jeannette said they all didnt have table etiquette except for ME hahahahah! But look what i did in the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9lcWmgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymK-o5K8By0/s1600-h/Photo0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9lcWmgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymK-o5K8By0/s200/Photo0361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271491909650913794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today:_&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting, because i woke up at 3pm. hehe. continued watching heroes season 1 because karjin wants to borrow the discs soon. And i also watched an old show: 21. This show is very cool! Its this kid called ben - and his friends - they gamble for this guy to earn money in Las Vegas. They play blackjack using logical and mathematical methods and win lots of money. But lots of complications set in and they solve it in the end! There was also one like.. not-so-xx scene and my two younger bros were watching also =_= Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's church tomorrow and I'll be sleeping early tonight. So, cya for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1915766667149086819?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1915766667149086819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1915766667149086819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1915766667149086819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1915766667149086819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah-damn-im-lazy-to-post.html' title='considerably large update.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSgZ9u5hj9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j50Pswy2NAw/s72-c/Photo0359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6203398839699470519</id><published>2008-11-20T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:00:52.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise?</title><content type='html'>Damn! Today i woke up at 11, and missed my morning jog. Oh well. I planned to read my book or study ACTUALLY, but the flesh is weak, and i succumbed to the evil, diabolical, surmounting level of the power of Mr. Procrastination. He took me out in 1 hit. Okay, that was just imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at hmm, around 3.30, xiaohui finished training. And happened that my mother requested i go to the student care to help her. And since tpjc is very near the student care, you know the rest. OMG la. The lamest thing is xiaohui tell a kid that she is a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xh: I'm your teacher for today!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What are you teaching me?&lt;br /&gt;xh: Anything you want me to teach!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: random1, random2, and ASTRONOMY?!&lt;br /&gt;xh: Ok, i'll teach you astronomy!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Are you sure you are a teacher??&lt;br /&gt;xh: Of course I am!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: But a teacher doesn't wear like that! *points to xh shorts*&lt;br /&gt;me: EPIC LAWL!!! (looks like someone got owned)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I go and ask mrs cho (my mum).......&lt;br /&gt;xh: Eh, dont ask!!! im not a teacher!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so that was just plain entertaining..! haha.&lt;br /&gt;And, she anyhow mark the kids reflections from the movie madagascar 2! What a meanie! Just kidding. she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back for dinner, and i noticed its five dishes excluding soup. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the 10pm chn U show is great! My genre. lol. Just finished a game of dota; ownz. So i guess i'll end off here. Time to put down my pen. (Yes, i wrote this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6203398839699470519?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6203398839699470519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6203398839699470519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6203398839699470519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6203398839699470519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/surprise.html' title='surprise?'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-970191943824428694</id><published>2008-11-16T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:37:06.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah. I was busy with the forum competition the past few days, so didn't have much time to blog. Either ways, it's just the few people who bothers reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night (Ok thanks, xiaohui...): Dunman Anniversary Dinner! It was the 45th anniversary.. The setting was quite grand, with white tables and chairs, and of course, the usual hosts; MR SIM &amp;amp; MS HANNAH YEO, haha! Ms yeo was seriously a joker.. Some of her jokes didn't even make sense to the old peeves down there. There were performances by quite a few teachers... the most crappiest name coined was B.M.W... Bernard-Melvin-Wei Leong... They sang "ji lang ji pua" One half for each person.. LOL. Sounded quite nice though, and i used mark's phone to grab some footage of it (: we also filmed lam yi chin's cheena performance.. (not much coordination LOL). So there were eight dishes in total and the dessert/drink. Mark the noob was allergic to shellfish so he missed out on three dishes. That was 50 bucks, mind you. And he was ranting about how lucky he was... sure to win the lucky draw - an xbox.. but guess what. So i stole this guy's souvenir cup beside me.. hahaha. OKAY... i didn't exactly steal it.. i asked him for it. Felt like asking the other guy, but then i would seem like some freeloader already. It's a dunman anniversary cup, and got 1 for myself and the other for xiaohui.&lt;br /&gt;It's this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSAurtHl6bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iUOVmmQm2R8/s1600-h/Photo0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSAurtHl6bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iUOVmmQm2R8/s200/Photo0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269262892404173234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i went to church: and it was a damn cool play, titled - The Journal. It seemed boring at first, but it was touching when you're absorbed into the plot.. It's about this family, the mum, the dad, and 2 daughters. The grandfather came into the picture later. At first the family was very disjointed, because the father works late and 1 of the daughter is the "lian" kind which stays out until really late. Then they slowly grow further apart until the grandfather comes to stay with them. He helps them and tries to get the family together. It's peppered with tiny humorous conversations, but in all, he teaches them to pray, and stay firm in the Lord. The whole play didnt seem to religious, but it really did bring the message to me. It was touching at times, and i would have to say, a GREAT play in overall. The last play they performed a few months ago was also awesome - The Canvas of Lies. Ok, enough of that, lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of pure randomness: My cousin's cat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSAur-Ojg6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nJetVU_yZ8M/s1600-h/Photo0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSAur-Ojg6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nJetVU_yZ8M/s200/Photo0344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269262896996778914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i went to the food fair too - with a FLAT HANDPHONE (no pun intended because my phone is kinda flat-shaped anyway) I ate katong laksa!! Really cool stuff. I meant hot(spicy). Then we bought this yoghurt smoothie which tastes splendid haha. Okaaay, i think that's virtually all. I'll see if i add anything else soon. Doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Embarking on my daily jog tomorrow at 8~8.30am, probably practising sit-ups as well. Then studying bio for this first week. Cant wait for Gundam 00!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-970191943824428694?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/970191943824428694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=970191943824428694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/970191943824428694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/970191943824428694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SSAurtHl6bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iUOVmmQm2R8/s72-c/Photo0343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1827500782973977748</id><published>2008-11-09T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:42:27.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great, tomorrow marks the start of one week of lectures. Yawn. But we have no choice. They gotta finish the "syllabus". So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was cool. I went to church with my parents at 11am. Then after finishing, we contemplated where to proceed to for lunch. And we ended up at bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;The result: 2 Tees, 1 Sony Walkman mp3 player, and lotsa good food and drinks all already digested in my stomach and elsewhere. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i think that's all for today. Will post a pic of the mp3 sometime soon... Signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1827500782973977748?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1827500782973977748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1827500782973977748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1827500782973977748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1827500782973977748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-great-tomorrow-marks-start-of-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-157406844254875292</id><published>2008-11-09T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:01:34.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No posties today!</title><content type='html'>Bet you guys are expecting to see a post about what happens today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no. It's empty for today. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But www.hotel626.com was DAMN cool. &lt;-- LOTS OF EMPHASIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnights. Got church tomorrow~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-157406844254875292?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/157406844254875292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=157406844254875292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/157406844254875292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/157406844254875292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-posties-today.html' title='No posties today!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7164423299927608718</id><published>2008-11-07T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:23:21.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clueless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc55aC8OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RReNFjdCQvg/s1600-h/shooting-jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but got some people.. SOMEONE to be precise 偏偏喜欢针对我哦..&lt;br /&gt;hmph! my taste and etc.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! So today's the last last last last, last... last LAST day of Project Work! Goodbye PW! Then again, PW is the only subject i can shine.. other than GP hehehehe.... So i'm going to do my own insights and reflections.&lt;br /&gt;First, PW is soo great thanks to mr david kwek. He is the best teacher ever! He is random at times but really good teacher. He helps us with our PW stuff so much, i think we really must celebrate his birthday for him in december! (: And during the whole process, i've got to know so much more about my members: grace, chelsea, cherie, and zheng hui (lols no english name.. extra..). They are all so fun and all smiles... I think i will miss working together in the future haha. I think zheng hui will owe us a treat if we get A for PW! hehehehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. xiao hui is rushing me so i'm going to post it now. Might be updating later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;And so the modernisation of a journey of Project work has ended in November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that people are becoming more generous! Somehow.. my classmates treat me to stuff when i can't pay, i pay less for shared meals, when i'm out of cash someone's there to lend me some. Maybe its because of the after-exam syndrome haha. Truth is, i forgot what i wanted to blog about. So on to shooting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i just got my cool new shooting club jersey! Nike~ Yeah! and one more expensive windbreaker that i haven't got yet. (I havent paid for anything.. hehe) So some pics below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc59krZhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OqXlANGhnVE/s1600-h/alu-pistol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc59krZhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OqXlANGhnVE/s200/alu-pistol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265936015153653266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aluminium pistol: LP-10. Its heavier, but no recoil!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc55aC8OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RReNFjdCQvg/s1600-h/shooting-jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc55aC8OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RReNFjdCQvg/s200/shooting-jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265936014035316962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nike jersey! yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S It's been a long time since i posted photos. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7164423299927608718?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7164423299927608718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7164423299927608718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7164423299927608718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7164423299927608718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/clueless.html' title='clueless'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRRc59krZhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OqXlANGhnVE/s72-c/alu-pistol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8468093288342950472</id><published>2008-11-06T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:58:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW packed day.</title><content type='html'>Whew. Life after exams and stuff seems pretty packed up for a punch! Feel like a need to blog everyday so i dont forget what happened. I only slept for like 4 hours last night (DAMN YOU Red Alert 3). Sooo this morning i woke up at 7.15 and went to school to work on i&amp;amp;r with our teacher mr kwek. He is so damn funny hahahaha. He acts spastic sometimes, random noises and frus shouts. AND HE LOVES TO MAKE FUN OF MARTIN &amp;amp; KARJIN LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so on to other stuff. I got draggggggged to Jack's Place for late lunch. But anyways to those who were there, THANKS for the meal! Sorry i had to leave early. But grace was funny. She wanted to say GRACE before our meal so she did. It was soooooo short; if i were her, my mum would've killed me. hahaha. It was chicken cutlet (VERY OILY PLS) and i couldnt finish it. Gave my ice cream to joon kiat and tim/christabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then........... swimming time! I went... well.... quite late... like 1.5 hours late? hahaha. So i got there and no one was in sight. So i called all 3. Guess what. Phone's in the locker. OH JOY! then i had to walk around 3 times to see four little "kiddies" o.o okay im kidding.. i was freezing in the pool and toe cramp so many times.. but what the lolz. i saw cheekian and i thought he's dead for I&amp;amp;R but he's safe to some extent. After that we saw big nic at the interchange. *sniff* oops!&lt;br /&gt;And ok, im sorry for ps you all but i had to get home to rush i&amp;amp;r too. Saw sihoon's bro in bus 28.. lols and i KNEW I WAS FAST. LIKE LIGHTNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. If i seem lethargic/boring/disinterested/oblivious/latecomer it's because i don't have enough sleep. `nuff said. *sign out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8468093288342950472?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8468093288342950472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8468093288342950472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8468093288342950472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8468093288342950472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-packed-day.html' title='WOW packed day.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5518074626310928121</id><published>2008-11-05T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:57:40.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uber nervousness!</title><content type='html'>D-a-m-n, DAMN. Today was: my Oral Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got panic attacks the moment i woke up. I walked to the pasir ris bus stop to take a bus to school. Smart move right? I had the time to recite exactly how the OP would proceed exactly in my head. Imagining i'm already in the room, with the slides behind me, speaking fluently, and also answering the question posed with great ease. The mind works wonders i tell you. Why? Because i did just that. THE ONLY PROBLEM I HAVE NOT SOLVED: MY STUPID EYEBALLS KEEP GOING UP LIKE AVOIDING SHIT ON THE FLOOR OR WHATNOT. I am so gonna get penalized on this.. *sad-sob*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, my question was "After online shopping has been introduced, who do you think will benefit the most, the retailers or the consumers?" Well, not an initially easy pick. But i got through with [consumers].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, really unfortunately, xiaohui claimed she didnt do well. Wish i can give some of my marks to her... Its like kinda unfair. She had less practices... And for OP, practice DOES make PERFECT. xiao hui jiayouss!! (: Hope the result will turn out fine (next year?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i went for shooting training today. I'm getting better i'm supposed, but i always screw up after some tweaks or changes to my shooting. I was shooting nice groups when the coach asked me to zero the gun (calibrate).  Then i started randomly shooting the card. Like hit-a-mole in the arcade. ARGH. I HATE CHANGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the usual 4 of us met for dinner today; it was supposedly a celebration but it turns out NO ONE HAD A REASON TO CELEBRATE. Except me probably. We walked to tampines mall, bought some sweets from umeya (the 2 girls was like BUY THIS BUY THAT LOL!), and then went to pastamania. Thought i could finish the cheesy-rice-thingy but i couldn't. omg. then kuek came. Then after we left to look-see. I like one casio/baby-g? watch but it's way expensive. AND NO, I WONT WANT TO BUY A METALLISH WATCH THANK YOU. (hahahahaha) i prefer digital watches that are cool. I seriously cant tell the time without a watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO LAH. WILL YOU LOOK AT THE TIME. PAST MIDNIGHT. sigining off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Caught in Action! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRHbXwJgfGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OKJrsZR4pzA/s1600-h/Photo0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRHbXwJgfGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OKJrsZR4pzA/s200/Photo0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230640481074274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5518074626310928121?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5518074626310928121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5518074626310928121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5518074626310928121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5518074626310928121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/uber-nervousness.html' title='uber nervousness!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SRHbXwJgfGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OKJrsZR4pzA/s72-c/Photo0326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3285723170142151358</id><published>2008-11-03T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:31:07.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool day~</title><content type='html'>Okay, so i woke at 8.30. I'M LATE! I rushed to tanah merah mrt and fortunately, got there only 10 minutes late. Okay i admit i tend to be late nowadays, but i cant help it.. i NEED the well deserved sleep! Of course, from helping... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were summoned back to school for OP dry run (ooo more dry runs =_=) and surprisingly, mr david kwek was like only 15 mins late after i told him the empty venue we found. My group went..... and usual practice, he said we were good and stuff. HOWEVER. Key word here is however. (Show shift) he said other groups were exceptional and amazing. Oh my gosh, he is so stressing me - i haven't prepared for Q&amp;amp;A! Oh man, life please show some mercyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best is yet to come!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr kwek told me that i am probably going to work with one of his colleagues as a JOB ATTACHMENT! AND I'M GETTING PAID!! WOWWWWWW im loving this~! hahahaha... Now i'm just waiting for further news (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3285723170142151358?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3285723170142151358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3285723170142151358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3285723170142151358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3285723170142151358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/cool-day.html' title='Cool day~'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6536023730118757268</id><published>2008-11-03T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:36:34.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, i forgot to blog yesterday... (Hmm, make it the day before) I was told blogging are for retards. Well, go screw yourself, you ingrate. You're not even my friend, lol. (specific reference here, those who are my friends, dont worry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough ranting. My beautiful morning sleep was rudely interrupted by.. an sms.. you know who you are.. And to think the day before i had work soo hard to do up the slides. T_T i feel so unappreciated haha. Well, okaaaay... But i struggled for DEAR LIFE to finish the slides before 1 plus. And then I was summoned to Loyang Point, as the Mac there has power outlets. Unfortunately x100, they internet there is cocked up. What do you expect from a ulu mac? They should just turn off the modem completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so me n xiaohui went to the nearby community centre. It was darn hot i tell you (i was in jeans) and we found a seat on a "RESERVED FOR CHINESE CHESS" table. Well to heck with that. No one was even playing chess. And poor me was stuck there for infinite hours working on the slides for her... omg i'm so pitiful.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So around like 8 plus i think, we were set to leave, but i showed xh where they kept the chess sets....... and of course she wanted to play. (like duh) and she lost (like duh) ALTHOUGH ONE UNCLE HELP HER COUNTER MY MOVE... What a cheater!!!! LOLS! well, i didn't mean that. So after i came home, i was still working on it! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for today, i spent the bulk of my time in kuek's house: music, red alert 3, and photoshop. That was after church. Today the pastor was hilarious man! Joke is as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this verse in scripture, Mark 11:24. It was about you will get whatsoever you desire if you pray for it. Then he said: Now, don't go telling God, "God, please kill my mum!! She's such a NAG! You said you will grant my desire if i pray for it........!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then your mum would be like: "Please god dont kill me pls pls pls....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that was pure laughingstock! hahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well then i'm signing off now. Toodles! hahah. (Sorry no pictures)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6536023730118757268?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6536023730118757268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6536023730118757268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6536023730118757268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6536023730118757268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah-i-forgot-to-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5850253591658394408</id><published>2008-10-30T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:15:10.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese exam dayy</title><content type='html'>Mannn. Last night was terrible. I was studying chinese half-asleep. I think i'll leave out the time - some people might think i'm mad. So i had difficulty waking up this morning, and although i knew i wouldnt wantto trouble sihoon's dad, i still WOKE UP LATE. DAMN. I ate my breakfast and sped off to school in a bus 81.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic i chose for composition: (2)&lt;br /&gt;Overall status for chinese: (screwed)&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can get E, it's enough for me, considering i didnt practice seriously. The whole class is doing chinese work half-heartedly, kinda influenced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched High School Musical 3 today. It really lived up to a "grand finale", the music was good, there was humour, and some cool new characters! Especially, rocketman - some funny 'DUDE' he is lol~ I found the Boys Are Back song the coolest, because they performed it in a outdoor car workshop/scrapshop. They used tyres and executed some cool moves, especially with some breakdancers (i think?). Overall, a great watch. I would recommend anyone who follows HSM to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;         P.S Sharpay gets owned! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, for those of you who are still in the dark, i made a new friend-test. I CAN'T BELIEVE xiaohui got 91% for it. Not fair! I only got 60% for hers. But i still think its a good test to see who knows me well. haha. Try it, scroll down in the profile section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SQmzKYU2ldI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UHcZCyTYOXQ/s1600-h/CIMG0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SQmzKYU2ldI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UHcZCyTYOXQ/s200/CIMG0571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262934630469113298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta send class photos to everyone now, catch you guys another time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, hellotoyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5850253591658394408?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5850253591658394408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5850253591658394408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5850253591658394408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5850253591658394408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-exam-dayy.html' title='chinese exam dayy'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/SQmzKYU2ldI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UHcZCyTYOXQ/s72-c/CIMG0571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-5684596017928516835</id><published>2008-10-29T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:21:47.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakthrough..!</title><content type='html'>I have a revolutionary idea for a...&lt;br /&gt;blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be so damn cool and breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the blueprints soon, so watch out for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5684596017928516835?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5684596017928516835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5684596017928516835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5684596017928516835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5684596017928516835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/breakthrough.html' title='breakthrough..!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1785688709392924853</id><published>2008-10-28T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:30:38.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man yesterday was quite a blast! I left home at like 11.50 and waited for bus 28. I KNEW i was DEFINITELY going to be late.. but i reached like only 5 mins late. (btw, 5 mins late NOT EQUALS LATE).. In all we had a great time at east coast park! Took quite a few shots though, some i WAS UNAWARE that i was in the photo... wth?!? lols. I was like damn tired after that lah. Came home, surfed the net like deviantart and stuff and took a shower. It WAS supposed to refresh me but left me exhausted and devoid of life, so much that i fell into bed and slept. 12-3.30 i think, then i woke up and xiaohui was still online. She is so "hardworking" please! LOL! Then i started working on my I&amp;amp;R rightaway, but even at 5, i still couldnt finish it. Fortunately, i handed in my first draft at.. let me see.. 9.07pm.&lt;br /&gt;So today, book:library, illusion BK, slideshow. Damn ps, guessed what the qn was. Took 39, but walked instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1785688709392924853?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1785688709392924853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1785688709392924853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1785688709392924853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1785688709392924853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-yesterday-was-quite-blast-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7421081069661439903</id><published>2008-10-19T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:16:19.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happie times!</title><content type='html'>I guess i DO want to post again! Stupid emoness last time )x ..&lt;br /&gt;Great news, i advanced! According to my civics tutor Mr Kelvin Ong of course, although still not directly. Cherie called for me, because i didn't feel like talking to that glum faced fool (although on the phone, where i CANNOT see his face anyway).&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was at the library doing some photoshop.. (hehe) spent like super long. In the end passed it to krab - i mean kube - to do so i can WASH MY HANDS OF IT! LAWLNESS! FREEEEEEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;Not going to church today, because there's so much to do... I&amp;amp;R, OP slides, an OP script.. All left undone.&lt;br /&gt;Going to play dota now. See if i can successfully host. I found new meaning in life! hoooorayz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7421081069661439903?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7421081069661439903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7421081069661439903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7421081069661439903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7421081069661439903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/happie-times.html' title='happie times!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4781810770479269255</id><published>2008-10-12T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:24:55.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously...</title><content type='html'>A guy has to be serious at some point or another...&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess this will be my last post. Guess i'm going solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If i ever do post, it'll be sometime not so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4781810770479269255?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4781810770479269255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4781810770479269255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4781810770479269255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4781810770479269255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/seriously.html' title='seriously...'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-2849045457488190157</id><published>2008-10-09T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:55:49.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you world.</title><content type='html'>Thank you so very much for the display of my failures!&lt;br /&gt;Bio - U grade&lt;br /&gt;Chem - U grade&lt;br /&gt;Math - U grade&lt;br /&gt;This is so very consoling, to the heart, mind, and soul. Feels like a car just hit me while i was in deep slumber, dreaming of the wonderful things coming to past. Reality comes swift &amp;amp; abrupt, and screws your life. No wonder i feel depressed when there's nothing to occupy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i suddenly feel like joining Speedlight's camp in december. Might help me find life again in the pile of mess left behind by my misdoings. So much for games. So much for joy. So much for my empty goals. They just don't fit into the perfect puzzle. There are either missing pieces, or torn ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, (This is NOT my OV) i did perform exceptionally well beyond my expectations for General Paper &amp;amp; Economics. I got B grades for both (: i'll type my compo out sometime soon for those who visit this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take these very last minutes (probably about 10 and counting) to wish xiaohui a very happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, blessed and beloved birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are my last words before i turn emo and depressed again. So, if you see me, try cheering me up. I'll need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-2849045457488190157?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/2849045457488190157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=2849045457488190157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2849045457488190157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/2849045457488190157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-world.html' title='Thank you world.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3174085098452104481</id><published>2008-10-08T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:54:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results out</title><content type='html'>unfortunately, reality bites. I'm about to be retained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want this, i never expected this. I prayed, and told God my wishes, but it didnt work out. I'm drifiting from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. 1 more year of my life is going to be spent studying the same bullshit. Look on the bright side? I dont think so. Truth is, there is no bright side. Its all an illusion, a hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I'm going to change this. Grace told me i didnt trust in God enough and put my faith where it should be. Sounds far-fetched? I think it sounds extremely logical (in a spiritual sense)... Pray.. Pray.. Ask for forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now that there are people rooting for me. My only aim now is to advance to JC2. I have to look forward and trust in Him. If this is going to be an obstacle, so be it. I'm going to take it on. This may just be one of the anomalities in the "part-&amp;amp;-parcel of life" so i just have to take it in my stride; not with just a pinch of salt (else it'll be adding salt to the wound).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think it's time to get off this virtual rantbox and get on with life. Project Work is bogging me down, but i'll not be defeated. Press on, Samuel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm completing a "revolutionary" card later! Watch out for it tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3174085098452104481?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3174085098452104481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3174085098452104481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3174085098452104481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3174085098452104481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/results-out.html' title='results out'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-1489051166249116097</id><published>2008-10-07T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:49:24.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck at the crossroads.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yep. You've heard it before. Good things don't last. That's why my joy of getting 'B' for Economics was short lived. The time to face the cold-hearted truth was imminent: today, during Biology lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As I expected, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; the whole paper. My answers were slipshod - proof that i did not put in my 100% effort studying/memorising it. Like all humans love to do, i call this "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;regret&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;egret&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/regret&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regret that i didnt do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regret that i should have put in more effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regret that the time spent idling away could have been better managed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regret that i ever took Biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regret that i was even born in the first place. (Oh wait, i don't mean that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think i sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;suicidal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, but fortunately, i would never think of such a thing. Hey... wait a minute... i just THOUGHT OF THAT DIDN'T I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm gonna shoot myself for even thinking about that! (Shit. more suicidal thoughts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Retaining has never crossed my mind.. Until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Let's face it: junior college takes alot out of you, your soul, your mind, your life &amp;amp; your happiness. That seems like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-1489051166249116097?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/1489051166249116097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=1489051166249116097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1489051166249116097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/1489051166249116097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/stuck-at-crossroads.html' title='Stuck at the crossroads.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6884928275374829465</id><published>2008-10-05T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:41:49.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospect..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks for appreciating that i appreciate that you appreciate that i appreciate that the appreciate that you appreciate that i appreciate and the appreciation that i appreciate your appreciate of my help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6884928275374829465?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6884928275374829465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6884928275374829465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6884928275374829465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6884928275374829465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/10/retrospect.html' title='Retrospect..'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8938292006740142841</id><published>2008-09-07T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:29:57.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello blog! I've not blogged in a really, really, long time since last year. Don't worry! I'll be updating soon. Expect to find more interesting content soon (unlike my boring life). I'LL BE BACK!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview: :D&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/1/27/699858/blogheaderNEW.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8938292006740142841?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8938292006740142841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8938292006740142841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8938292006740142841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8938292006740142841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-blog-ive-not-blogged-in-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4635420665013690639</id><published>2007-09-18T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:49:38.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This piece of life i would call "me" is getting boring-er by the day due to the nearing 'O' Levels! Let me guess the first freako to read this is... : krappy-kube or krabby paddy.. whatever suits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING ELSE. NOW SHOE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4635420665013690639?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4635420665013690639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4635420665013690639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4635420665013690639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4635420665013690639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-piece-of-life-i-would-call-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-160540842111828469</id><published>2007-09-07T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:18:25.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 GB of songs FTW. (for the win)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-160540842111828469?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/160540842111828469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=160540842111828469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/160540842111828469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/160540842111828469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/09/10-gb-of-songs-ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8529896804255456302</id><published>2007-08-15T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:08:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY, HERE'S THE DEAL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASKETBALL&gt;LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now practically all the nearest LAN shops in Tampines denies school-u customers... So we went play basketball at nic's house area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... got tired after 1hour plus? Haven't been exercising for quite a bit. Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is chinese prelims, wonder how I'll fare without tons of practice over the last few months. B3 sucks i tell ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8529896804255456302?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8529896804255456302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8529896804255456302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8529896804255456302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8529896804255456302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-heres-deal-basketballlan-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow ---- X&lt;br /&gt;noobness - X&lt;br /&gt;dilemma -- X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughter -- TICK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-5456125684710045956?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/5456125684710045956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=5456125684710045956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5456125684710045956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/5456125684710045956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/08/luffin-day.html' title='LUFFIN DAY!'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7922917622098119890</id><published>2007-07-07T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:13:38.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam post</title><content type='html'>intro me songs thx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7922917622098119890?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Went out with Wes, Ed, K³, and Bok... at GV Marina.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find the cinema lols, and after the movie, we wanna play pool but need NIRC... so no choice go back.. then detoured to simei Eastpoint for dinner and 1.5 hours of LAN. Played Half-life.. damn fun! There's this weapon that throws out bugs, this homing bullet gun, some mines that you can plant and some laser gun.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;Was cool for the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7763701663257832852?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7763701663257832852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7763701663257832852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7763701663257832852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7763701663257832852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/06/oceans-thirteen.html' title='OCEANS THIRTEEN.'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-7751555398024266032</id><published>2007-06-18T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:46:02.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To find my true friends... (yea right)</title><content type='html'>To find my true friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/576443"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/576443&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how well you can score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Results at profile page. all the way at the bottom]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-7751555398024266032?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/7751555398024266032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=7751555398024266032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7751555398024266032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/7751555398024266032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-find-my-true-friends-yea-right.html' title='To find my true friends... (yea right)'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4271010300919090964</id><published>2007-05-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:48:46.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>WTF! I TYPE SO LONG MY POST DISAPPEARED! #$!@&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E's new album in my playlist (until i upload into the music player)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/_Ri1JJ/playlist/JC_KrL4s/"&gt;http://profile.imeem.com/_Ri1JJ/playlist/JC_KrL4s/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/dialogs/standaloneplaylist/?p=JC_KrL4s"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/dialogs/standaloneplaylist/?p=JC_KrL4s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4271010300919090964?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4271010300919090964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4271010300919090964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4271010300919090964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4271010300919090964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/05/sian.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4095434447703173355</id><published>2007-05-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:12:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i manage to hack into your blog lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4095434447703173355?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4095434447703173355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4095434447703173355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4095434447703173355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4095434447703173355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-i-manage-to-hack-into-your-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6202654368740068014</id><published>2007-04-22T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:19:58.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am finally at the computer facing the white box for me to type..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this weekend was quite cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Friday, we had school as usual, then after that proceeded to tampines rovers lanshop to romp a game of dota and cs... which landed me in debt of about $4; i hate debts!! After that went back for Night Lessons, which during then, i was eagerly waiting for the time when i can fill my stomach! Headed to the coffeeshop at around 9.10pm to eat "zhi-char"? I had alot of good food and each person had to pay $4.50 (excluding drinks); the auntie serving us was kind enough to give us discounts on the rice. 2 tables; both 6 people... fortunately our's cheaper! Went home at 10 plus.. had a good night's sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday arrived and i got out of the wrong side of bed; out of the window!?!?! Nah.. rushed through breakfast and ran off to school for Biology lesson... to our surprise it ended at 9.15am, 45minutes earlier than what we expected! Went to lanshop(AGAIN!) for dota and cs. Came home, slept for 2 hours straight! Then got out of house to Tampines interchange Mac 15 minutes earlier than the meeting time 5pm (what an idiot) to meet up with my team for extra chem practiced with Ms Yeo. She came at 5.30 like we expected, because she thought our appointment was 5.30 (what an excuse!). At least she compensated with nuggets and fries, (haha). Then practice, practice, practice. Then we got chased out and was in a dilemma. But, we found Long John's Silver and settled there. Stayed till about 9pm, then Ms Yeo sent us home in her car.. at least i thanked her lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up around 10.30 am, stared at the ceiling while popping some music to start the day. Remembered that I had to meet yenna at MRT station to get my QA book for $10.30. WHAT A COINCIDENCE! (10.30) Got my book and went to KFC with Jerald and Edmund to 'study'. Saw the whole group of gals there and ms yeo was late again! lolz! at least i got free food from kiang kuang~ hehehehehe. Then we went to the roof of tampines mall to find somewhere to study, but it was in the hot blistering sun, so we went to pastamania and got a table there. study abit, then went back to ask Ms Yeo about some stupid "Mg" thing in the book. Went to kiang kuang house and played dota while updating the class website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even if this sounded like an essay, IT IS NOT, OKAY?? i am signing off to study again and have a early nite. GOODBYE TO THOSE WHO BOTHERED TO FINISH READING THIS WITHOUT ANY GRAPHICS! I APPLAUD YOUR CONCENTRARION AND PATIENCE! BRAVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6202654368740068014?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6202654368740068014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6202654368740068014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6202654368740068014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6202654368740068014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-finally-at-computer-facing-white.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3358761921101605599</id><published>2007-04-16T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:49:43.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, it's been a while since i had laid my fingers on the blog typing screen... Losing interest? Maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ponder for a second on what to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to copy out about 5 pages of 公函 for the remedial today. Didn't really read however, proceeded to class, hanged around, and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the IT survey we had this morning was crap! Asking us pointless things for the sake of a "survey"... SUPERFLUOUSY FTL!&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, my mother is landing from a plane.. gotta sleep before she reaches home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the class website has a timetable and a list of birthdays already! Check it out when you're free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RiObA3CPT0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/99FZ1lN8_Fc/s1600-h/ulquiorra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RiObA3CPT0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/99FZ1lN8_Fc/s200/ulquiorra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054053645915475778" border="0" /&gt;I LOVE THIS PIC MAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3358761921101605599?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3358761921101605599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3358761921101605599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3358761921101605599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3358761921101605599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm-its-been-while-since-i-had-laid-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RiObA3CPT0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/99FZ1lN8_Fc/s72-c/ulquiorra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-3979983569276047682</id><published>2007-04-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:12:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, im itching to play dota, itching to finish all naruto episode, itching to tell _______ __ _o__!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Wei li today  immediately got a zero for his E Maths test, because he showed some attitude and Ms Thong didn't like it, so the paper was crushed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me nothing really happened, but the new paper article was intriguing ... @_@?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when the NAPFA test will be postponed to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uses genjutsu* bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-3979983569276047682?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/3979983569276047682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=3979983569276047682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3979983569276047682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/3979983569276047682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/hehe-im-itching-to-play-dota-itching-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4413765853871428623</id><published>2007-04-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:29:46.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral test was tough, i was stammering throughout the conversation;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://learninginhand.com/blog/images/030106Bubble.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 98px;" src="http://learninginhand.com/blog/images/030106Bubble.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed late at school to finish chinese letter writing... started to chitter chatter about meaningless stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a geog test tomorroe, good luck to geog students and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update songs later on... cannot think of any good songs... recommend me some please!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4413765853871428623?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4413765853871428623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4413765853871428623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4413765853871428623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4413765853871428623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm-oral-test-was-tough-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-6131513197355340838</id><published>2007-04-09T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:29:54.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAH! Guess what's the time now? No flaming please! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-6131513197355340838?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/6131513197355340838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=6131513197355340838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6131513197355340838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/6131513197355340838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/hah-guess-whats-time-now-no-flaming.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8162814498794957158</id><published>2007-04-07T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T02:16:21.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's amazing how i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; blogged in the past week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a really fun week i assume, with that many holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sports day was great except we didn't win many, and I hadn't the chance to run! Dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, i had been visiting Kiang Kuang a tad too much... went there for about 3 days consecutively, i think his parents must find me a burden~(ate snacks, food and drinks) sorry kk @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again, for pictures, please visit the class website's gallery and CLICK AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Good Friday / Hols people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S Well would you look at the time now! There's Bio lessons tomorrow! (and here am i still watching naruto?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8162814498794957158?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8162814498794957158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8162814498794957158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8162814498794957158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8162814498794957158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-amazing-how-i-hadnt-blogged-in-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8820126691842413627</id><published>2007-03-31T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:48:16.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a picture is worth a thousand words; a picture mosiac is worth a million! ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say: my hard work goes into class web.. ask me for the link, dont feel like revealing it yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8820126691842413627?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8820126691842413627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8820126691842413627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8820126691842413627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8820126691842413627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/03/picture-is-worth-thousand-words-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-8862174769412307009</id><published>2007-03-29T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:20:59.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHA??</title><content type='html'>help kiang kuang make the floating draggable music player! AHAH! Big nic's the sucka because i offered to help him but he declined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleach was nice today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather was nice today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect for skipping (a.k.a resting) another day before heats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried, but failed. What can I do now? #_#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-8862174769412307009?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/8862174769412307009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=8862174769412307009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8862174769412307009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/8862174769412307009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/03/wha.html' title='WHA??'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-130551994510574309</id><published>2007-03-28T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:40:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to stadium to run today despite pained legs... Still managed to clock about 12.x seconds in 100m, unable to beat Jerald!! *sobz* Now resting legs for tomorrow's Heats!! We must get in no matter what, even if we lose in the finals... we will not make this practices in vain!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Updated Song Player:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1.   怎么办 - S.H.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;2.    懂了 - Tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;3.    专署天使 - Tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;4.    梦里花 - Angela Zhang Shao Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;5.    天使 - Mayday [五月天]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6.    大暴走 - Real [of F.IR]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;7.   Just Be My Love - Sun Ho &amp; F.I.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;8.    LIFEsize - UVERworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;9.    Welcome To The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;10. The Best Of Both Worlds - Hannah Montana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;11. Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-130551994510574309?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/130551994510574309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=130551994510574309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/130551994510574309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/130551994510574309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/03/run.html' title='run'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247512301358982010.post-4414337651753716399</id><published>2007-03-25T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:17:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahwahwahwahwa</title><content type='html'>Busy with website lately. Don't know how creative the other classes are getting... got my results too. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RgaLfYTSmyI/AAAAAAAAABE/91Bz55fIUZI/s1600-h/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RgaLfYTSmyI/AAAAAAAAABE/91Bz55fIUZI/s200/results.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045873803730787106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the underlining makes me sick!!! *PUKES!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I anticipated soccer but turn out to be hours of running torture! Catching at first, the catching later, and finished with catching, (and probably watch gui jie play his slick PSP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well time is ticking away into the muffled horizon... TICK.. TICK... TOCK! BOOM! the world has just been annihilated. good luck sia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7247512301358982010-4414337651753716399?l=alt-0153.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/feeds/4414337651753716399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7247512301358982010&amp;postID=4414337651753716399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4414337651753716399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247512301358982010/posts/default/4414337651753716399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alt-0153.blogspot.com/2007/03/bahwahwahwahwa.html' title='Bahwahwahwahwa'/><author><name>ripped through the fabric of time...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02484071648857962731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9hJi-GAL9VU/RgaLfYTSmyI/AAAAAAAAABE/91Bz55fIUZI/s72-c/results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
