<?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-22192107</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:34:47.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tok Kok Sing Song Play MahJong</title><subtitle type='html'>A warm and homely place where a bunch of shidheads t0k k0k =) enjoy our k0ks ;P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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previous posts and realize how we we have changed in one way or another :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-934921006837174867?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/934921006837174867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=934921006837174867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/934921006837174867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/934921006837174867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>yan 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written to us. it was written in her familiar distinct hand writting and broken english, just like the ones she writes in my birthday cards. she didnt write much. said she would miss us, and that my dad and mum were just like her own parents.. and told us to take care of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i never cried so hard since primary school... haha how silly and unmanly(extremely opposite of me, i very manly), 19 already still can bawl until liddat sia lol... but what can i say... she was just like a sister to me.. 9 years. to date she has been with my family for half of my life. longer than i have known almost all my friends whom i still keep in constant contact now (record is 13 years, yan wentao you bitch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never felt like she really left till 2 days later, when i saw her goodbye letter. i just couldnt really phantom the fact that when i come back from school/work(camp) that i wouldnt see her at home anymore nor hear her familiar voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well.. it had to end sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Athun though 99.8% you wouldnt see this, i bid you farewell, and hope your future life turns out awesomely. you will be missed by us really, as much as you would miss us i am sure. take care of yourself, and hold on to your money tightly, don't let thoes bastard men sap you dry, heard too many stories about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best wishes for you, Komsatun Sarman,&lt;br /&gt;boy, chin nam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6865954003567739283?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6865954003567739283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6865954003567739283' 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to page 56.* Find the fifth sentence.* Post the text of the next sentence in your journal along with these instructions.* Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Install batteries according to polarity (+ and -) diagrams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from "Texas Instruments TI-84 Plus, TI-84 Plus Silver Edition"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261863848828157362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/SQXlSr3fPbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/U35OFA6b4oc/s400/DSC01316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4050378680937059682?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/alICT_WNIDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/alICT_WNIDU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lonely fear lights up the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant help but wonder why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, you did't have a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to lend a helping hand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life can be so strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're reaching out to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't matter who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as long as we are friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont turn my back on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;our friendship will be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never let it end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xj said he'd cry... but im not sure he did&lt;br /&gt;i thought i wouldnt cry, but surely i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go now on your journey&lt;br /&gt;but turn back from time to time&lt;br /&gt;we'll be there for your needs&lt;br /&gt;this sentence is just to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know that you'd be missed&lt;br /&gt;as i know so would we&lt;br /&gt;dont always look so pissed&lt;br /&gt;for we could play some wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poem is rubbish and incomplete&lt;br /&gt;please have mercy, im at your feet&lt;br /&gt;there isnt much we need to speak&lt;br /&gt;our hearts are yours to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you feel down,&lt;br /&gt;feel an impending frown,&lt;br /&gt;know that 01 will be there&lt;br /&gt;to rock you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO ROCK YOU BACK TO TOWN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2276163319209802044?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2276163319209802044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>B etter I gnore T han C are, H onestly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;stop doing that shit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really irritating me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1785428186551759291?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1785428186551759291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1785428186551759291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Goodbye-Days</title><content type='html'>Dear friend, so long, 忘れない&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5753678720743667827?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5753678720743667827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5753678720743667827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5753678720743667827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5753678720743667827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-days.html' title='Goodbye-Days'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-487398695348818479</id><published>2008-08-01T22:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:17:09.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok got the full version with the lyrics on the side</title><content type='html'>okok i got it yay. but this is still the eng version, but now its full, with lyrics to boot, albeit on a seperate platform. below the vid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BA4lfktT9BQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BA4lfktT9BQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="scroll" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=" width="180" height="210" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="6&amp;amp;bordert=" bgfont="0xC4A621&amp;amp;bg=" filter="0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=" txt="0xBFBFBF&amp;amp;fontname=" fontsize="12&amp;amp;speed=" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls watch it! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-487398695348818479?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/487398695348818479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=487398695348818479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/487398695348818479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/487398695348818479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-got-full-version-with-lyrics-on-side.html' title='ok got the full version with the lyrics on the side'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-2895771901915715515</id><published>2008-07-30T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:52:10.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 no kotoba</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m53-CyX0u5I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m53-CyX0u5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE WATCH THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song is titled sen no kotoba, or 1000 no kotoba, or 1000 words. originally sang by koda kumi in jap, english version covered by jade from sweetbox.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the english version. IMO the japanese version is nicer, but i needed this for the subbed lyrics so that noobs can understand and relate to. there is japanese version with direct english translation, but thats very raw, cause its direct translation, so the lyrics doesnt seem as beautiful. there for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is also the cut version. original version spans for 6 mins. i didnt use the original version one because its usually extended(video wise) by the fans, and the ending is not the bangbang(simplified so as not to spoil) scene, which is IMO the really stab u in the heart part haha. they have that like in the middle of no where.. which is lame. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like more than half a year i still cant get over this song. its so touching T_T haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for japanese version full version with english direct translation subbed , its this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agPdqEHZHfA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agPdqEHZHfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2895771901915715515?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2895771901915715515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2895771901915715515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2895771901915715515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2895771901915715515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/07/1000-no-kotoba.html' title='1000 no kotoba'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-1979053547865396978</id><published>2008-07-15T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:40:35.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post..</title><content type='html'>Wah i long time never post already... Army had been so busy (yar right) that i have no time to blog lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for those who still didn't noe, im in regimental police lar.. And its NOT THE SAME as military police.. Basically we "protect our airbase against conventional and asymetric so as to ensure continuous airbase operability" (wad rubbish lar, we are simply there to guard gates and to patrol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wonder how did i manage to memorise the motto (or was it vision?) of RP.. the reason is simple..... For every turnout, the sergeants will ask us damn alot of questions and if u answered wrong u just knock it down.. They can even ask u damn rubbish questions like the car plate license of the base commander or ur CO -_-" just damn alot of stuffs to remember lar.. Army is like so not degrading of ur brain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway turnout is probably the most fun thing in RP, they give u 1 minute grab all ur equipment and then fall in and report strength with EVERYTHING on.. They even turn u out when u are SLEEPING.. U will just see people jump down from the upper deck of the double deck bed and run, which is damn chaotic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway cant reveal much of wad else we do, cause information is quite sensitive.. Cant even reveal the timetable and the patrolling timings.. Just know that we do quite abit of patrolling lar.. Patrolling is like strolling around the base, which is freaking big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's actually quite nice to be an RP lar, u keep in touch with news and the music scene cause the radio is ur best friend during duty (and PSP is ur best friend when waiting for duty).. And we actually have abit more free time outside base as compared to outside vocations, as to how much extra time i cant say (sensitive information lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i just need to endure the monotonous life for another 8 months and i will join Guard of Honour! (hopefully) Then the good life begins, we will have ALOT more free time than other vocations, as to how much extra time i also cant say (Dunno sensitive information anot, but scared u all jealous lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fun lar GOH= march march march~&lt;br /&gt;then if u drop rifle during parade= SOL&lt;br /&gt;late for parade = SOL/DB&lt;br /&gt;do major mistakes for the drills = DB (i tink)&lt;br /&gt;faint on parades = DB&lt;br /&gt;lose rifle when waiting for parade = can just stay in DB forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER extreme punishments, DB means u cant go local uni lor... Wth lar.. it's really with great risks come great rewards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about my vocation, basically just about security lar.. Anw my base is quite amazing, can walk around and see durian trees and mango trees and rambutan trees, and see beetles that sells for $600, see snakes, see wild boars.. Really i tink the zoo, night safari, and botanical garden combined pales in comparison to my base -_-" (Cant reveal my base too, sensitive sensitive..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1979053547865396978?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1979053547865396978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1979053547865396978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1979053547865396978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1979053547865396978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post..'/><author><name>Newbiemage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03227702884401399616</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-22192107.post-6955892826441823063</id><published>2008-07-14T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:32:56.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! sorry for the looooong inactivity &gt;_&lt; Been quite out of touch with you guys since the appendicities saga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, appendicities seems to be long past me already, and now i've gone back to OCS in Bravo wing. About OCS... well can't say anything about it, very secretive nowadays lol, its just about as tough as i remember it to be. just finished my 3 weeks confinement though, hurray! now can finally see daylight once a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched black hawk down yesterday (after serving ns, i've developed an intense love of war films). i think its a great movie, a must watch especially for those currently disillusioned about ns. i guess it really shows how impt peace and stability is in a country. and after watching it, you'll definitely understand why we need to train so hard in army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hows everyone doing now? we should get together soon! (both chin and jere sound so emo in their last post lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6955892826441823063?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6955892826441823063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6955892826441823063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6955892826441823063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6955892826441823063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-3341316902992404174</id><published>2008-07-06T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:19:21.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blues</title><content type='html'>it used to be the ever so common Monday Blues. in fact, they do not occur all the time. However, this is no longer the case. Monday Blues occur everyweek. Worse still, the infectious blues have spread over to Sundays. Any doctor can help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks more and more as i move into ea new phase...&lt;br /&gt;the next phase is much more promising though...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, disappointment is not what awaits me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3341316902992404174?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3341316902992404174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3341316902992404174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3341316902992404174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3341316902992404174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/07/blues.html' title='The Blues'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-389113496952281300</id><published>2008-06-30T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:44:41.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished letter</title><content type='html'>after that day, i wrote a letter. But i didnt finish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to finish it, because i guess i didnt want to pass it to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in this lifetime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-389113496952281300?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/389113496952281300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=389113496952281300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/389113496952281300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/389113496952281300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/06/unfinished-letter.html' title='Unfinished letter'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8875281299069680547</id><published>2008-06-18T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:52:49.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;李圣杰-擦肩而过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我爱着谁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱到我有点醉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;告诉我你是谁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;能够把我让我变不对&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你不会累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但我却爱你爱得好累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;从没有为了谁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不顾安危付出一切&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;站在这平衡点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我还是觉得有点危险&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;或许是看不见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只能够靠感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;他不会是个好男人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也不会是个好情人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你对我说我们只是擦肩而过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;好的男人有那么多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;少了他的日子也能过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我不会再让你寂寞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也不会让你更难过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你听我说要好好学着去生活&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算未来有多少错&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;至少还有我的问候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的温柔陪你度过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你听我说&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你不要这么做&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你不要看着我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;说你已经知道怎么做&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你很难受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我愿意陪你一起承受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只要你不怕痛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;再多坎坷我都陪你走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;站在这平衡点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我还是觉得有点危险&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;或许是看不见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只能够靠感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[chorus]x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算未来有多少错&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;至少还有我的问候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的温柔陪你度过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For you omm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8875281299069680547?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8875281299069680547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8875281299069680547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8875281299069680547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8875281299069680547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-you.html' title='For You'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-3811566311387948580</id><published>2008-06-08T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:02:28.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st bday party...</title><content type='html'>nope, definitely aint mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chalet to celebrate my sis' 21st bday....and i can say it is really quite a celebration...&lt;br /&gt;apart from relatives from both paternal and maternal side showed up ( no one missing, perhaps that is the charm of being the eldest in both side), apparently her sec sch frens..jc frens..poly frens...even lecturer oso turned up....and by coincidence, saw my father's clsmate, someone whom my family used to go out with...though i was still very young then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..looking at all the people who turned up...i started to remember the days of my own class chalets....the days when the brudderhood had chalet (more stayovers though)....i missed those days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, i felt the sadness of departures. when people have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only time would freeze...or at least nothing changes....more importantly, if time freezes. i dont hv to go back to camp -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3811566311387948580?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3811566311387948580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3811566311387948580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3811566311387948580'/><link rel='self' 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OOT (out of training), meaning i get to stone in the office do some random stuff.. and have time to mug.. but i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, the medical officer(MO) didnt OOT me. when i gave him my MC, he was like "wah. so OOT la?" den i said "yea i guess so" i think he THOUGHT i ALREADY OOT by the company.. so he didnt give me the OOT letter... which is screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was juz baiscally given light duties status.. means i wont participate in training... which means.. saikang. everytime my company goes for training.. i clean the toilet, rake the garden, clean the office, set up water point or carry loads of stuff arnd.. basically.. doing rubbish.. and not having time to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could only barely have some time to mug at night.. before lights off. but all my platoon mates playing arnd, making noise, makes it all so hard to concentrate.. i really want to.. but its so hard.&lt;br /&gt;My company is POP-ing (passing out parade...ing (i know wrong grammar.. dun ask me))in 1 weeks time... and everyone is ecstatic. everyone is so freaking high.. they have been in tekong for 6 months already... but me, on the other hand, feel so left out... i cant POP with them. and i have missed so many events with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had OC's evening on thursday night.. where each platoon had to put on performances for the officers... everything revolved around POP and the commanders made slideshows about all thoes memories and moments that i missed. i was just sitting there.. and staring at everything blankly... whereas everyone had their inside jokes and fun. and after everything, i have to clear up... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still pretty much very very close with a few of my platoon mates.. but some memories just cant be replaced... its just that big chunk missing... like same for my 01 peeps.. i didnt go for sec 1 gtc. and it sucks everytime they think and talk about it.. how i wish i didnt miss any of thoes things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nor that phone call.. which never returned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these didnt help me focus or concentrate much on the little time i have to do SAT practice... and further more.. there has been many things going through my mind since book in... well probably only one particular thing... but its so messed up... everything is so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;i really couldnt take it la.... so i went to my officer (imho, hes really 懒惰. he dragged a lot of my paper work for super long.. never do.. keep slacking) and asked him when am i going to get to OOT and get posted out so i can study. he said: "sorry ah chin nam.. i know how u feel.. u must feel like fuck la, come back and everyone going to pop and u cant get to. cannot participate in anything also. i know you want to get out of this fucking island la... rest assured.. i will try to get u posted out asap." i dunno why but when i heard this i juz wept... lol.. so unmanly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and things just took a turn for the worse... now im highly likely going to send my friend to the DB detention barracks... army prison so called. to cut the long story short.. it is suspected that he stole my stores while i was away.. to return as his own when he has lost his. and no one knew about it.. but i uncovered it while checking out my stores... i suspected it. and i told my section mates.. and soon the commanders know about it(because it was later found out that many evidences and witnesses ruled against him).. and they recalled that guy from his newly posted unit (he OOT also cause he was previously to DB once for AWOL(逃兵)) to start a formal thorough investigation... somehow even if others told me it was right to do so.. i just cant help but think its my fault... i could just declare that i have lost them myself unknowingly and paid for them.. and kept everythign to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.. now if what is suspected is true... i would be the asshole who sent his own friend to jail... not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i finally got my posting. ima be a driver. which sucks. i wanted to be a clerk as a posting. clerks get 8-5 jobs.. and thus having time to study.. a driver might be a slack job compared to a combat unit.. but the driver course is a stay-in course.. means its like tekong over again.. stay in camp, book out on saturdays... wtf. everything is just not going my way this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL i can hope for is that NUS/NTU accepts my appeal and gives me a place. only then. i can finally relax a little bit more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hope everything was the way it was... how i wish i hadnt twist and busted my knee.. then i would be freaking ecstatic over POP now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no MC, plus constant training, = no free time = no bored moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;means i wouldnt have time to disturb you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;当你孤单你会想起谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6794117116359642849?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6794117116359642849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6794117116359642849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6794117116359642849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6794117116359642849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/06/mess.html' title='mess'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6178817815697608021</id><published>2008-06-01T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:49:14.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>care</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you wonder.. "is it wrong to care"... or maybe.. you cared too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess caring has its limits too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6178817815697608021?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6178817815697608021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6178817815697608021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6178817815697608021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6178817815697608021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/06/care.html' title='care'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-760839075392125142</id><published>2008-05-25T00:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:38:18.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acquaintances, friends, buddies....soulmates...</title><content type='html'>we finally had a gathering, though the turnout was rather pathetic...nevertheless, 4 of us turned up to catch Indiana Jones, namely eugene willy dali n me. Quite a nice movie. ....a gathering of lower sec frens.... the number was further reduced when dali had to join his vball mates for dinner...so the remainin musketeers went hunting for exciting and delicious meal at marina square....and guess who i met. at first glance, i thought i saw bernadette in cafe cartel..then i reconsidered and decided to ignore..as we walked hopelessly up and down the mall, tryin to decide where to eat. i caught a further glimpse of wanqing, and someone whose movements are so similar to that of ChangRong. low and behold, it was really them! sorry changrong &gt;&lt; anyway, we finally settled on Changing Appetites...honestly, dun try the Cheese the Chicken thingy, mangoes are definitely a weird thing to hv with cheese, nachos and grilled chicken....willy and eugene's food were so much more appetizing...and then we shared a mudpie. which is the onli picture we had for the day...eugene, pls post the pic :D&lt;br /&gt;....a meeting with JC frens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally finished our dinner, we decided to head down to the river to immerse and embrace our artistic side and enjoy the river acts. woah, and there zhangrui was at marina square. sadly, the water performance wasnt on, and we took a stroll down the river, hunting for future outing spots. and willy so happily predicted and coined the future of this brudderhood - clubberhood, as usual, with chin nam leading the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....chance upon upper sec fren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, we werent dressed like the peeps who frequent there. i felt so out of place...probably onli at home with the single shop that looks out of place too.. Digital @ Orchard. a camera/tech shop at clarke quay...hmmm.....we couldnt find parker's face either at arena...guess they din really make him the face of arena....and on our way back, we concluded that clubberhood is really beyond our reach. woah, and i met Nigel and Alex, both from my BMT days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....chance upon BMT buddies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so before we decided to split and head home to do some online "research" on certain scandal (qutie easy to find..lol)...we went ATM hunting. exploring the maze of central's basement....willy met his fren! and apparently, he saw some other frens earlier on o.o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, we did quite a bit of aimless walking, accomplished nthing but random chatter and bonding...it was fun nonetheless....and we din find the ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....coincidences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and den on my way home, i started reminiscing the past again...and i felt guilt this time round. so i would like to take this opportunity to apologize to the following people....starting from the closest i could rmb...&lt;br /&gt;changrong, for scaring you...sort of...and mayb causing unecessary embarassment ( i would like to apologize the other patrons as well for causing a disturbance in ur happy dining experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derrick (sispec acquaintance), well i did apologize almost immediately after venting my anger on him( mayb a sign of improvement in my anger management)..but im still rather regretful that i actually vent my anger on him..so, sorry pal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; elaine (guitar senior). i could actually just msn her the apology, which would make more sense. but i dun hv the guts...and futhermore, it could hv been a petty event which she could not hv even rmbed. so, im sorry for being rude and an ass at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i wonder if they will ever get to see these apologies...den again, nvm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, and den there is this girl in p.sch, when we were p2 or p3..cant really rmb...but im really sorry for pulling your pants down, an act of mischeif with my fren. i just rmbed i did this...but cant rmb who it was &gt;&lt; boys will b boys, always mischiveous. so if you ever read this, and geng geng yu huai ( i doubt you will though), im sry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all others whom i hv been a nuisance to all the times, frequently, sometimes, occasionally. (circle one). im really sorry. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-760839075392125142?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/760839075392125142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=760839075392125142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/760839075392125142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/760839075392125142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/05/acquaintances-friends-buddiessoulmates.html' title='acquaintances, friends, buddies....soulmates...'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-7702943678547660272</id><published>2008-05-23T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:57:09.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of the immediate, the distant, and the non-existent future</title><content type='html'>i've been giving a lot of thoughts about the future these few days, since im block leave anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, block leave wasnt exactly spent idling...so far...cause the first two days were spent helping my father with his work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i believe a lot of people have been thinking about their own future, what they want and what they can do. Making choices, thinking over them, and perhaps changing their decision. It is after all the period in which we start to come of age to face the real world, the period in which we have to decide what we want to do with our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people believe that university courses have little to no regards with what you will eventually end up working as, whilst they are also people who tend to believe the opposite. for me, im one who is stuck in the middle of both, believing in a little of both. so ultimately, im in a dilemma as to what course shld i take for uni? i fear the unknown, i fear the future.&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking of the pros and cons, weighing the differences...thinking about what i will get to experience...but at the same time, i think about what i will not experience...i fear that my choice might not b a wise choice..though i hv yet to make any choices...so as i ponder about the future and its uncertainties, i came to realise how much i missed school....how much i missed the so called innocence of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;admittedly, i wasnt exactly enjoying every single bit of my sch life since probably the day i entered RI and then moved on to RJ. sch life seemed to pale in comparison when u watch japanese dramas and what nots about their sch life. it seems so much more..happening than what i hv went thru..nevertheless...the monotony and frustrations i endured were so much more better than that of the army..really......i cant wait to ORD. just for the record, it isnt really as tough as many would like to think...but this yearning for THE day to come just grabs almost every NSFs...it is onli a matter of time before they succumb to this wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...i finally bought my acoustic gutiar capo..perhaps money well spent, perhaps overspent as well cause i chose for sth better..when the cheaper one would suffice...my classical guitar capo is like sitting ard now, without any use..together with the classical gutiar strap...both are good stuffs which has become a bit obsolete....also, i finally found that elusive video series which i hv spent countless time questing for, i.e. Band of Brothers. and guess what, i had to question how much i really want it. cause when i finally found it, it was the collector's edition i think ( in a metal case with a lot of additional stuff cds like docu and making of). instead of immediately making the purchase, i just stop and stared at the price tag. it is a whooping $140....jokes...bleh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7702943678547660272?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7702943678547660272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7702943678547660272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long week end. cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn u tango and delta. gimme back james beta n yong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8120666365072413364?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8120666365072413364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8120666365072413364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8120666365072413364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8120666365072413364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/05/wkend.html' title='wkend'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-2173427125458801568</id><published>2008-05-05T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:20:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where?</title><content type='html'>Read a blog post today. Made me wonder where i stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm someone said "I should just try to talk to people who really want to talk to me and not bother those who don’t."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyone had this motto in mind.. i wonder how wld it be like.. both sides conflict if u get what i mean... A tried hard to talk to B but B wants to talk to C, thus being daoish to A, and C wants to talk to A (loop) or D(chain), thus being daoish to B...and so on so fourth.. assuming that it continues in the trend.. then suddenly they gain enlightenment of the above statement as mentioned.. then the conflict wld be that B will now try to talk to A but A wont want to talk to B anymore, and tried to talk to C (loop) while C daos A and talks to B.... and then they will keep switching wldnt it.. everyone's role will be different the next minute.. ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wonder, if its just A B and C, and that C doesnt loop to A. between A and C, which one am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2173427125458801568?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2173427125458801568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2173427125458801568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2173427125458801568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2173427125458801568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/05/where.html' title='Where?'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6018515164366213342</id><published>2008-05-04T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:26:46.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>a rather cliche title.....but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys..pls try to keep nxt wkend (Saturday) free...&lt;br /&gt;we are goin out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys actually visit this blog -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6018515164366213342?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6018515164366213342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6018515164366213342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6018515164366213342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6018515164366213342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/05/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-530076503172291849</id><published>2008-04-15T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T03:38:39.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outings</title><content type='html'>hi yall, here to update cause im immensely bored... everyone has finally gone in. the ocs pple came out last week too, which oni made me feel more lonely now that they are gone. as in u know... when pple are gone some time.. u sorta feel more or less used to it or maybe numb.. then suddenly they re-appear only to disappear a few moments later.. which kinda sucks... ok .. which totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, back to the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat was chocolate shalom's bday, and the gals planned a picnic at sentosa for her! well, was supposed to emet up at 2:30.. so i was like.. hmm.. well, they are CONFIRM gunna be late.. so say i reach there arnd 3.. that shld be just right~... Alas i was wrong. at 3, i only saw elaine there -.- haha.. oh xiaole was on time, but with her parents in vivo apparently.. wanqing and bernie arrived at hmm iono 3:30? not sure lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since shalom was supposed to come at 4, we had to hurriedly go get some candles and foodstuffs, and of coruse her pressent... which xl and wq went off to take care of. me bernie and elaine went to giant, which was really &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; GIANT (the basement anyways) to shop for the grocceries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the rest at club marc, including jem aggy and cr. saw xl trying on some jeans... i was like "hmm? are u getting thoes for shalom?" which came the answer duh, not. haha.. she was shopping for herself! ah well, gals~ shopping wherever they go haha.. but we got shalom a handy dandy handcarry bag anyways, quite pretty.. aggy got 1 to match too lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off we went to board the monorail to sentosa! the gals cam whored muchly... i was pretty much their camera man lol... and it was really quite hard to take fotos in a moving monorail.. lol.. and WOW sentosa has really changed a lot! last time the monorail stop was just a monorail stop.&lt;em&gt;fullstop&lt;/em&gt;. now its like.. a mini shopping mall lols. ok la.. not really.. the stop itself oni had a starbucks attached to it.. but nearby and surrounding were lotsa other shops.. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so we proceeded to head for the beach. we could have settled for some where near and more quiet, but ms aggy chewy wanted to have an adventure! she wantedto head over to this bridge which was connected to a mini island... xl was like saying "can someone please tell her the bridge is DAMN FAR?" lol which was quite funny... then there were a lot of arguments on how we shld juz settle down and some on how we shld find a more picturesque spot... well... nothing was kinda decided but we kinda started walking towards the bridge. twas quite a trecherous journey lol... with the sand feeling kinda crappy because it rained bomb heavily in the morning.. i was found stepping on very uneven sand which varied in texture.. some parts fine and soft some parts coarse and clumpy (wet) lol... not gd for my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we finally reached the bridge area, but to much horror, the bridge was closed.. aggy's idea of heading across teh bridge to the mini island den to the top of the tower on the island to have our picnic was dashed. we walked for nothing! but it was really a gd idea actually.. i wld love to have went up the tower.. moar wind less pple moar scenery.. LESS SAND/MUD/GRIME ON MY GROUNDSHEET AND MATS. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well too bad then... and damn.. the area arnd the closed bridge was so crowded! i swore if we have given up walking further and juz plopped down right there.. our faces would become frisbee/ball magnets. needless to say flying sand particles. so we headed further up a bit.. found a nice and even lvled spot.. and layed open the mat and sheet. put our stuff. and wondered what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i dunno which gal said "lets go make sand castles!" um.. ok.. lol.. i was thinking.. no tools? o.o how to make sial... well.. we went down to make anyway.. which resulted in a... round mound? lol... wq and bernie tried to bury my feet too...they wanted to bury my feet so deep that i couldnt get out of the heavy load of sand.. well.. they took pretty long lol.. and it was down on a slope.. so i had to phantom chair half squad the whole time.. which resulted in pretty soar legs i have now.. haha.. well.. and though i muz say they did bury me ALMOST knee deep.. but failed to keep me trapped lol.. like xl said .. "what a cheap thrill -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well jeremy changed up and came to help with the sand castle.. but still there aint much that cld be done without tools lol... we pretty much added an inverted plastic cup mound on top of the round tortoise shell mound. thats about it.. lol.. well we got bored and headed up to the picnic grounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aggy and cr had gone off to take pictures and stuff.. we started to arrange the stuff to await shaloms arrival. the gals snacked, i sat. watched some random dudes playing rugby while the gals chit chatted.. jem went to fill 2 moar inverted cups of sand to make the outposts of the "mini segment of great wall of china"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon shalom came! we ate the food. muz say xiaole's mum makes some great bee hoon. haha.. well i said "quite nice" xiaole said "what quite nice.. is DAMN NICE"... well.. ok fine. DAMN nice can? lol.. as i proceeded to grab more grub, changrong snapped at me "leave some for sabbie la!" like i was some greedy dustbin.. den i replied "yea.. she can eat this WHOLE box of things" den cr revealed her true intentions! "i also need to eat what! u all started without us leh!(her and aggy were still taking pictures before tt)" haha.. well now.. who's the glutton~ was quite full actually.. surprisingly.. lol.. after we(meNjem) were done with the food.. we decided to make a sand castle/cake for shalom.. since MARCUS didnt want to come, which made us have to celebrate the bday WITHOUT a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;em&gt;well &lt;/em&gt;equipped with forks and spoons, we set out to make a nicer sand "thing". the huge round mound the gals created shall become out building block. we cut terraces into the block, to make the mound into a layered squarish "cake'.. u know, somewhat like the cake bot in gunbound.. yea smth liddat... cut in some patterns, and i skillfully made staircase steps and a door. we put in 4 towers at the top of the castle cake and den placed tea lights on each of the towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it was quite like.. not &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; but it was nice =) haha.. some malay girl came over and talked to us about it haha.. "oh someones birthday ah? oh 19th birthday?" pointing to the 19 sculpted on top.. yea we kinda said.. "wow so sweet" hahahaha.. ok.. nice response. we'll it was fun for us anyway.. so win win situation. got shalom down to see it.. found a few malay guys taking fotos with it o.o and muttering some malay words which i didnt understand.. but probably something like "wtm is this guai lan thing?" lol! well, shalom seemed pretty touched.. which is good yea.. den went back up to find sabbie has arrived... later than bday girl -.- tsk tsk.. well but she brought some pretty nice konyaku jelly. so i mercy her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some gals brought shalom down to distract her while a few others went to make tea light formations in the words "happy 19 birthday" there was no "th" to the 19 i dunno why. they cld have changed birthday to bday to cut back on wastage of the tealights haha.. well sorry i wasnt there to provide the idea.. was doing guard duty with jem on the belongings.. t0ked k0ked a bit, before going over to help with the lighting of the candles... got on the sparklers and got shalom up.. put on the light show, sang happy bday.. haha.. nice albeit smokey... and shalom while trying to get away frm the smoke, kept backing up... she went further and further away, but the smoke was blowing in that direction.. which proved no help to her incessant koffing lol! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had these malay guys help us take foto.. i lighted their cigs after that.. something jem calls symbiosis. word to that. lol.. well.. muz be quite a success.. shalom droped a few tears~ haha..&lt;br /&gt;headed back to habour front.. sat down at some grand stand.. the gals talked bout uni apps and stuff.. while i stonned. found out marcus was at harbour front -.- that ass.. called him gave him a tongue lashing and owned his ass down to join us for a bit.. at least to wish bday girl well.. haha.. after that we went home on our seperate ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats not the end to the outing.. ongnardo came home with me haha... he was with the archers at harbour front too.. we got together a mini 01 supper gathering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time seeing the few guys.. ok fine.. oni psy and dan.. after their first book out frm the 3 weeks ocs confinement.. revitalizing t0k k0k sessions over bowls of scrumptious mee pok/kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that everyone went home. ongnardo went back to my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dota games tgt online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nxt day.. they were gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till nxt week my frens! 01 campfire: ocean's 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... well technically not today.. its 3:10 am.. but aiya wtm... as i was saying, today, finally got to meet my platoon mates for platoon outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its their block leave now, as the new recruits settle in.. so they get 1 week off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss all of them so much! and so much has happened since i've been gone.. i really really dun wanna miss all that de... but this s2pid injury had to come.. which sucks bad. sigh.. i wanna go chiong sua with them! i wanna form close bonds with all of em, but this thing pretty much puts me out of action and out of contact with them.. so this outing was really nice to catch up with all of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really happy to have such fun, hip and funny platoon mates... with special credits to my bunk mates who really care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at seoul garden at taka.. chewng wenzhao is the ultimate eater. he almost made seoul garden bankrupt. lol... and andy brought his gf along.. and wow.. shes a pretty girl.. haha.. lucky dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked a lot, joked a lot, laughed a lot, ate a lot... basically made merry haha... johnnie was still wearing his super skrued up looking uncle shirt. -.- how to get gerry liddat sial! haha... really stunned to find my co-buddy, khai, charged for AWOL... wah... my bunk mate charged to 20 days in db.. that muz be shocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seetong still my best partner in crime as ever haha.. constantly preying on johnnie, making fun of him. but its all in a nice and frenly way la haha.. and i think he likes the attention a lot! HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.. i really missed andy tho... never got to talk much to him as he was sitting at the other table... still remember how we sneaked over to falcon to raid the bunks for "treasures" when they were out for field camp haha! and going up to fifth floor to nibble on forbidden fruits. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he'd always bully me and me suanning him back... life in camp wouldnt be as fun without him... too bad the smokers always sit together.. ah wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to go for pool after that.. some hopped into yin kai's mitsubishi lancer, while me and 6 others got into jeromy's 7 seater.. andy+gf on bike, seetong da rider on his kawasaki... haha they were like having a mini race.. damn siao. all these drivers/riders crazy one.. in the open road, not even high way.. cutting lanes and speeding liddat lol... the 7 seater was hella fun... jeromy playing heavy racing techno music with the windows down and wind in our hair haha.. quite cool... albeit all the cigerette smoke -.- cough cough* haha... wah in camp they get to smoke 3/4 sticks a day.. outside here.. they smoke like... NON stop. lol.. even saw ariff and shai smoking la. but ok la.. social smoke.. not addicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool today was good. 遇强则强. many of them were extremely good! so i played pretty well too haha.. won 4/5 lost 1... to that idiot johnnie &gt;:E grr... haha.. well, cld win a fair amt cause din play with andy and jeromy... they crazy 1... IMBA. like professionals liddat... start break.. dunnid wait ur turn, finish liao.. wtm. -.- now we know why andy kept suggesting to go pool... show off! oh oh and i juz found out this brand of beer.. hoegaarden.. its superb. top quality. never take carlsberg again. haha.. has this really sweet malty aftertaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that most split up... me, seetong, johnnie, tai seng, ariff, aliff, shai, andy and gf went to bugis to shop shop walk walk after that... yea.. and then went home le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really wish we could talk like before...&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to u, i want to talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-530076503172291849?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/530076503172291849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=530076503172291849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/530076503172291849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/530076503172291849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/04/outings.html' title='Outings'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-3916608656181502112</id><published>2008-04-13T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...just a little sharing session...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i went to sentosa ytd...shall show off some pictures......&lt;br /&gt;which are quite irrelavant to wad happened ytd....those will hv to wait until the camera-women upload the pics....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188577944861800386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__G08hSJiOLM/SAGIJozp98I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i9nCYz1-OzY/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188578722250880978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__G08hSJiOLM/SAGI24zp99I/AAAAAAAAAEo/PssUZSLXWSQ/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&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/22192107-3916608656181502112?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3916608656181502112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3916608656181502112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3916608656181502112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3916608656181502112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-little-sharing-session.html' title='...just a little sharing session...'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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/__G08hSJiOLM/SAGIJozp98I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i9nCYz1-OzY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-1387740683577144177</id><published>2008-04-05T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:30:28.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with pride we lead...</title><content type='html'>honestly,&lt;br /&gt;apart from the fact that i hv lesser allowance, wont get a shiny nice sword, nor a chance to wear no.1...and other weird things that they do....like that famous dinner thingy....im really liking it where i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lesser allowance is seriously unfair...lol.....like totally unfair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1387740683577144177?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1387740683577144177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1387740683577144177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1387740683577144177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1387740683577144177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-pride-we-lead.html' title='with pride we lead...'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-1822165867436840782</id><published>2008-04-04T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:56:36.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>sometimes u do/say something on impulse. with a sort of good intention in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that something u did/said gets taken in the wrong light and makes the situation worse instead. because, well.. it was on impulse, and not much careful thinking has been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it really sucks, cause its hard to undo what u did or take back what u said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u get left there stranded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks even more when situations don't permit/ are not in favour of u to confront and solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u just feel sunken everyday, and wish the problem confronted u instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... whats to do? blame it on your own stupidity and brashness. 三思而行.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, i really hate MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1822165867436840782?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1822165867436840782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1822165867436840782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1822165867436840782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1822165867436840782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-5115149208771190634</id><published>2008-03-28T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:16:33.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something simple</title><content type='html'>i was just looking for something simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i need, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it just didnt appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i shld have looked harder for something simpler, it would have felt lighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5115149208771190634?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5115149208771190634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5115149208771190634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5115149208771190634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5115149208771190634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-simple.html' title='something simple'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-1163914743327667517</id><published>2008-03-16T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:07:39.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust</title><content type='html'>for those of you who had watched Stardust the movie....which was a pretty long ago movie....i hoped you had liked it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway, should you be free these days, or have the habit of reading, do pick up a copy of Stardust by Neil Gaiman...the novel which the movie was based on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are quite a lot of differences between the movie and book....and if you are anything like me and disappointed with the lame ending of the movie, the book would provide you with a much more...mature...ending....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1163914743327667517?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1163914743327667517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1163914743327667517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1163914743327667517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1163914743327667517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/03/stardust.html' title='Stardust'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-9093866655929162720</id><published>2008-03-16T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:10:38.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500 people....</title><content type='html'>Was reading a book recently, a novel to be exact, and in it was a paragraph which went along the line of the following....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is said that the world is a stage, and that our lives are in itself a play. Within each play, the main cast would amount to approximately 500 people, which includes people who you meet everyday, people who you try to bump into everyday and the people who you spend a lifetime avoiding. And for the rest of the world and its people, they are merely the backdrop and extras, insignificant to the unfolding of the main story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;so start counting. start counting the number of people you meet almost everyday, the number of people you tend to run into every other time, and the number of people you put effort into avoiding. perhaps, just perhaps, it may really add up to 500 people, give and take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-9093866655929162720?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/9093866655929162720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=9093866655929162720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9093866655929162720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9093866655929162720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/03/500-people.html' title='500 people....'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-6789479231713328053</id><published>2008-03-06T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:32.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops..</title><content type='html'>Lol... how i wish it had been a dislocation instead! ah well.... operating this saturday, 1 day right after results release! zzz too fast la haha... doc said after operating, at least 2 months MC! lol... 2 months away frm army, nice not? haha but have to be on crutches for like.. almost a month...sigh, might have to 打消 some dates de 念头 le...)= 3 mnths before can jog,6 months before i can do sports and stuff normally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. things didnt go according to my plans, but pes C here i come! haha... its always good to stay positive and look at the brighter side of life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R8-ESyXRKQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G36Wb3MNISE/s1600-h/MOUNT+ALVERNIA+HOSPITAL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174499955163867394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R8-ESyXRKQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G36Wb3MNISE/s400/MOUNT+ALVERNIA+HOSPITAL.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;do come and visit! haha... peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6789479231713328053?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6789479231713328053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6789479231713328053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6789479231713328053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6789479231713328053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/03/oops.html' title='oops..'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R8-ESyXRKQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G36Wb3MNISE/s72-c/MOUNT+ALVERNIA+HOSPITAL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-779794619401901881</id><published>2008-03-01T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:34:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hah... what a waste.</title><content type='html'>this is so dumb... haha to think i wanted to be garrang in camp and complete BMT with full attendence...never dropped out once, nor report sick once in my entire 3 mnths here, and only about 3 others with the same record.. and i have to dislocate my damn kneecap now... zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.. following that dislocation, comes more dropping out le, cause will be on excuse status for at least 2 weeks.. cannot participate in anything... well, at least i;ll give the soc practices a miss... now i look at the soc grounds in fear.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking scary man.. i got phobia liao.. imagine u jump off some dumb plank, land, and try to stand up only to hear a loud KKRAAK sound, which ur seargeant standing 5 metres away could hear too, den u realise u cannot walk anymore, like the joint is gonna give way anytime &gt;.&gt; and the doctor said i'll probably be able to walk around freely only after 2 weeks of rest or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if i shld have juz chao genged frm the start haha... and try to down pes. hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-779794619401901881?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/779794619401901881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=779794619401901881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/779794619401901881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/779794619401901881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/03/hah-what-waste.html' title='hah... what a waste.'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-5848530857066330696</id><published>2008-02-24T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:42:38.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wkend Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Ding Tai Fung is so much cheaper...&lt;br /&gt;i can feed 6 mouths at 100 odd dollars...and they all feel full (me inclusive)&lt;br /&gt;whereas i can onli feed 3 mouths at 70 odd for 3 persons(marche), who did not really feel full after that ( me inclusive once more).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...treated ice cream too...hmm...venezia gelato for everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a jacket too...&lt;br /&gt;hence....i just spent more than half my allowance. woots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o..saw agnes...wonder if she recognises that it was me, or she thought some random guy was just waving at her....from her blog...no mention..very sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...guys! we arent even playing games together anymore! heck.&lt;br /&gt;appearZ! at least appearZ to tok kok! no sing song or play mahjong oso can....baah...im half bored.thats why i like being in camp at times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wkend resolutions undone:&lt;br /&gt;play arcade. (carried over for like..wks already.)&lt;br /&gt;watch movie. (likewise, carried over for wks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5848530857066330696?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5848530857066330696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5848530857066330696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5848530857066330696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5848530857066330696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/02/money-money-money.html' title='Wkend Resolutions'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-7549502239902781651</id><published>2008-02-22T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:16:47.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so many things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i cant arrange my thoughts properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many thoughts, too much to solve, too much running thru my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to say, but i just dunno what to say. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thats why no title.. lol&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there's nothing i can say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... say something to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7549502239902781651?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7549502239902781651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7549502239902781651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7549502239902781651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7549502239902781651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-so-many-things-to-say-but.html' title=''/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-629484945311070992</id><published>2008-02-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:12:54.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian ji pua</title><content type='html'>The long weekend has come to an end... booking in at 6 today.. feeling very zzZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been pretty boring and mumdane for me. i dunno why. this used to be my favourite time of the year. Chinese new year. i guess its the lack of the festive mood. in tekong, we 与世隔绝... no festive songs, no red decorations everywhere.. then when we juz book out, wham, everything flushes in so fast, that you kinda get dizzy. without even realising, the chinese new eyar holiday has come and gone past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, didnt go visiting anywhere, cept wentao's hse, where i juz came back frm staying over. people usually come over to visit, so we stay at home. i guess its cause this used to be where my grandfather stayed, so its like.. THE gathering place. though sometimes we go to my eldest uncle's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess.... this hols wouldn't have been so boring... but what can i say, everyone has their own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe why im typing all these boring stuff... maybe to fill up the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i'm just a boring person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-629484945311070992?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/629484945311070992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=629484945311070992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/629484945311070992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/629484945311070992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/02/sian-ji-pua.html' title='Sian ji pua'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8876057777808557267</id><published>2008-02-03T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:25:08.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks.</title><content type='html'>it has been 3 weeks since enlistement..and there goes one third of my BMT life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my second shave on the third week. and as usual, there were a lot of ppl complaining...personally, i din really see the shaving of head as that bad...until when i went to buy CNY clothes....everytime i look at the mirror in the changin room, i feel that something is wrong, and it is very obvious that the hair part is wrong. very weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv saw myself complaining about this...but having shaved head is really CRAP! i always hear complains from my bunk mates....cursing and swearing...1, for the fact that they dun hv hair anymore and 2, the barber in camp, although cost cheap ($2), but doesnt really do a proper shave...u can hv strands of longer hair sticking ard.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, spent a lot of money...more than wadw i hv gotten from the army so far....but still...rather happy...cept for the fact that i just lost my magnetic earring earlier today &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...hope this isnt divulging any secrets, or saying anything that shld not be said &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;with that aside....guys! lets go out sometime! we honestly need to meet up..talk cock...the singing and mahjong can put aside....erm...arcade? bowl? pool? best is bball &gt;&lt; my bball with weepin though..and he very busy man...hai....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8876057777808557267?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8876057777808557267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8876057777808557267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8876057777808557267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8876057777808557267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-weeks.html' title='3 weeks.'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-5148862787389105933</id><published>2008-02-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:03:23.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itsumo itsudemo</title><content type='html'>A quote from blog hopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you feel lonely at times? What do you do when you feel lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Why will loneliness strike you so suddenly? I feel lonely. I dunno why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... maybe i do know why. maybe i brought this lonely feeling upon myself... by forcing myself to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't stop my mind from thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5148862787389105933?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5148862787389105933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5148862787389105933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5148862787389105933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5148862787389105933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/02/why.html' title='itsumo itsudemo'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-2537793544849364521</id><published>2008-01-31T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss Dali....'s cafe :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2-PWecTjLU/R6DBwmC6k2I/AAAAAAAAApg/ludGf9ggoL8/s1600-h/DSC00872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2-PWecTjLU/R6DBwmC6k2I/AAAAAAAAApg/ludGf9ggoL8/s320/DSC00872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161338213557244770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha took this last year when i was in Japan (could not connect hp to comp until now lol)..&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/22192107-2537793544849364521?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2537793544849364521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2537793544849364521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2537793544849364521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2537793544849364521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-miss-dalis-cafe.html' title='We miss Dali....&apos;s cafe :D'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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/_r2-PWecTjLU/R6DBwmC6k2I/AAAAAAAAApg/ludGf9ggoL8/s72-c/DSC00872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-4304224144617782596</id><published>2008-01-03T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:09:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd jan 2008</title><content type='html'>ah~ the first day of sch...and im happily (groggily) on my way to sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i am always feeling flustered abt wad to bring on the first day of sch...a problem which has plagued me forever, as long as im a student. hate the feeling of not hving the material to look at/scribble on/doodle on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..civics tutor is addressing the class again...o well..let me check wad is for the next period..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...argh...today is a longgggggg day &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more lectures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutorial...lucky, there wasnt any holiday homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break! finally..woots...time to rush down to the canteen...)Q@(&lt;a href="mailto:$*@#*($"&gt;$*@#*($&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; small canteen which has limited seats too...nd to hunt for table which can fit more or less half the cls....&lt;br /&gt;stupid long queues too....guess shall eat at whichever has the shortest queue again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...more tutorials...bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch...more long queues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternn lesson...crap...just now ate too much..now very slpy...and the lesson very boring....&lt;br /&gt;im dozing off...&lt;br /&gt;dozing of...&lt;br /&gt;dozin....&lt;br /&gt;dozzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.wad a dream..time to go eat me breakfast.  :)&lt;br /&gt;happy first day at sch :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4304224144617782596?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4304224144617782596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4304224144617782596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4304224144617782596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4304224144617782596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2008/01/2nd-jan-2008.html' title='2nd jan 2008'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-1004907752822159618</id><published>2007-12-24T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:16:50.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats this</title><content type='html'>huh? whats this... i not here, no 1 blog.. whats this.. gentlemen, wake up ur idea! this is no longer JC life! its.. oh wait.. its nothingness for u all.. lol.. juz hols.. which leads me to ask why no blog!! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la i juz come here cause i sian, and to fill the void oso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;army's been great so far.. so far quite slack in terms of training wise.. cause still early ma.. i got 6 mnths to go.. plus still early they give some time for adjustments.. but tekan sessions are starting haha.. i like! for now i still feel that SUTC and GTC scout camps whoops training here... but we shall see la, 2 mnths down the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still some physical trianingings.. 1 mnth later, will draw arms.. den training scheduel start to tighten and then willg et more shag, den will do all the out field trainings.. which are quite manly.. better gear up! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i say some stuffs now so nxt time pple dun keep asking same stuff 1 by one den keep repeating lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk firstly muz understand that when u enlist at a certain date at certain time, ur prolly frm the same company. each company has arnd 150 pple.. though mine got less like 130. den each company will go through the same programmes  and lessons together.. but each company is split into 3 platoons, which is smthing like a class la.. u all do everything tgt, eat tgt, sit tgt, stay on the same floor... the 3 platoons tgt is like.. lecture grp + pe grp liddat la... after that platoon is split into 4 sections.. each section is where ur bunk mates are.. each section 12 pple.. 12 beds in a bunk lo.. thats basically it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my company/platoon is quite mixed...average age as of 2007 should be 20 y.o. yup. about 30% liddat frm jc, another 20% frm poly, and about 30% ite, 20% are PhD (poly halfway dropout) or N'level, or O'level pple.. but fret not, your company's are most likely 100% jc or poly batch. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, when first go in, quite man la, quite hard to click haha.. cause so diff backgrounds... about 10% have half their body tatooed or more lol.. and really really 45% of the whole company smokes haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, but at least i'm pretty good wif my bunk mates le, den starting to get closer to the rest of my platoon mates.. not bad not bad.. and got arnd 5mnths + to bond! haha.. quite interesting to have all these diff pple here... i noe it wld be much easier to go in and have everyone frm jc, den ez to strike convo.. juz ask"eh whats ur sub combi, hows A's" lol... but here u start of wif some vulgarity of some languange.. tamil, malay, chinese, hokkien all got lol.. but good la, at least u get to know more pple and get to understand diff types of pple la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... here got a bunch of body builders too hahaha.. wahhh all sibeii strong sia.. weigh 120kg can do 8 pull ups.. nice. lol.. all so wasted la, come for extra training even though they are so freaking mascular.. juz cause they heavy and compacted haha.. but their 2.4 timing oso not that good la haha.. that time went to gym lesson... the benchpress machine.. 1 of my bunkmates.. went there.. put FULL LOAD. 108KG not pounds.. den juz press like nothing. i juz K.O and died. LOL... he say he do 120 bench outside de.. kao.. crazy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else.. nothing much le.. oh for thoes gg in, my sergeant said "IN the SAF, we train to standards. so once u reach the standard, we wont bother u anymore" so always keep this moto in ur mind: "DO IT ONCE, DO IT GOOD!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all shout louder than me now... &lt;strong&gt;GOOD DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1004907752822159618?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1004907752822159618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1004907752822159618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1004907752822159618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1004907752822159618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/12/whats-this.html' title='whats this'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-4708316523512083913</id><published>2007-12-09T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01-2002 Bintan Trip (click pic to enlarge)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i finally got my lazy ass down to blog. This time it shall be about the 01-2002 batch overseas trip to Bintan. though Psy has already blogged about day 1 and going to blog day 2 and 3 soon and in detail (i hope!), i still wanna blog it down myself so i would not forget the memories and times we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------- DAY ONE -----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on the 1st of dec, i went to tanah merah mrt to meet alvin and james.. james being the noob cake that he is, was late. we all cabbed down and met everyone at tanah merah ferry terminal. we stonned around to fill in some forms and also to wait for ongardo, the late man.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEUnEQm7I/AAAAAAAAADo/I1L68Yq9FmY/s1600-h/DSCF0506.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the ferry tickets den went to the boarding area, but the ferry late lol.. always liddat.. so we kinda stonned around. den betawesh and me went to the liquor store to buy some liquor. He bought Bombay Saphire while i got the Absolut Vodka Peach. at 47% and 40% alcohol respectively.. and they were MAN cheap. like 28 per litre. cause there untaxed ma.. some manly... sadly they oni allow us to get 1 litre per passport. but aiya enuff la haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stonned around and everyone cam whored a little lol... oh and quite wtm, the jetty where u board the ferry.. is actually floating.. den it keep bobbing up and down lol.. quite manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEAXEQm2I/AAAAAAAAADA/6BJIaWcaIBY/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141918910044478306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEAXEQm2I/AAAAAAAAADA/6BJIaWcaIBY/s400/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone stoning around waiting to board the ferry lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEAnEQm3I/AAAAAAAAADI/Kw634bvkz7s/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141918914339445618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEAnEQm3I/AAAAAAAAADI/Kw634bvkz7s/s400/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dylan acting spas and sad cause he leaving singapore =P &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEUnEQm7I/AAAAAAAAADo/I1L68Yq9FmY/s1600-h/DSCF0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141919257936829362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEUnEQm7I/AAAAAAAAADo/I1L68Yq9FmY/s400/DSCF0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we kept finding pple to take pic.. in the end asked the store selling Ba Zhang to take for us but he say he bz.. Zzz.. den ask some passer by lol.. this was taken juz before we left the ferry terminal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we boarded the ferry. it was named Aria Bupala. lol and the ride was about 45 mins, and pretty much puke enducing lol.. kept bobbing up and down la! good thing i immune! but ong neh was quite affected by it... he quite degen and ate anti sea sick pills, which KO him for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEBHEQm4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/mnE5nRQim9g/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141918922929380226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEBHEQm4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/mnE5nRQim9g/s400/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xj bought an icecream in the ferry.. it cotst 2.80 SGD.. wooo.. not bad QUITE cheap. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEBnEQm5I/AAAAAAAAADY/kT8rIp-6bz0/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141918931519314834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEBnEQm5I/AAAAAAAAADY/kT8rIp-6bz0/s400/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ongneh playing wif cam, jc and betaman posing lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEB3EQm6I/AAAAAAAAADg/uUasgi7K9yU/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141918935814282146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEB3EQm6I/AAAAAAAAADg/uUasgi7K9yU/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan and I, wif dylan and psy failing in trying to get out of the background&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached bintan then it was already quite late already.. at lik 5 + issit? haha oh yea and bintan is 1 hour behind singapore time! so technically its 4+ at bintan. bought a lot of MAN expensive snacks in the terminal.. cause no where else to buy le.. den took quite a long bus ride to our hotel. the Nirwana Resort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the resort is beautiful la! den psy checked us in. we got rooms 3205, 3209 and 3227! (i bought 4D but din come out D= ) we ohyapeiyasom to decide who room with who. in de end its the owl 2004 gang who got roomed together at 3209! whereas dan xj and betawesh got roomed to 3205 and ongneh alvin and dylan got roomed far far away to 3227! haha... naturally the middle room, wif me psy and james, got named the HQ(headquarters) where everyone will go to, to meet up. basically everyone stonned in their rooms and watched random tv shows until like 6+ before coming over to HQ to meet up, den we decided to go to the Kelong for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was quite a nice dinner la. basically at first some people want to be more hassle free so they proposed to order the set lol.. dunno whats it called.. psy said its some phoenix bursting out or smthing set lol.. i could tell straight away that its cheat money, frm the way all the waiters keep pushing us to buy it. cause we like bunch of kids so he think we damn noob.. but got me and betawesh da experts! haha so basically me and beta helped the group alacarte.. and saved like over 10 bucks per person as compared to if we were to order the less dishes and less filling suckier set course menu! wooooo! hmm for the list of the food we ate, can go refer to sirui's blog haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that man filling and relativey satisfying albiet more X den expected meal, we headed back to the hotel. den like everyone kinda degen so we were like WHAT THE MAN STOP DEGENING, LETS WALK ARND! haha so we went to the beach to walk arnd.. it was already around 9+ and quite man dark haha.. so we cant really see anything at the beach.. but the stars were.. simply put.. dazzling and amazing.. they were soooo beautiful and aplenty... there were sooo many, juz like the sand under our feets.. and the breeze, or shall i say gale, there was sooo cooling and strong! haha we cam whored quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wienEQm8I/AAAAAAAAADw/G0Bc98P7uEA/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022783828532162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wienEQm8I/AAAAAAAAADw/G0Bc98P7uEA/s400/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;xj being a happy man lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wie3EQm9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/t-abNi0vWLM/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022788123499474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wie3EQm9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/t-abNi0vWLM/s400/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ongnardo doing something to the sand! :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wifnEQm_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ht-fobcHSz4/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022801008401394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wifnEQm_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ht-fobcHSz4/s400/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg! 01 2002(+feet n hands)! haha actually its drawn by james it think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wifXEQm-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/uLy51xWpHpY/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022796713434082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wifXEQm-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/uLy51xWpHpY/s400/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniel acting spastic haha.. i think its the wind owning him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wif3EQnAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yg6NjSgzWMA/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142022805303368706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wif3EQnAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yg6NjSgzWMA/s400/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Betawesh getting owned by the force of the wind + my flash lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wrote like 01-2002 love! on the sand, den xj grabbed this dude frm some man farway place, all the way to the beach, to help us take foto haha! but the foto not bad, i like =D.. after that we walked up and down the beach, most pple were toking cock. i burst into random songs wif xj and psy.. den we reached this pitstop lol.. some resting stand thingy and juz sit inside.. started talking about random stuffs like tazer guns killing people etc. we also broke out in random songs! we even sang edelwiss, complete wif all the hand actions! haha.. sang some scout songs too, like ging gang goo, complete wif all the shaliwali LOLOL... we also sang the RI batch songs.. ahhh such were the times.... after that we decided to zhao back to the hotel rooms... it was then that i realised that the spot i sat on had some manly TAR PASTE thing.. it stained my jeans.. and could never be washed off ever again -.- some tmd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at HQ everyone juz stonned and most people watched War of the worlds on HBO, while me dylan ongneh and daniel played bridge... then we took out the vodka and started drinking.. since it was quite strong, i mixed it wif apple juice bought earlier on.. and omg DAMN NICE! like apple peach drink + vodka. hahaha so nice la.. everyone drank a little.. but i kept drinking like a man haha... in the end i kinda drank half of the 1 litre bottle of vodka.. den got &lt;em&gt;kinda&lt;/em&gt; tipsy lol.. BUT NOT DRUNK!! i was kinda in the high state la, not drunk yet, so cld still roughly remember what happened haha... actually its quite fun to be on the high state.. i was pretty much randomly laughing and screaming and falling all over the place.. den james chan damn asshole lolol.. everytime i like struting around or lying on the bed he juz go nudge me den i juz fall down lol.. den he kept trying to determine if i was drunk ask me walk straight line and hop around -.- lol... i forgot what happened but at 1 point of time james was like "what the man u drunk man get out!" den i was like "OK LOR I GET OUT!" den i chiong out the door and randomly go daniel's room knock the door lol.. at that point of time they were asleep le.. den daniel climb up to open the door to see a high man lalala-ing den he quite pist and closed the door.. only the door din close fully.. cause IT GOT STUCK WIF MY TOE PINNED UNDER THE DOOR. &gt;=E argh damn pain lol... den sirui came out of hq and saw me limping back to 3209 lol... in the end i juz plomped on the bed and fell asleep in 0.5 seconds.. lol... quite man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------DAY TWO--------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept frm the previous night 4am+ til arnd 10 am... woke up and felt quite shitty.. lol.. i think was the alcohol the previous night.. went down to the restaurant there for their buffet breakfast.. wah serious was feeling quite screwed up lol.. was hoping maybe some food might revitalise the body... the spread was not bad, but its juz like any other typical hotel breafast spread ba... bernard some man.. he ate 5 omelettes frm the omlette stand.. lol.. crazy liao. i think the best was probably the chicken curry wif teh nasi lemak haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ok la.. the food did do a little good.. after that we headed down "perth" which was around the pool area.. lol..perth =) rofl.. kk.. the pool area was overlooking the sea and beach.. the scenary was really very nice.. took some fotos haha... there were quite a lot of angmohs at the pool area all relecing and sun tanning or reading book haha.. den we headed down to the beach again.. this time morning ma.. so can see much better... the beach was quite pretty and very very long! and over looking at the sea got this small small moutain like island. its really very pretty.. its looks like the landscape of the road runner and coyote cartoon show la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we decided to go down nearer to the sea to let the waves wash against our feets.. it was quite fun haha, sometimes the waves were very high and unexpected and actually got some of our pants wet! ok. cheap thrill.. but what the man.. the the company that matters aint it! =D haha.. the wind was still as damn big as ever lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzi3EQnBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pnpt6Qq4exE/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142041548540648466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzi3EQnBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pnpt6Qq4exE/s400/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pool area&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzjXEQnCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vRipMO2MnMk/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142041557130583074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzjXEQnCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vRipMO2MnMk/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Walking towards the pool area. got secksi man in frnt. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzjnEQnDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6AID9xp88tw/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142041561425550386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzjnEQnDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6AID9xp88tw/s400/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool facing the sea!! great view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzj3EQnEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1aHS6pPevxg/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142041565720517698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzj3EQnEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1aHS6pPevxg/s400/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cold cut trio... ok random lol.. beach v long! and the scenery + trees v pretty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzkHEQnFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nKeB4fuQzaI/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142041570015485010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1wzkHEQnFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nKeB4fuQzaI/s400/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;letting waves wash up upon our feets.. can see the small island at the backdrop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided that aiya to carry out what we planned last night, which was to go swim! at the pool of course.. i think swim at sea will KO. the waves quite manly lol... will elaborate later. =D&lt;br /&gt;so we lalala back to the rooms lol.. i think everyone wore shorts? even though some brought trunks lol.. we went back to the pool area den like shared beach chair wif this funky indian fella listening to mp3 and writing stuff in a book lol.. im sure go bintan mug.. we lub eveything on the chair and someone (i forgot who) never shower and juz jumped into the water lol.. dirty boy.. wah the water was man cold.... we brought a ball along to play waterbasketpoloball! lol.. its basically this game where we can shoot into the polo goal post and score 1 point, or a bball hoop above the polo goalpost and score 5 points! i think it was split into east vs west if im not wrong.. eh? no.. was it ohyapeiyasom? cause i rmb the manly james chan imba tall man not in my team lol.. aiya cant rmb much.. juz that james chan imba goalie, and daniel damn suck lol.. den sirui got cramps (leg cramps, not erhmm), alvin yong man unfit, daniel oso cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played for quite sometime.. i think we were sort of a nuisance for the pple tanning by the pool, cause they have to stop relec-ing priodically to help us take ball lol... hmmmm i think some people purposely miss so the chiobu tanning will help take ball o.o hahaha... but ok la.. i think the funky mugging indian quite enjoyed himself.. he kept smiling when watching the game lol.. unless... he is like the bishan gay! zomg. scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we swam out of the polo area and to the jacuzzi area.. wah there quite manly.. some of the pumps quite MaN strong and they mainly pumped in 2 directions.. one on ur back.. and 1 on ur A*hole. which was quite.... er. danger of giving u an enema. lol.. OHOHOH look at the 3rd foto upwards, u can see the pool facing the sea part.. yea yea, we swam over there.. and omg the view was really nice la!!! and the wind was sooo strong, that when u splash water outwards, the water beads juz flew right back!!! haha soo cool right! it was really realxing over there wif all these frens and breeze... yea.. den got this guailan man come and take foto of us haha, den sold the fotos at the reception area -.- psy bought it and burned to cd.. but i dun have it!! wei i need fotos la, faster send me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm after that we were quite stone, in the pool for like 3 hours le? become prune le! haha.. so we decided to head down to the beach.. at the beach nothing much to do. so me alvin dylan ongneh james and psy decided to sit down and let the tides hit us... daniel and xj were clothed already, betawesh tot the water too dirty so they juz stood behind us lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u. cheap thrill. but damn fun. lol.. we juz sat in the sand semi submerged.. then the waves will come in and beat on us. lol.. everytime we see a MaNLy wave, we would call out "omg that 1 that 1 the man the man the man the man" X 23874928374 times haha.. some were so strong we got washed up ashore! and flipped here and rolled there haha! pitty thoes 3 manly din join us la... its really quite fun and sometimes the back wash is so strong u feel urself sinking as all the sad get lubbed away lol... we were also trying to find the "man of the match" lol.. for me i think it was a multi shot wave. first wave hit us and we fell and lay down on the sad, second one came 2 seconds later and totally submerged us! lol man salty haha... den u noe, the waves will wash in stuff.. den wash in MaN lot of seaweed lol.. we pick up as they wash up and throw at each other lol.. at 1 point of time i dunno which man (ongneh or james? o.o) decided to collect all the "菜" that washed up lol.. at the end we had like this HUGE pile of seaweed and we brought it ashore and threw at the resting sand. i had no idea why. but what the man! lol.. oh yea... because the sand was super fine and abrasive, many of us kena abrasion when the wave hit us and wash us on the sand lol.. and OMG pants juz got like shredded.. i din even realise until i stood up lol.. the sand juz tore true my pants la.. totally shredded lol.. ggfied. so yea after that zhaoed back to the rooms to bathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bathing it was pretty much stoning and comparing who has been burnt the worse i.e reddest. i was as red as a cooked lobster, and therefore won hands down LOL. then people were like "aiya damn hungry, go eat lunch!" but it was alr 4+ le D: so beta suggested we skip lunch, and then travel to city area (1hour plus) look see look see and eat a MaN dinner lol.. it was a good idea! but then we realised the busses leave and arrive in such a way that we wld be quite rush and time wasting... so we juz aiya wtm... go play soccer la! haha.. so we grabbed the ball and headed down. but not before stopping by at some mama shop in the hotel to snack like a man. lol&lt;br /&gt;we went down to this garden(?) field place to play soccer... teams split as me psy ongneh dylan versus beta,daniel,james,yong and xj. haha it was quite fun la, but man tiring lol.. good thing it wasnt hot cause we were so close to the beach and its gale. but my sholders were burning hot! cause of the sun burn T_T quite xin ku lol... the game was fun albeit tiring lol... and when we played till half way, this dude wearing a hotel polo shirt with the words "REACREATION" boldly printed on the back, came over and expressed interest in joining us lol.. at the same instant, i caught sight of another guy in the same shirt, quite far away, lumbering wif a number of beach chairs in hand, doing some manly chores apparently.. hahaha... this dude really come here do some recreation sia... anyway back to this dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Noel&lt;br /&gt;He is a Malay&lt;br /&gt;He is our GameShark™&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for thoes of u who dunno, gameshark is a device u plug into ur gameboy, and the gameshark will help u bomb every possible cheat into ur game lol.. noel was our game shark.. he totally lalala and controlled the midfield and set up so many plays la.. he wasnt like some solo act pro guy, he was really a zai playmaker haha.. hell at one point he even smsed whil playing! lol.. wif him my team owned lalala~ at the end of the game den we juz realised that he was the dude that xj grabbed the night before, to come down to the beach to take foto for us! what the man! haha such coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MG3EQnGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/71_NC_Wm_Ro/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142420399015894114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MG3EQnGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/71_NC_Wm_Ro/s400/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dylan acting spas in weird pose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MHnEQnII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EluAddyAhMQ/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142420411900796034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MHnEQnII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EluAddyAhMQ/s400/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;t3h "field" where we played the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MHXEQnHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DrIlg7ZjXqo/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142420407605828722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R12MHXEQnHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DrIlg7ZjXqo/s400/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more scenery frm the soccer pitch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after soccer, we decided to go to the poolside cafe to stone and get some icecream or smth... well in the end oni daniel psy and alvin got icecreams, while me james and betawesh got mocktails.. ongneh got some cocktail called nirwana illusion~ lol.. it was some manly mixture la.. but quite nice haha.. all the mocktails were actually quite nice! yong ate his sexy lady marmalade until he almost KO.. lol.. to secksi for him to handle la...after some stonning, we decided that its dinner time! we went to ask the counter or smth to recommend some place and the recommended this oleh oleh village or smth. haha.. went there and realised eh! ive been here before! haha.. but when i was there when i was young, that place used to be super crowded! but now its like ghost town lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we picked this restaurant la, den went in and started ordering food. this time ongnardo had a hand in ordering the food, cause we asked him to help us order some traditional indo cuisine! he said explicitly "the bbq fish is a must try!" den we "SET". at the end. the bbq fish sucked the most. LOLOL. dumb shit. lol.. the rest of the dishes were pretty much ordered by ong and me and concensus. we had mee goreng, nasi goreng, sambal chicken, chilli crabs, sambal kangkong, small plate of kailan, curry sotong, sucky grilled fish and a steamboat... i think there are somemore but i forgot! psy shall fill in the missing details lol.. some of us had coconut juice, me and dylan shared a bottle or carlsberg while ong and beta shared bottle of heineken. carlsberg better. lol. oh xj odered some helohelo juice. in case u din noe, oleholeh is helohelo backwards! wow so cute! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND the person who took our order was this really cute and slightly shy malay girl haha.. ongnardo speak indo to her to help us order, den we juz machamp luff at ongneh cause his indo quite manly.. den the girl keep giggling hahaha! ongneh subconciously flirt manly~ mannshing go kill him plx. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meal was superb! better than the kelong meal and much cheaper too! i think the mee goreng was the man. haha.. after that went to take fotos, and shopped at some mini mart and souvenier shop.. i din bother getting any gifts.. cause bintan is basically like a singapore lol.. and their souveniers are quite fei and no like cultural value lol.. tho the dart blower was quite cool...... but weapons arnt allowed back ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at the hotel, we gathered at HQ to watch some soccer match. arsenal vs bolton i think lol..arsernal owned bolton la... we already decided in the morning to get wasted today, wif betawesh's bombay saphire.. but WHAT THE MAN! betawesh KOed on the bed first thing when he entered his room.. lol..den slowly everyone KOed.. haha.. we were pretty much self wasted. without alcohol somemore! haha what a tiring but fulfilling day it was la...but quite hard getting to sleep.. cause by now the sun burn effects were really starting to set in and damn damn damn sting-y la when we lie on our backs -.- but too bomb tired and fell alseep anyway haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------------------DAY THREE-------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went down for breakfast... lol this time quite late, then they were like going to clear up the buffet le! so we meng chiong the whole thing and juz lubbed all the food like some machamp. i forgot who ate the chicken rendang half way and found some mudder stapler bullet inside!!! then dylan was like "must tell them" lol... den turned and asked some waiter to come over and man him.. den the waiter quite gong gong den orh sorry sorry, den called soem manager down lol.. den the manager was like sorry sorry, its probably the frozen chicken packet, when opening the packet, the stapler drop out etc.. yea then we let the matter slipped.. juz wanted to feedback to them la, not trying to own them. afterall, get them to be more careful nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the breakfast we felt quite screwed up.. cause our ferry today leaves at 4...so we dun really have much time to go to city or anything... den have to check out by 12 some more.. so we decided aiya go down to the good old beach first la.. go there take some more fotos and explore further haha.. oh halfway there me and yong stopped by "perth" LOL.. i like~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beach, saw trucks and workers collecting all the washed up "菜" lol.. then also got a lot of logs and planks covered wif razor barnacles.. look quite deadly o.o haha.. luckily the previous day we sitting on the beach, thoes logs din wash up.. if not, coupled with the power of the wave.. we probably in hospital now lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some fotos.. wah kao the scenary and the breeze really makes it relaxing. then frm our place, can see this piece of headland faraway, got like a lot of buildings built on the mountain slopes haha.. look like some holy place in tibet that the monks live in! or some itallian place by the sea! then we continued walking down and saw the most peculiar marks on the sand! there were like really really tiny balls of sand scattered in a pattern all over the beach.. with alot of small holes in the sand too! we tot muz be some kinda insect burrows or smth haha.. so we like tried to poke some holes and see what came out.. and to our surprise... TINY CRABS!!! hahaha.. like really really really tiny! sooooo cute la haha.. we even caught some in action.. digging holes, and brinign up balled up sand and pushing it out of the burrow hahahahaah! so adorable lol.. and the whole beach was littered wif them! i think maybe we walk here walk there killed some of them D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142cXEQnMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hfJ9S6lXOY8/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142607685359803586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142cXEQnMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hfJ9S6lXOY8/s400/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;extreme left! is the tibeten/itallian looking houses on hill! n look at the trees all blown in 1 direction by the strong wind haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142bXEQnJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rcXhmcSBxDY/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142607668179934354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142bXEQnJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rcXhmcSBxDY/s400/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; road runner and coyote~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142bnEQnKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KDP5InA0a-8/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142607672474901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142bnEQnKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KDP5InA0a-8/s400/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tiny crab! on yong's hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142cHEQnLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1drRIz7siyQ/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142607681064836274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R142cHEQnLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1drRIz7siyQ/s400/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;close up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after somemore peekture taking, we went back the hotel and checked out. but then after that damn man sian.. nothing to do... we wanted to rent buggy to drive around, but need driver's licence! argh.. so they damn sian and decided to loan BORED games -.- i played 1 round of carrom and sian diao alr.. lol.. went to join some of them in scrabble... and came up wif very zeydeep words LOL.. quite some zammiee.. o.o lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me yong and jc got bored.. and decided to go to the pool area to relec relec, and zeydeep a little rofl.. but then oni a few people there, all the hao liao not there, so cannot zeydeep some goodeep. lol but got a few puideep! den some zammie keep splashing water at us..zzz lol i bet ur very confused, but relec, juz new scout slang =D ...formed by scrabble lol.. it was qutie relaxing and funny also lol.. esp the bartender trying to zeydeep some angmoh girl wif the bf lol.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we went back up to find the rest.. then saw them playing battleships........................ -.-................ SIAN! so me alvin and jc went down again, this time to do some exploring! we saw some angmohs walking into some foresty area, so decided to go there and see see.. we walked in, den came out, and !! we saw another beach!!! 300 metres frm out beach! haha.. and this beach was quite deserted and also very very beautiful.. much more serene though.. also less hot..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;er but... we saw this 1 angmoh girl being topless O.o... but she was quite far away, and we din bring any binoculas.. lol jkjk.. she was quite far away la, so we din really see much.. oh oh oh there was this platform halfway into the sea! and on the platform was a few beach chairs.. wahhh its really super nice.. climb up the platform and lie on the beach chairs and juz look at the sun set... perfect.. why din we find this place earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R15BvXEQnNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X5XPBUJL2Oo/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142620106405223634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R15BvXEQnNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X5XPBUJL2Oo/s400/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the beach wif the platform!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but alas, good times dun last long.. while we were strolling back.. i recieved a call frm ongneh.. he said "ok. come back now.. NOW.. RUN BACK NOW. the bus leaving in FIVE MINUTES" den me and jc and yong juz WHAT THE MAN! and chiong all the way back to the hotel area, which was really quite far lol.. wah pant like man la... good thing we caught the bus in time lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the ferry ride was really quite manly.. like dylan said, it was like some manly roller coaster! haha.. and a lot of kids were screaming inside hahahaha.. quite a funny sight.. after reaching singapore, we took s cab to parkway parade and had dinner at some hawker centre.. we left all our luggage on one table though.. and it looked like some mountain hahaha.. after dinner, we all headed back home, and so came the ending of out 01-2002 bintan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this trip has been awesomely memorable and fun, expecially with the right company =) hope we can have another overseas trip soon! and keep in contact peeps, dun forget me when i zhao to army lol.. though u all will zhao off soon too~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lastly i wanna leave u with 1 picture, which brings this post back to tksspm-brudders context.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R15DjHEQnOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9AROmFRSHjs/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142622094975081698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R15DjHEQnOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9AROmFRSHjs/s400/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i wanna say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;01 ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peaceout yall! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4708316523512083913?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4708316523512083913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4708316523512083913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4708316523512083913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4708316523512083913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/12/01-2002-bintan-trip.html' title='01-2002 Bintan Trip (click pic to enlarge)'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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/_MCb9IzdkjQM/R1vEAXEQm2I/AAAAAAAAADA/6BJIaWcaIBY/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-4620263182775405627</id><published>2007-12-08T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T13:56:58.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for those boring, dull or sad moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1731941"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1731941&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1739041"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1739041&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4620263182775405627?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4620263182775405627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4620263182775405627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4620263182775405627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4620263182775405627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-those-boring-dull-or-sad-moments.html' title='for those boring, dull or sad moments...'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-5375364166881098860</id><published>2007-11-24T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:13:51.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07S06A Class Chalet 02</title><content type='html'>hmm so chalet has ended.. was superman tired by the end of it haha.. cause sleep v v v little T_T... i guess i shall keep this blog post short, unlike my previous j1 chalet blog post. thats probably because of similar reasons as changrong, and thats cause aggy and wanqing has alr blogged quite some about it and i'll juz be repeating the processes. Moreover, this time there were much less 梗s and stuff that we did haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly, the chalet was super bomb small.. cause apparently it was super peak season, so the chalets were v ex, and we can oni get the small shit coasta sands pasir ris chalets... it was about 1/4 the size of aloha changi that we had for j1. so less space naturally less freedom.&lt;br /&gt;another thing was that the first day oni had me tong parker and jeremy. so v hard to do crazier stuff without farhan yiliang huanyong marcus and various' 助阵.. then NO ONE KNOWS WHAT IS AN AUX CABLE. and no one had decent speakers... so music was out of the question. so it was generally very sian lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok u know what. i dun even feel like doing this post. im just so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREAKING&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(believe me, thats the closest substitute i have so as to keep this blog clean)&lt;/span&gt; BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that i have to come here and do something that BORES ME EVEN MORE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.wdv.&lt;br /&gt;basically heres what we did on day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and tong went shopping for stuff for the chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met gy and jeremy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;proceeded to chalet, stonned and parker arrived&lt;br /&gt;stonned more before deciding to go downtown east&lt;br /&gt;went back halfway to bring gals to chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stonned + bridged.&lt;br /&gt;went to downtown east for dinner&lt;br /&gt;met edmund lol surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;went back chalet to stone agn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked arnd and saw this very saddening sight.. a blind kitten walking arnd and banging into the curbs.. sobs T_T haiz.. but couldnt really do anything to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept at 5 + &lt;/DIVI forgot what happened nxt le. lol.. it was just a lot rotting but of course wif chit chatting here and there la. heres day 2:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cant remember anything else lol..&lt;br /&gt;well here is day 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up at 7+ cause rachel came!!! rachel came frm australia to grace our chalet! lol&lt;br /&gt;played some bridge wif her bernie and tong which was quite fun haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that went for breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to escapethemepark for the like 1st time im my life.. or second.. cant rmb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played many rides... totally soaked by the lume ride cause tong was a cunnign shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh the haunted house totally sucked. 0 fright factor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waited for the go cart ride for damn ling wif bernie xl and tongwent back to find the guys came! together wif mengfei and tian hui&lt;br /&gt;stonned a little and then prepared bbq.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, Nam the fireman starts the fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh actually im a tad happier now.. cause paused the blogging to play dota.. den just won a game! so very happy. haha kk continue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think the bbq went really well. ALL the food was finished.. with the exception of a few burnt wings, all thanks to farhan the ferocious carnivour lol.. thanks for making bbq a success&lt;br /&gt;then went to walk walk to 消化. went to walk arnd the beach wif the guys for like. 5 mins when wenliang suggested we go to arcade. den he used his sexy powers to get the girls to join us lol... so like everyone came for the arcade thing. den angie came half way oso. i not an arcade person so i just watched pple play lo. jem iwan marcus and wenliang kept playing the basketball machine lol.. so did elaine and angie.. nice to watch.. den watch this damn zai couple wif pro 默契 lol.. damn pro.. but still kongsi cannot beat high score sia. dunno which siao kia beat set high score de. with marcus cheating still cannot beat rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back and played some heart attack. i was mr ownage as usual~ lalala.. haha.. tell u the trick to zai heart attack! must be calm. dun even bother moving ur hands. unless ur the one at the top or 2nd frm top. ok usually i right at the bottom, above the heartattacker, so no need move lol.. but ya.. actually dun really need to move de. but i also sufferd a few hard blows, 1 particular frm tonghin lol.. i juz never move den the rest like dunno why on high alert damn zai. den i kena full force.. quite manly haha.. oh and sorry chang rong &gt;.&lt; i hit her until she dun wan play lol paiseh. xiaole! i must commend u on being so brave haha.. the oni girl left wif 3 guys, tong me and farhan lol... sorry if i DID cause ur blue blacks.. but i think its the hyper bishi bashi not me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like we went to sleep.. but i breathe very heavy cause like nose block. den farhan was like. wah cmi chin nam, breathe v heavy, so i like kinda expected, so i was like lol ok i go down stairs.. den like went to play some sort of truth or truth wif parker iwan aggy and wq. was quite nice, cause dun often talk to  parker and iwan in person so yea. after that i went to walk arnd and then went to slp le haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up went for breakfast and zhao home le..&lt;br /&gt;although overall quite sian compared to last year's one it was still an experience, cause more pple came this time. and its like prolly the last class chalet in years to come. hope we can all keep in contact! oh yea for pictures, visit bernie's blog. she uploaded them. i might post some other pictures some other time if i shuang lol.. k thats all for now. dun wanna go emo and all, peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5375364166881098860?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5375364166881098860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5375364166881098860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5375364166881098860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5375364166881098860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/11/07s06a-class-chalet-02.html' title='07S06A Class Chalet 02'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-5814200577601069082</id><published>2007-11-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:23:35.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple: wah zai. Dell: wtf</title><content type='html'>ok i officially hate dell and love apple. lets start with why i love apple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for an apple software development intro course today at ishop at cineleisure (btw they are having a christmas promotion). mac is damn zai pls, it allows almost any tom, dick and harry to easily script rather complex tasks easily. allows you to drag and drop to create 3D animations also. so user friendly and intuitive. even its setup allows BLIND ppl to set up easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guy told us about how customer friendly apple is by telling us the example of the iMac that comes with ambient light sensors. one may wonder what the light sensor is for, in fact it is used to dim the big apple sign on the front of the iMac when the lights of the room are off. as people complained that the bright apple kept them awake when they slept. see, so customer friendly. apple is good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now about dell. background information, i have this dell computer which just got reformated and no drivers for all its hardware. so i had to install them manually by finding out what they were and downloading the appropriate drivers. so there was this network adapter that i couldn't figure out what it was, which made me unable to access the net. so i sent over an email to dell technical support to ask what it was. quote from dell's website "Our target response time is next business day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i got tired off waiting and figured out what the adapter was and installed it anyway. after about more than 1 week, omg, dell finally emailed me. the email titled "FOLLOW UP: Important message" contents: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Valued Customer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just writing to see how things are going on your end. Should you have any further questions or concerns on the recent information I've provided you, please don't hesitate to let me know. If the case has been resolved, I would like to obtain your agreement to close this case. If it has not, please kindly provide me with the necessary details from my previous e-mail and I shall then assist you further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my pleasure to be of assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &amp; best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ooi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! firstly, i don't see why this message is important, its f-king useless. secondly, ya i have only one question on the info she has provided me: exactly wtf did she provide me? thirdly, hm didn't know that dell's technical support only opens on alternate weeks. ok, so they don't answer my questions, didn't help me solve my problems, sent me an utterly useless email and tell me i'm VALUED? oh right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus concludes: apple rocks and dell sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5814200577601069082?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5814200577601069082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5814200577601069082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5814200577601069082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5814200577601069082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/11/apple-wah-zai-dell-wtf.html' title='Apple: wah zai. Dell: wtf'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-5970504218368084573</id><published>2007-11-22T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:13:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A's over! Now comes B C D..</title><content type='html'>LolOlOlol! A levels over! 2 years for our brains to degen! then try to rejen our brain after NS so that we can go uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oi Anon, whoever u are, dun flame mi.. i already said my brain degen, so i cant (and dun intend to) phrase my sentences and paragraphs concisely and straight to the point and short and sweet just to please U! ANW if u see any bombastic words, its cause my brain degen till i cant find another suitable word as an alternative! Cant read then dun read lor =) peace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway havent been blogging for so long liao! Well havent been blogging for a long long time! Cause im getting the feeling im being watched.. Or rather the blog is being watched! Omg sounds like some spin-off from the movie "I know what you did last summer"! Lol was watching shoot 3 on channel U, then the topic was on privacy and CCTVs! Then some guy was saying that in the years to come, CCTVs will be so common that even though there are no CCTVs at the area, we will tink there are! Omg so applicable to our blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okok joking (yar right..) the reason that i've not been blogging is cause im too lazy and couldnt use comp for like nearly 2 months lor =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw it dosent really feel like A levels are over! Since it passes really slowly when u are still in the midst of it, but when its over, time passes so fast that u will feel like A's were taken last year or something.. It's also due to the &lt;del&gt;many, numerous, several,&lt;/del&gt; multitudinous breaks in between!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's done is done! A levels are over, and B C Ds are here to stay! Basketball, Crapping and Dotaing! (whoa i managed to crap out the B C and D, im impressed =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anw we played bball on tuesday, and ah boy-and-mi combo lost its deadliness =(&lt;br /&gt;and my fei lun hai not working =( (thanks chin for giving it such a wierd name -_-")&lt;br /&gt;aiya nvm when my brain degen, my psychomotor will regen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err off to play Dota! After 2 months! Shall continue later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be Continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5970504218368084573?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5970504218368084573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5970504218368084573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5970504218368084573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5970504218368084573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-over-now-comes-b-c-d.html' title='A&apos;s over! Now comes B C D..'/><author><name>Newbiemage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03227702884401399616</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-22192107.post-557063635739770019</id><published>2007-11-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:50:31.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心の声は 誰が聞くこともない</title><content type='html'>それもいい その方がいい...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-557063635739770019?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/557063635739770019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=557063635739770019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/557063635739770019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/557063635739770019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/11/kokoro-no-koe-ha-dare-ga-kiku-koto-mo.html' title='心の声は 誰が聞くこともない'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-823594229587660817</id><published>2007-11-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:26:31.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt every ounce of me, screaming out</title><content type='html'>But the sound was trapped deep in me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-823594229587660817?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/823594229587660817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=823594229587660817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/823594229587660817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/823594229587660817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-felt-every-ounce-of-me-screaming-out.html' title='I felt every ounce of me, screaming out'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-969183587022966489</id><published>2007-10-31T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:23:20.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when there's nothing left to burn,</title><content type='html'>you've got to set yourself on fire....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-969183587022966489?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/969183587022966489/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-8993475763138677610</id><published>2007-10-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:14:19.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Time</title><content type='html'>its time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll all be needing it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8993475763138677610?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8993475763138677610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8993475763138677610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Cause he's actually my brother's girlfriend's doggie. But she didnt take good care of pepsi, so my brother brought pepsi back to our home to care for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednes day night, pepsi puked once, and didnt eat any dinner. Being a puppy, he was usually very very active and playful, but on that night he seemed very moody... My brother and mum felt something were worried, so they broght him to the vet. The vet examined Pepsi and said he seemed fine, but to be sure, they had to take a blood test.. so they took the blood test, which cost $126.. and he said the results seemed normal. So my brother thought maybe what pepsi had was very mild, or he was just tired from too much playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Pepsi puked a few more times.. even more lethargic. No appetitte as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early friday morning around 9a.m my brother brought Pepsi to another vet... when he arrived, the doctor took Pepsi's temperature. He stared at my brother and said "This is the temperature of a dying dog. What took you so long?" Everyone was stunned. The dog was brought into intensive care and stayed in the animal clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother visited him the next day. I asked how was progress.. My brother said to me "i went in, he recognised me and wagged his tail fraily. He tried to stand up, but couldn't..." i could see the sadness and dampness in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that very saturday/sunday late night/morning, Pepsi passed away from a Parvovirus attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was only 8 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was found out later that Pepsi was not vaccinated by the previous owner when he was a newborn, that was why he got hit by the virus so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Pepsi has only lived in my home for 2 months.. Everyone in the family were very attached to it.. My mum called up the previous vet and gave him a tongue lashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my brother is the most attached to him. Afterall he saw the doggie grow up frm as small as a pencil case to an arm's length. Never have i seen my brother this sad... At the dinner table today, while we were having our dinner, there was a slight rustle coming frm the door, my brother immediately spun around and looked in the direction of the door... hoping that Pepsi came back.. See, whenever we were having our dinner, he would prance around the door (theres a small fence blocking the entrance) hoping to get our attention so we would throw him some food. Alas, it was just s fallen leaf. I could see my brother's disheartened expression as he looked back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while doing some editing, i just realised that this is the 300th post... i remember i wanted to do like a fun post for spartaaa.. but.. sadly, i guess this isnt a time for such a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my dear cute little Pepsi. Your enthusiasm and curiousity will always be remembered affectionately. i hope you are better up there now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6301997580795190677?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6301997580795190677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6301997580795190677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6301997580795190677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6301997580795190677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad-passing.html' title='A Sad Passing'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-217814347594506223</id><published>2007-10-21T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:05:14.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;quote from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Emo is also sometimes associated with a certain fashion. Emo clothing is characterized by tight &lt;a title="Jeans" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeans"&gt;jeans&lt;/a&gt; on males and females alike, long &lt;a title="Fringe (hair)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fringe_%28hair%29"&gt;fringe&lt;/a&gt; (bangs) brushed to one side of the face or over one or both eyes, dyed black, straightened hair, tight &lt;a title="T-shirt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T-shirt"&gt;t-shirts&lt;/a&gt; which often bear the names of &lt;a title="Rock band" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_band"&gt;rock bands&lt;/a&gt; (or other designed shirts), studded &lt;a title="Belt (clothing)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belt_%28clothing%29"&gt;belts&lt;/a&gt;, belt buckles, canvas sneakers or &lt;a title="Skate shoes" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skate_shoes"&gt;skate shoes&lt;/a&gt; or other black shoes (often old and beaten up) and thick, black &lt;a title="Horn-rimmed glasses" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horn-rimmed_glasses"&gt;horn-rimmed glasses&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_(music)#_note-knot_magazine"&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_(music)#_note-incendiary_magazine"&gt;[17]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_(music)#_note-gurl_magazine"&gt;[18]&lt;/a&gt; Emo fashion has changed with time; early trends included straightend unparted hair, tightly fitting sweaters, button-down shirts, and work jackets (often called gas station jackets).[&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Citing sources" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;] This fashion has at times been characterized as a &lt;a title="Fads and trends" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fads_and_trends"&gt;fad&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_(music)#_note-fairfield"&gt;[19]&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;karthik..yeah...&lt;br /&gt;vd and chin nam...tight t-shirts? skinny jeans? neh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-217814347594506223?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/217814347594506223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=217814347594506223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/217814347594506223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/217814347594506223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/10/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-7224960652049729050</id><published>2007-10-21T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@VD:  being EMO</title><content type='html'>Well, so i read Huan Yong, a.k.a VD's blog. he was talking bout how to look emo, and he supposedly made himself emo-kid! i saw him, but din realise that was his intent.. i tot he was drenched by the rain lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vd you NOOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to noe emo, shld ask karthik la, i think he zai in emo-kid make up haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i also v pro at being emo kid! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VD here are some pics u can learn frm =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think karthik used any hair cream or gel or hair fixing products.. not sure tho&lt;br /&gt;mine is au naturale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rxo13GpLIKI/AAAAAAAAACo/p80SZKpjPTU/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123466746879746210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rxo13GpLIKI/AAAAAAAAACo/p80SZKpjPTU/s400/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123466755469680834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rxo13mpLIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/b3TAQWXIAdY/s400/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123466751174713522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rxo13WpLILI/AAAAAAAAACw/Sja_sA7WWuM/s400/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yea, been listening to this band Home Made 家族, or Home Made Kazoku. its the japanese hip hop band which is famous for its "arigatou" song for the Bleach anime(its emb on the blog now, streaming frm imeem) .. THEY ROCK! you can you tube their songs. look out for aikotoba, nagareboshi shooting star, joyride, shonen heart =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7224960652049729050?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7224960652049729050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7224960652049729050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7224960652049729050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7224960652049729050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/10/vd-being-emo.html' title='@VD:  being EMO'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rxo13GpLIKI/AAAAAAAAACo/p80SZKpjPTU/s72-c/DSC00074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-1252646554832422387</id><published>2007-10-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:26:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of dinners and of music</title><content type='html'>a long due post, cause it happened ages ago...i went to a wedding dinner which was held at swissotel....and i must share my experience, since we are goin to hv our grad night there (together with other jcs holding it there as well)...of course the dishes may differ but the quality and standard should somewhat remain top-notch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following were the dishes i got to enjoy that night...&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Roast Duck with Fresh Fruits Salad&lt;br /&gt;Braised Shark's Fin Soup with Conpoy and Fish Maw&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed Scallops with Baby Asparagus, Macadamia Nuts and Pine Nuts&lt;br /&gt;Deep-fried Deboned Chicken stuffed with Minced Prawns served with Mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;Braised Baby Abalone with Tianjin Cabbage in XO Oyster Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Steamed Live Dark Grouper in Supreme Soy&lt;br /&gt;Stir-fried Bailing Mushroom with Capsicum and Waterchestnuts served in Yam Ring&lt;br /&gt;Stewed Ee-Fu Noodles with Shredded Abalone and Beansprouts&lt;br /&gt;Chilled Sago Cream with Mango and Peach (this was like the ultimate killer dish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, they are just super nice ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, since it is a wedding dinner, there is obviously music. and the music deserved special mention cause they were none other then classic love songs which really set the romantic mood. songs such as nothing is gonna change my love for you and stuffs...ask eugene for a rundown, he probably can give u one whole list....anyway...it was just super nice and soothing to b listening to those songs which i had never heard in so long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic love songs FTW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1252646554832422387?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1252646554832422387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1252646554832422387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me first talk about proceedings and stuff, before going on to my reflections ba.. yup yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm so went to sch awaiting assembly cause cr sent sms say got flag raising.. den they suddenly canceled it that morning la.. wth waste my time lol.. so stone arnd before going up to class... oh yaaaa... also brought in like 2 big plastic bags full of snax that the gals asked me to bring home first the nite before lol... so diu lian lor, walk arnd school wif so many chips and bizkits and stuff lol... in the end i oni chiong the wang wang biscuits wif the guys at the back.. leave the ewwwie chips wif the gals, who seems to like chips a lot... chips aint the thing for me la haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chong made this slideshow and rewrote the lyrics to the song "collide" by Howie Day it was really quite funny and lame at the same time haha, but thats mr chongs trademark ba! then they also gave this lame lame take 5 stamp -.- i think its damn suck lor really... u noe, HCI gave EVERYONE a lovely teddy bear? and they ALLL went on stage 1 by one to shakehands/hug their CT rep as they got presented the teddy.. thats what i call 有心 lor.. i think this stamp thing will get lost some time later lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned arnd in class, took pictures wif various pple... they request de, not me. sorry i v popular )= lol... lazy to take foto la.. and my phone cam sux... so dun bother... after that went to hall for the ceremony.. quite sad, the class pretty much got split up cause no space below.. so went on top wif a few of the china gals whom sat elese where, and wif marcus tong and jem. watched the slideshow presentations, which the AV pple screwed up multiple times lol.. it was really quite funny at 1 point in time, when they show CAPTAIN chun zi and played some daunting music, which resulted in an immediate software crash LOL.. really damn skru up haha.. but that slide show ok ok la.. never see our class in it sian... oni the second slide show when the diff teachers were interviewed... Ms tang and the Chem department's presentation was really really very touching and well done =) really very nostalgic sia the pooh bears haha... Mr Chong's presentation didnt fail to make make everyone luff as usual haha.. but sir, why so shy dun show face sia? both ms tang and mr chong's presentation had our class' fotos.. ms tang's one had really old old fotos! like the ones wif bernie and rachel still there! where we drew something about each of us and showed to the cam haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that pretty much slept tru much of the prize presentation parts oni to wake up a few times to reply mumu's smses lol. oh quite a loss that mr hodge is leaving.. but oh well, MOE big ma. haha and by the time he leaves, we wld already have left too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that proceeded to canteen supposedly to discuss chalet stuff... but ended up doing nothing. den proceeded to watch lust,caution with marcus and the animal farm pple.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUST,CAUTION IS THE BEST SHOW ON EARTH, 5 STARS ALL GO WATCH PLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SARCASTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol really la.. lol.. kk mercy... after that ate ben and jerry's, tong treat. cause he said he wld long long time ago. ok gals, pls dun say i evil or smth &gt;.&gt; its like ... something that u shld complete ma.. like jiang dao zhuo dao, i juz help him oni haha kkk skip skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea wanqing wrote a letter to everyone. that was really very sweet of her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......................................................................................... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i read a few other pple's blogs.. and unlike most of them, i honestly did not feel a huge surge of emotions on this "end of school" day. Perhaps its because we STILL DO have school and remedials and such, and there is still grad night... perhaps not... perhaps its because i dun have to leave Singapore to go elsewhere, and never to see the rest perhaps ever again... then again, perhaps not. why do i not feel such a strong emotional attachment as the few of them, i still do not really know. but i shall seek to find out and reflect upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not ALL are left in tears and emotions on that day. some people share the same feelings as me, like ongnardo haha... im guessing a number of the guys are also the same... maybe cause guys are less emotional than girls? but so i've heard from many pple that im a very sensitive guy haha.. is that so? oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the main reason is cause there really isnt much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ba... unlike that of what all of us experienced in 01. Not to say we as classmates didn't hang out or have fun. IN FACT, JC life has really been very very fun.. but .. its sort of like.. an empty kinda fun.. u noe.. like fun wif no real kinda meaning and or purpose.. juz pure fun.. like fun while playing cards or a computer game or basketball... they weren't REALLY experiecnces and memories forged.. not as deeply tho. its like, fun derived from genuinely wanting to have fun. and not the thrill and joy derived from overcoming an obstacle together, or completing a trying journey together. things that 01 have taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that im not saying i dun think much of u all or dun really think we are close friends.. we are. it is just i dun really feel very very sad because we dun really have much precious memories and experiences that we hold on to together. Things that we will really really miss and feel weird all over when we stop doing them as we split. see we dun really do much things together anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun speak for all, cause i know there are groups of people out there who really have their lives changed in JC. and who really have very strong memories and friendships forged. and i really envy and admire these people. how i wish JC life had been much more fruitful than just meeting nice friends and having fun. i really wished i had forged really strong friendships wif many of u, but i guess i didnt try hard enough, or maybe it didnt mattered how much i tried anyway.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest void of my JC life is probably the few classmates whom i dun even know much more of... perhaps i was shy, or there was some s2pid unfounded barrier... but there are so many of you that i really didn't have the courage or chance to know well enough... maybe JC life is just too short? nah.. i think thats an excuse.. haiz. there are also a few whom i used to talk easily to.. but somehow somewhat, things slowly fell apart and we rarely talked again... in the end.. i think i really know less than half the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished i really had the chance to have known you all better, and had more exchanges. wished we cld have been much more than aquintences and classmates :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alisa, Angie, Elaine, Gaoyuan, Iwan, Meng Fei, Meng Ying, Parker, Tianhui, Yuhua"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, theres still class chalet left... hope we can &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to make up for lost time then haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, this JC life with all of u has been great and pleasant. i have made a few closer friends out of the many, but it could have been better. we could all really have gel-ed together much more and function and operate as a whole. we could ALL have had beautiful memories of 07s06A together, and not juz be thinking at the end of the day "oh which class was i from... some s06 class la, forgot liao... juz go there for lessons oni"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all individual effort for making a bonded class, and i'm not going to fault anyone except myself, because i have no right to. Perhaps i didnt try hard enough, perhaps trying hard didnt mattered, perhaps there was too little time... perhaps there wernt much avenues and opportunities for bonding. Perhaps many things, but given a chance, i would really wish i could turn back time and make sure i know everyone in the class well, and help make our whole class gel as one. but granted that, it is difficult to have a totally united bunch of people in one class.. afterall, everyone is different and from all walks of life. maybe thats why i've never really had many wonderful memories of my different classes as a whole, more of memories of different groups of people in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectively it may be hard to find something common to hold on to, But of course at the end of the day, i will miss and rememver each and everyone of u =) because The journey is of no less importance and significance as the Destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all thoes out there who are like very affected and sad, "don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened." -Theodor Seuss Geisel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers everyone, mug hard for A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4020690356206264048?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4020690356206264048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4020690356206264048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4020690356206264048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4020690356206264048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-4905236379251406587</id><published>2007-10-05T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:55:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edit* One day I'll find it</title><content type='html'>hmm, been listening to this 张学友 song called 毛衣... really liked the starting intro music.. it has this very fantasy feeling to it.. everytime i listen to it, feels as really carefree and light, as though flying tru the clear blue sky, wind tru ur hair.. juz like the scene out of the 2nd Rave opening , haru grabs ellie's hand and flew down frm the sky, wif plue parachuting down wif griffin haha (00:40-00:52?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FKsSleSWiw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FKsSleSWiw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching tv mobile here and then on the bus, occasionally comes the granando esparda advertisement.. gawd, the theme song is just soooo nice!!! coupled with the fantastic CG environment... everytime i watch it, sends tingles up and down my body. full of adventure, thrill, and yet with tranquility and serenity, its all so surreal..&lt;br /&gt;listening to Ragnarok Online BGM also brings about much memories and emotions for me, really.. haha. perhaps not like the playing the game itself literally, but more of, the story and the make up of the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sort of like.. an escape for me, listening to these sometimes serene, sometimes vibrant and lively (never emo/angsty) music. it is the one time i can dwell on somewhere, to me, perfect, a paradise. sometimes i just wonder, why are we here in this world, following endless cycles, routine boring tasks and participating in counless rat races... whats the true essence of life? to study study study, work work work, and await death? i cant help but wish, why cant we break free frm all these, all these rules, regulations, boundries, cycles and the vast concrete jungles? why cant life be of adventure, discovery, companionship, where one can live at his/her own pace, explore at his/her own will, meet new people and make new friends, with genuine good will. no stress no pressure, with breatiful mother nature to boot, you know, clear blue skies with puffy white clouds, sparkling streams, vast blue oceans, butterflies flying around beautiful flowers.. oni things i get here in real life are perhaps the occasional beatle that flies into my room and buzz around the light bulb, which i will promptly slash with my katana.. challanges could come with perhaps the occasional evil mushroom or bubble that bounces along which u can chop... lol kk jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats where the music and the books and comics come into place.. a temporary medium for a quick getaway, to destress and to refresh oneself.. well at least for me. i think many people read say, a manga, just to follow the story, to see whats happening next, or to catch the cool fighting scenes, or occasionally the comedy. not many i should say, immerse themself into a differnt dimension/world when reading or listening to these fiction, fantasy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;simply put, sometimes i wished one could be a carefree explorer, adventurer, together with my companions, brave uncharted territories, occasionally stopping on a hill to enjoy the gentle breeze and the grand overlooking beaty of the landscape... the closest thing i guess, is like.. newzealand. went there in P5 or something, forgot.. but can remember, its really a very surreal experience, everywher u go, its rid of all thoes tall concrete sky scrapers, but maybe the perhaps wooden cottage and countless of hills, streams, greenery. but still, that has to be bought frm a tour agency with money you earned hard frm slogging away for the past 30+ years of ur life. all for what? a few days of peace, before back to the bustling, noisy, yet monotonous lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, why dwell on all these fictional unrealistic stuff right? i prolly should be mugging, and not here typing some stuff at 330am... fictional? i hope not.. remembering the art week or smth not long ago in rj, when there was a notice board or something, where one could like "post a secret" where u write some secret stuff and put in some box, then pple will post them up on the board for others to see... i wrote a few stuff which was never seen on the board.. i guess the pple in charge were either freaked out or like "uh.. right... wheres the bin?" lol i remember i wrote something like " i killed my own brother when i was 14. it was a moment of folly, which i will live with regret for the rest of my life. god have mercy on my soul" lol... yar so anyway.. i read one of the nicely colored and designed post cards posted on the board.. one read "i believe in real magic. There is much more to life than reality... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one day i'll find it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;". i was really struck by the message. its so totally what i felt and still feel&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(willy said i just have a much too vivid imagination, and should get back down to earth).&lt;/span&gt; its a wish, a hope, no matter how stupid or silly it is . to be able to break free from this.. this illogical and unfufilling world.. i was really touched by the message that even til now, i can remember every single word of it! haha... ah well... sorry im not much of a practical person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps more of a romanticist, 浪漫主义者.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah thats all for now. time to snap back to reality... peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not applicable for this reality)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4905236379251406587?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4905236379251406587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4905236379251406587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4905236379251406587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4905236379251406587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/10/fiction-hope-not.html' title='edit* One day I&apos;ll find it'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6952448797313206761</id><published>2007-09-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:54:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once agn</title><content type='html'>hmm ok so wq tagged me. oh well. since i so nice, i shall do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is) - pung wan qing qing&lt;br /&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is) - classmates of 07s06A. Her minion in cip related stuff D: a nice fren&lt;br /&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) - perfectionist, hardworking (at certain stuff oni lol), ke ai, friendly, also a muddlehead haha, but not cunning like aggy&lt;br /&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you) - like i said, i have amnesia, or u aint doing good enuf dear. lol&lt;br /&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you) - the sound ffff. when i gave her beer and said it was zapple. &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will) - be there to listen to her complain and whine about stuff, and assure everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be) - u gotta be less anal. at times lol and work on making ur voice resonate less and less of going from low key to super sonic high key voice haha. altho its quite funny la =P&lt;br /&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will) - breath oxygen&lt;br /&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be) - some bomb&lt;br /&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) - listen to her kp about her brother lol&lt;br /&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is) - a cute girl who happens to be a capable leader too!&lt;br /&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)- kk this time got.. er lets see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dylan, ongneh, psy, owl mei mei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6952448797313206761?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6952448797313206761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6952448797313206761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6952448797313206761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6952448797313206761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/09/once-agn.html' title='once agn'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-9197491621298435200</id><published>2007-09-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T02:27:31.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>wahhh.. sooo long never update... been mugging here and there these few days, din get to use comp... many a times felt like coming here to blog u noe... theres juz so many things to blog about. not specific happenings but more of a .. feeling or smth.. u noe? like "hmm today i was mugging den i suddenly tot of... and i think that..." smthing liddat la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... but now no time suddenly to type so many posts.. haha... also very weird pple come here den find 10 new posts or smth in 1 day haha... yea.. so i juz update what happen most recently ba.. which is the end of prelims! haha yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok la.. prelims was quite champ... but at least i mugged much more than i ever really did.. and i think can improve ba... i mean.. what could be worse than 4 Us &gt;.&gt; argh.. but i have a feeling some grades shall be retained T_T.. but but i shall not falter!! yesh.. muz mug after a 3 day break =P ... but i so need to get more consultations going, many things 一知半解 lor... muz also find pple to mug wif.. i so totally cannot mug alone de.. cause very weak. do the questions den find out stuck.. den juz gg..... totally lose momentum, or worse, cannot even start at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm okie dokes. so ytd prelims ended.. ahh ok, so cldnt join the tksspm brudders and affiliates for outing cause alr had 01 outing booked.. went to canteen to stone, everyone was like missing, so went to bball court to talk to zeyan and watch pple spam the courts haha... was looking at the female bball capt playing wif the male bballers.. haha.. so funz.. so ke ai also lololol.. ah muz really get some females to play bball tgt.. 别有一番风味... hmm but.. quite uncomfortable and cannot 放 when got gals in the game.. such the dilema siaaa. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm after that went to canteen and saw the 01 peeps talking kok as usual, at the boards before canteen... we were waiting for psy and dyman to go j8 buy james' present.. what the man stone there tok kok for like 2-3 hours lol.. ahhh good times good times... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they came back.. we sang happy bday for james.. and he had to cut the MOONCAKE and split the CARROT CAKE. lolol.. always do this kinda guai lan.. juz like alvin yong go arnd valentines day give pple cauliFLOWER. -.- haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to play a little bball lol.. i think we gotta work on that more peeps... oh yar eh guys(tksspm)zeyan say mon wanna bball.. so how onz bo? yea yea! woo.. bahh still miss kbox lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that cabbed down to ps to watch ratatouille.. hmm quite nice la.. but dunno why 5 stars lol.. we discussed and i think it was cause of that antoine egor said lol... he talk about critics.. so the movie critics also like.. aiya manly.. cannot anyhow give suck rating lol.. but overall quite a good movie haha.. oh and ongnardo watched it twice.. WILLINGLY so ya.. can go catch it if u havent... hmm still wanna catch underdog lol.. after that lunch at pastaman and more talk cock... tok bout MAN vs WILD some discovery channel thing.. bout this guy teach u how to survive in wild under diff circumstances.. quite manly... haha.. and graphic at times o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aiya same old story lo.. went to LAN.. went to the paradiz place to lan.. played some CS and spammed ENFO lol.. dunno why was very drawn into the enfo thing.. very competitive.. played until like 11 !!! frm 5 la.. wah den at the end i freaking head ache until wanna dig my eye out... u noe thoes spliting head ach running down one side of the back of ur head, all the way to ur eye... quite man.. kept tearing eye bloodshot.. dunno wtm la.. super lack of sleep lol.. shall not do that again... felt quite dead lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we left, &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt; i saw someone... who is it? hmm i think oni the tksspm pple who play psiblade or smth noes.... its this girl.. whom i use her photo, to upload as mine. in the game thing. so that thoes tiko tiko ang moh guys, will treat me very good and reap me benefits.. LOLOL &gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i was so stunned and shocked la.. she was juz this random girl i found on frenster tru fren hopping.. den her foto was like so cute, so i juz kope.. den wadaya noe, 4 years down the road. i see her in real life hahaha.. soo cool rite! u muz be asking "how u noe thats her" well, cause i jump jump jump den i jumped frm this person who lives in my estate.. also another chio bu lol.. and they were both together that nite.. so i cld recognise... and omggg so dropdead gorgeous! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home, bathe, took 1 panadol, and went to meet psy,dyman,ongnaman,daynail, to go have some prata, before heading back to psy's hse for stay over.. oh and psy lives 400 meters away frm me.. so cool haha.. we played bridge, while psy played pokemon on comp -.- and then we all played indian poker... LOL its actuall quite fun u noe hahahaha.. forfiet for the dude wif the smallest card was to play shoot shag marry... hmm interesting haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, left his hse at 4pm today.... den went home and juz died on the bed lol.. though we did sleep a lot.. i think frm likr 4-5 up till 11 or smth.. lol k la standard 01 outing haha.. but its still great and revitalising as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;er well.. hmm aggy asked me to do this so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is) -aggy chewy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is) - classmates + frens =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) - sweet, inquisitive, friendly, pretty, muddleheaded but yet cunning =P haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you) - er hmm.. i dun really remember anything. i have amnesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you) - eeeee u touched meee (after pe n sweat man. in the lift she was backing up. is u touched me lor.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will) - be attached &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be) - nothing to be improved XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will) - say sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be) - unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) - 4As &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is) - happy cheerful sunshine girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you) - they will think that im the man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is) - im the man.. what more can i say? what the man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. (the characteristic you hate about yourself is) - lazy man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is) - Negi Springfield &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them) - okay, THANKEW'&lt;br /&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you) er.. i think its quite a chore to do it.. lol.. so .. er anyone wanna do then do lo, dun wanna do also can. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today yarly. ok i started this at 9 pm and i posting this at 2:27 am.. wtm lol kk peace baii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-9197491621298435200?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/9197491621298435200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=9197491621298435200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9197491621298435200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9197491621298435200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/09/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-1372629761938965978</id><published>2007-09-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:41:24.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你是我的眼</title><content type='html'>a well-known song (in taiwan) written by 萧煌奇 (he's the blind guy singing in the vid), touching song abt his blindness.. (he also wrote the 'ah ma' song in the previous post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ssNJsCegXY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ssNJsCegXY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得见&lt;br /&gt;就能轻易的分辨白天黑夜&lt;br /&gt;就能准确的在人群中&lt;br /&gt;牵住你的手&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得见&lt;br /&gt;就能驾车带你到处遨游&lt;br /&gt;就能惊喜的从背后&lt;br /&gt;给你一个拥抱&lt;br /&gt;如果我能看得见&lt;br /&gt;生命也许完全不同&lt;br /&gt;可能我想要的我喜欢的我爱的&lt;br /&gt;都不一样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼前的黑不是黑&lt;br /&gt;你说的白是什么白&lt;br /&gt;人们说的天空蓝&lt;br /&gt;是我记忆中那团白云背后的蓝天&lt;br /&gt;我望向你的脸&lt;br /&gt;却只能看见一片虚无&lt;br /&gt;是不是上帝在我眼前遮住了帘&lt;br /&gt;忘了掀开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;带我领略四季的变换&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;带我穿越拥挤的人潮&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;带我阅读浩瀚的书海&lt;br /&gt;因为你是我的眼&lt;br /&gt;让我看见这世界&lt;br /&gt;就在我眼前&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1372629761938965978?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1372629761938965978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1372629761938965978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1372629761938965978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1372629761938965978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='你是我的眼'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-2345174944413668050</id><published>2007-09-04T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:27:21.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;http://www.facebook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new in thing. screw frenster. join it. get addicted. fail prelims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2345174944413668050?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-743020694028547140</id><published>2007-08-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:14:47.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you define it?</title><content type='html'>Infatuation: Big word, simple meaning.&lt;br /&gt;When I hear that word, I think about you.&lt;br /&gt;I think about the way things are.&lt;br /&gt;The way I wish they were.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so foolish,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you're thinking about me too.&lt;br /&gt;Watching you,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that as soon as I turn around you'll be watching me.&lt;br /&gt;There is no point to my obsession.&lt;br /&gt;All I see ahead is disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Is it purely superficial,&lt;br /&gt;or does it go deeper than that?&lt;br /&gt;Does any of it have meaning,&lt;br /&gt;or is it just a waste of my time?&lt;br /&gt;As I think about all this,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll ever know you.&lt;br /&gt;If I'll get over my fear and do something.&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts are so mixed up,&lt;br /&gt;and they're always in the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;New questions without answers.&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation: Foolish Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;strike&gt;Ho Chin Nam&lt;/strike&gt; Michelle Lesser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-743020694028547140?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/743020694028547140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=743020694028547140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/743020694028547140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/743020694028547140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-do-you-define-it.html' title='how do you define it?'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-9206723921136662749</id><published>2007-08-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:56:20.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h8</title><content type='html'>i am so stupid&lt;br /&gt;i am so undisciplined&lt;br /&gt;i am so undetermined&lt;br /&gt;i am so short sighted&lt;br /&gt;i am so playful&lt;br /&gt;i am so unurgent&lt;br /&gt;i am so lazy&lt;br /&gt;i am so deluded&lt;br /&gt;i am so helpless&lt;br /&gt;i am so kok&lt;br /&gt;i am so full of shit&lt;br /&gt;i am so loseristic&lt;br /&gt;i am so freaking useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so lost&lt;br /&gt;i am.. i hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someone take me home.. bring me back to reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-9206723921136662749?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/9206723921136662749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=9206723921136662749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9206723921136662749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/9206723921136662749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/h8.html' title='h8'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8399427717438352966</id><published>2007-08-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:28:01.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>蕭敬騰+賴銘偉 combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dL2nNKRzhU4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dL2nNKRzhU4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蕭敬騰 sings 'To Be With You' with his good friend 賴銘偉 who is another pro (though his eng not good).. 賴銘偉 is now taking part in the second season of the singing competition 星光大道 and owning other contestants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this song touching (if u can understand some hokkien), it's about missing grandma.. should appreciate ah ma more T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3dXtGRKqgIo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3dXtGRKqgIo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蕭敬騰's Superman is nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/021EKlqqfB4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/021EKlqqfB4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有还有.. 感情十足的“听海”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WPRgFjPEbAg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WPRgFjPEbAg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8399427717438352966?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-7483268384794633749</id><published>2007-08-18T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:48:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime</title><content type='html'>well, not quite a post about any anime i've been watching (thats like none anyway). but about downloading anime. this is more like an update for those who haven't seen it in the news yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all you anime junkies who's been downloading anime and yet to receive a nice little letter telling you to pay a 5k fine, well its time to stop downloading, esp if you're starhub and even more esp if you're a pacific net user!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything goes down sooner or later, such as internet privacy. think soon they'll have compulsory webcams compulsorily wired to the police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, crackdown on music, then crackdown on anime, next will be movies, pirated games, tv shows, blah blah blah... then i'll start laughing at the ppl with 10mbps connections and get some cheap 56k internet connection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it a wonder how ISPs keep providing internet connections with higher and higher speeds at cheaper prices? maybe its just that with all the crackdown ppl dl so much less that theres more bandwidth to go around. (though not like you're going to use it cause you're not dling anyway too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good reason to stop watching anime and start mugging too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for those who didn't like this year's ndp theme song, here's 2 mins of entertainment, and legal too (at least for now) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02uu0KSFRkY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02uu0KSFRkY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7483268384794633749?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7483268384794633749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7483268384794633749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7483268384794633749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7483268384794633749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/anime.html' title='Anime'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-3952434813211292391</id><published>2007-08-15T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:28:11.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU</title><content type='html'>went for the smu admissions talk today. smu sounds pretty good, their education is supposedly modeled after the university of Pennsylvania's wharton sch, top american uni for biz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what i've been hearing about smu is getting quite scary. a friend's senior who has AAAB with good cca records didn't get into smu sch of biz! even though interestingly she did get into smu sch of law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and according to the admissions officer, she said that the minimum requirement last year for majority of the faculties was AAB. plus, just last year there were 12k ppl applying for smu and they have only 1k+ places &gt;_&lt;. looks like its not so easy to get in after all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and if you don't meet the cutoff for A lvl grades, theres still SAT, which they will consider you if you score a high score of 2200-2400 (rather high indeed). maybe the admissions officer was a bit exaggerating, but well, you get the idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there seems to be increasing incentives to get into smu. for one, last year's top 20% grads starting pay was average of $4.6k, and the really top ones are like $8k, $12k $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all smu student wannabes like me, time to study hard! (if you haven't already been doing so lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3952434813211292391?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3952434813211292391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3952434813211292391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3952434813211292391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3952434813211292391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/smu.html' title='SMU'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-8486279932305033881</id><published>2007-08-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:59:50.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不能说的秘密</title><content type='html'>the Secret movie is very very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny, sweet, nostalgic, romantic, cool, etc! Recommend to music-lovers, students, couples, parents, teachers, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;★ ★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; ★ ★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8486279932305033881?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8486279932305033881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8486279932305033881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8486279932305033881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8486279932305033881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_04.html' title='不能说的秘密'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-7687179659028437697</id><published>2007-08-02T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:04:26.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心事...</title><content type='html'>昨天我又去了针灸。。。针灸完了，在出针的当时，那位医师问了我一个问题&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医师：“你是不是有心事啊？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时我以为她只是随口问问，寒暄几句罢了，所以我就毫不在乎地说“没有啦”应酬一下。。。可是过了一阵子，那位医师便说了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医师：“我看得出来你是有心事，有烦恼的。但是这不最近发生的一件事。。。因该有了一段时间了吧。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我顿时无话可说。。。负了钱就走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在车上妈妈便对我说"有心事就因该说出来，不要一直闷在心里，很不健康的。" 我便回答"我知道。。。但是这是一个不能说的秘密。。。"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7687179659028437697?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7687179659028437697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7687179659028437697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7687179659028437697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7687179659028437697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='心事...'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-7405697570040809235</id><published>2007-07-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Relationships</title><content type='html'>something interesting my friend sent me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFEktyrC74/RqyviaXL1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sXOr0Z1CVC8/s1600-h/A964848171282RHI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFEktyrC74/RqyviaXL1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sXOr0Z1CVC8/s320/A964848171282RHI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092638284376167762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7405697570040809235?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7405697570040809235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7405697570040809235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7405697570040809235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7405697570040809235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/of-relationships.html' title='Of Relationships'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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/_eZFEktyrC74/RqyviaXL1VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sXOr0Z1CVC8/s72-c/A964848171282RHI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-3269145203785039951</id><published>2007-07-28T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:42:49.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>歌神唱 bon jovi 的歌..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCAnTlS_2LI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCAnTlS_2LI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太棒啦!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3269145203785039951?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3269145203785039951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3269145203785039951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3269145203785039951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3269145203785039951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/bon-jovi.html' title='歌神唱 bon jovi 的歌..'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-5766042902303318518</id><published>2007-07-28T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:04:59.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>思念是一种病</title><content type='html'>思念是一种病..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5766042902303318518?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5766042902303318518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5766042902303318518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5766042902303318518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5766042902303318518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='思念是一种病'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-1539760483414826119</id><published>2007-07-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:00:32.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going potty over harry</title><content type='html'>don't worry all harry potter fans who have yet to read the book, you can read this post safely as there are no spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel that the world has gone too crazy over just a story book. to all those ppl caught on national tv crying when you got your Deathly Hallows, a reminder that it is just A BOOK, not money, not straight As for your A'levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt its a great book, personally i've read to the order of pheonix, which kinda put me to sleep so i didn't complete the rest of the series. but bottomline, its still just a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queuing 24hrs for it is even more extreme than queuing for hello kitty toys la. after waiting like a thousand years for the book to come out, i'm quite sure you can survive a day or two more without reading it right? comeon, spending 24hrs on queuing, you'll get retribution for it lor (like falling asleep while reading the book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope nobody kills themselves after reading deathly hallows ("omg! end of the series! noooo..... theres no meaning in life anymore..." *jumps*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1539760483414826119?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1539760483414826119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1539760483414826119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the girls ba.. (nothing much to say, abt-the-same performances throughout.. a bit sian..) mayb cos girls' songs i not too familiar.. their scores are quite evenly spread out also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of the show was the second half!! hahahaha full of ups and downs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the guys half, i wld say it's a Deadly Showdown! A showdown to see who dies first! hahaha.. more like a suicide round instead of a revival round..! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat-high-kok (&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;当你孤单你会想起谁)&lt;/span&gt;: lolx~! i wld say his pitching is second to xu bin's.. second lousiest! hehe.. his song dont need to say much la completely no feel leh.. i thought he deserved tt 13.5points hahaha can see his face was dam awkward like wth-i-got-the-lowest-score-ever-shit,-i-thought-i-owned-dam,-i-need-to-put-on&lt;br /&gt;-my-sunshine-smile-and-wink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the first part of the show when they intro him (10secs) he didnt wink man, i thought wah good boy.. then im sure the LAST 1 sec before they changed angle he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;winked &lt;/span&gt;wah lao eh brother.. he dunnoe how many ppl 看他不爽 le leh.. i think one day when i walk to j8 i might juz see him get humptum by some bengs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alien voice (&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;忘记): haha i think we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;忘记 him forever.. heh cannot reach the high 真音 notes and screw up the 假音 totally.. he's expression of full confidence is irritating too.. sayonara boy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;ah 福 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;爱爱爱): ooo i muz say he improved a lot since the first round, he did quite well overall in singing but still quite handicapped in stage presence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xu bin (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;简单爱)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;: hahaha i wonder who enlisted him for the finals.. any normal person can hear his really-bad pitching lolx.. i think he also knows he cant sing very well, so this time come back to boost his girlfriend's friendster profile views hahahaha.. can see his 不安 when singing.. 对不起帅哥，回娘家吧~ rjc's Mr Siva can sing jian dan ai better than u, u know! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;tank-fan (给我你的爱): he got pretty high points but somehow i juz dont really like his singing.. i believe he sang tank's song again cos he scored quite high with 非你莫属 the other time.. but his key is so low tt most ppl can sing it with no difficulty (besides, tank's songs put emphasis on high notes) technically he's 发声 部位 is not from 丹田 but from his 喉咙 which ruptures his voice and makes it difficult to 假音.. (juz like wat happened to alien-voice) he was really lucky to be able to juz manage to sing it as he didnt sing as forcefully during the verses.. or else he wld have died like the alien-voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;Mummy's Boy (木乃伊): WOOT LOLX he was fantastic, like totally! wad more do u want from this 13-yr-old boy! he juz owned the rest in pitching, song variation, style, stage presence, expressions and actions.. i wld give him 9 points relative to the rest, and 10points if im biased and want him to get in! wah lao he 13 yr-old only, no singing lesson beforehand somemore.. zai diao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first judge (who is always lenient) gave him 7.5 only lor, when li fei hui gave him 8+... then when the first few guys (who deserve like 4points and below) he gave them like 5.. perhaps i think he shld do tt la or else those ppl their marks too low no face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;笑源 superstar - 哈哈大笑的来源!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-62440096907524899?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/62440096907524899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=62440096907524899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/62440096907524899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/62440096907524899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/suicide-round.html' title='Suicide Round'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-301448106951427524</id><published>2007-07-16T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:28:57.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>today, we moan the death of the 80 year old angsana tree behind RJC. well, if you haven't noticed, since yesterday, the tree that watches over all ppl playing basketball and occasionally irritates them by sending dry leaves flying in their faces is GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one can only take comfort in believing that it may have passed on to a better place, but we all know that it is more likely to have passed to a woodmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the singapore govt still wants us to integrate the aged into our society, and here they are weeding out all the poor elderly. we know that all the pollution is causing harm to the trees and making survival a chore for them, esp for all the aged, but isn't euthanasia disallowed in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i read in the papers that the rationale was that the tree was dangerous to motorists cause it's smack in the middle of the road and no one heeds the speed limit imposed on the road. all hail the govt for making singapore roads a safer place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like: what the hell, its the tree's fault that ppl are speeding. now now, i'm quite sure the tree didn't want to be in the middle of the road. nor be rammed into and bloodied by some stupid speeding motorists. its not the tree's fault that we stupid ppl built a road right through with it in the middle? i know theres a lack of space in singapore, but i'm quite sure building the road 1 lane space to the other side wouldn't cause greater land scarcity on us right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats more, the tree didn't plan the layout of the roads, so chop the ppl who did! such a curved road is like to cause accidents to motorists than any tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, i'm quite sure a speeding motorist who doesn't follow the speed limit would have an equal chance of meeting into an accident at the road or anywhere else. maybe now we should ban pedestrians from walking on roads and demolish the fences and backgate of rj, and maybe that bus stop over there also to make the roads and EVEN safer place. heck, maybe soon they'll chop down all the trees in singapore to reduce motorists from knocking into them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trees don't cause accidents, motorists who speed do, the position could have been well occupied by a car instead of a tree, and does that reduce the risk of an accident? maybe its time we imprison ppl who were robbed cause they were tempting robbers so that we can reduce crime rate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll BET the tree was just getting in the way of development there, thats why they decided to chop it down. dangerous? just a load of boosheet. and i bet they deliberately built the road like this to give an excuse to chop the tree down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore has no lack of buildings and roads, but we definitely lack big nice shady trees beside your bball courts. so city planners, do your job properly to minimise casualties, pls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-301448106951427524?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/301448106951427524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=301448106951427524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/301448106951427524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/301448106951427524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-5035836859643249827</id><published>2007-07-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:43:22.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>well, seeing as no one updates, i'll do it.. lol.. sounds so 勉强... but oh well... hmm but yea i promise this will be short.. cause this week nothing much happened ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see... oh yea, i took up acupuncturing sessions recently.. gone 4 times alr... its for my sinus, which is smth like nose spoil... lol.. like nose will be blocked most of morning and night time, when temperature drops etc... nose very sensitive, runny nose often ya....  hmm if im not wrong, a high percentage or kids and teens have sinus problem... yep... and i tell u, acupuncture is SUPER EFFECTIVE. i go to this acupunctuing clinic in geylang lorong 23 called 李金龙针灸blahblah smth liddat.... 4 session..... and i am already almost rid of my 10+ years DAILY problem... if u noticed, i used to be super noisy, blowing my nose or sniffing and stuff in class.. but NOW....... ok now still noisy, cause keep talking kok.. lol.. BUT, no sniffing!!! kao.. TCM ftw!!! so if u know anyone, or if u are personally plagued by sinus, then can go there, or can ask me more details.. really really really seriously recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm juz restarted playing bball today... went to shoot some ABC.. ok got back some of my 球感.. not bad.. willy oso smsed me said he misses bballing.. alright peeps, here is an appeal for all of u to start getting ready, bball season is about to kick off! yay.. ok hopefully la... super long no play, super miss it... try to bring pe kit every other day, if possible, everyday juz in case yep haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm cts cts cts.. got same result as my j1 ct 1..... lol.. except GP got better this time.. hahaha.. crap.. shall not dwell on that... prelims... i swear... prelims, watch out.... ok shit, i still need pple to mug wif me and push me on... i super need pushing de.. argh. no self discipline. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, bought a 1gb memory stick pro duo and a new in ear sony ericsson earphones from farhan the online deal monger.... k la, the earphones kinda suck.. but YEAAA finally, music on the go after months!!! s2pid tong hin, sell me spoilt headphones adapter.. grr.. music has always been therapeutic for me... srsly dunno how to live without music... speaking of which... KBOX!! thats overdue... find time peeps. lezzghoul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright i guess thats all for this update.. hmm is this counted as long or short? lol i dunno leh... but yea, peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;进退两难...想要前进,但前方有一堵墙...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;难道要我后退吗?但是我无法自拔. 我不想再背叛自己.&lt;br /&gt;我要呆在这儿多久?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5035836859643249827?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5035836859643249827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5035836859643249827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5035836859643249827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5035836859643249827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6621709584331867039</id><published>2007-07-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:35:39.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title de title</title><content type='html'>hmm ok long time no blogged after the spate of blogging spree... now back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shall be quite a random post, with thoughts here and there ba, so try to stay with me lol... actually i think its going to be short ba.. one of my rare short posts lol... i realised my past posts are almost always super super long... and jem holds record for the most number of short short posts lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;recently, i've gotten to know that moar and moar of my frens are getting attached.. really quite surprised some of them... hmm namely they are: "......" okk, secret secret, lol mercy mercy... i was really quite surprised and at the same time awed at how courageous they actually are... how they managed to finally take that 1 huge step forward.... i for one, cannot imagine mustering up enuff courage to do anything of any sort lol... and actually, most of those i know of who did muster up courage are thoes that are usually super shy and quiet... well, they very 静爆 sia lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched 百分百 some time back, and they were talking bout 制服恋 (在读书时的恋情)... lol, and got some actress/model came for the interview thingy... they found out she didn't experience 制服恋 before and she kena owned haha... and she was like, yea thats one of my biggest regrets of schooling lol... though mine wld prolly be not working hard enuff ,but yea.. i guess i missed this too, no time to do anything now liao anyway sia... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but today, went out to ajisen with ahboy and zilin... haha we talked a lot a lot alot... i think the chat woz super shuang and eyeopening... shared a lot of concepts and mindsets... muz say me and ahboy have quite some in common lol.. zilin juz there kena owned by us... though it brought back certain nostalgic effects, but yea, 感情是会淡化的, sometimes it cannot be helped, unless by a certain event, the spark is rekindled... ......................... eh shit... if i write liddat for gp i fail.. i think my points and stuff very inconsistent and disorganised lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway yea... if anyone have any queries at all or what so ever, fell free to drop a message or give me a buzz.. i think what we discussed today would be lovely to share to thoes who are confused and etc u noe.. yar.. though i r noob myself, but never too bad to have another's POV right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;01 outing on saturday... didnt join them for transformers in the morning coz i watched wif class dudes alr.. went to join them for 2h lan and zhaoed home.. this time many of the oooooold batch outing buddies turned up, eg. nick, james, yong... usually juz the same bunch of dudes liek ongneh psy dan hioky xj dylan paul... lol.. but xj din come this time... his sms reply of whether he was coming was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I just entered the dark portal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that was refering to him stepping back to WoW lol.... quite champ... sigh.. i really really really really^999999 love my 01 batch mates... i wonder how long will we last, with out strong bond and frenship... hopefully, we can be "fr3nz 4evAxXxXxXZzZz" lol... though some are drifting apart, but in the end, they will come back, and formalities are drawn aside, and everyone 一见如故, as though they have never been seperated before.. thats what i like bout us 01... no barriers, striaght forward, simple, plain, strong frenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;recent events have left me quite 进退两难.. i dunno what to say.. whats right whats wrong.... hmmm. i know fighting for yourself and what u wish to attain is right.. but what if its wrong to do so at the same time... for the process of doing so can harm others... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL paiseh.. looks like this has spun into a rather lengthy post liao lol... kk thats bout it, peaceout dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6621709584331867039?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6621709584331867039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6621709584331867039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6621709584331867039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6621709584331867039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-title-de-title.html' title='no title de title'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-601984033910298425</id><published>2007-06-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:22:49.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5(Finale): Breaking Free, Endless Cycles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quinten closes his eyes. This is all rubbish, he thought to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of brilliance, he found himself once more - bound tightly in a strait jacket, standing in the middle of a confined room with no windows. He thought about the ridiculous identity he had just assumed and all the things that happened. All but mere creations of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, our minds are what grants us our power. It is with our minds' capaability do we claim ourselves as higher order beings. So, repect your minds and try to tap its potential when you attempt this week's tutorial. And this ends today's lecture, if you have any queries do come up and ask me. Thank you. You are dismissed. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, Quinten packs his lecture materials and prepares to leave the lecture hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the story is screwed up..and no one bothers liao..n i hv nthing better to do, or rather want to do...i've decided to end the story in wad is probably,...one of the most crappiest way....at least it is better den him fight clsmate and den kena killed rite?? lol...hmm....mayb the clsmate is his true self! that look helped him regain his sanity!!! ooo...can continue!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-601984033910298425?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/601984033910298425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=601984033910298425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/601984033910298425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/601984033910298425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/chapter-5finale-breaking-free-endless.html' title='Chapter 5(Finale): Breaking Free, Endless Cycles'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-6585384356538516268</id><published>2007-06-24T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:19:49.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>《不能说的秘密》</title><content type='html'>Jay Chou's latest movie scheduled to be released on 27th July &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Singapore unconfirmed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4zsyyYv06k" width="380" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6585384356538516268?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6585384356538516268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6585384356538516268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6585384356538516268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6585384356538516268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_24.html' title='《不能说的秘密》'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-2253340853801466881</id><published>2007-06-24T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:20:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>《不能说的秘密》主题曲 MV</title><content type='html'>周杰伦 自编自导自演的处女作《不能说的秘密》主题曲 MV&lt;br /&gt;完整版的歌曲会在 2007年6月28日 全球首播&lt;br /&gt;敬请期待! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tsggLBbcM3A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tsggLBbcM3A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《不能说的秘密》&lt;br /&gt;曲:周杰倫 词:方文山&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冷咖啡离开了杯垫&lt;br /&gt;我忍住的情绪在很后面&lt;br /&gt;拼命想挽回的从前&lt;br /&gt;在我脸上依旧清晰可见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美的不是下雨天&lt;br /&gt;是曾与你躲过雨的屋檐&lt;br /&gt;回忆的画面 在荡着秋千 梦开始不甜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说把爱渐渐 放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;或许命运的签 只让我们遇见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只让我们相恋 这一季的秋天&lt;br /&gt;飘落后才发现 这幸福的碎片&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要我怎么捡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2253340853801466881?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2253340853801466881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2253340853801466881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2253340853801466881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2253340853801466881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/mv.html' title='《不能说的秘密》主题曲 MV'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-6887555659285594660</id><published>2007-06-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:20:52.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiampa Superstar</title><content type='html'>wah tonight performance like shit again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to say much, we all can see for ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still want to comment something.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(我只会说坏话... 如果你好就是好, 不好就要被我骂!  不然leh?  你以为上台酱爽ar? 上电视耍帅, 沾点光，有一点知名度也要有代价的.. 老娘's watching u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the first guy's (长老会中学, white specs sing 曹格's 背叛) voice is really like some alien voice, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dam dam dam 难听&lt;/span&gt;.. dun understand why the judges think it's not bad.. ya unique, only he got tt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guai lan voice&lt;/span&gt;, unique but like shit pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he sing 背叛 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPLETELY NO FEEL&lt;/span&gt;.. so dam wrong choice song.. alien voice sing 曹格's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POWERPACK&lt;/span&gt; 背叛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls look at this imba 背叛 sang by this &lt;span id="vidDescBegin"&gt;蕭敬騰 (20yrs old only, dont complain, he's my new idol now haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldjrqUSEEHs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldjrqUSEEHs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd guy (sing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAY'S 枫&lt;/span&gt;) omg u siao ar? nv read my previous blog post izzit? 老师叫你别选实力歌手的歌.. 别选实力歌手的歌-别选实力歌手的歌-别选实力歌手的歌! 你没有在听嘛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's 枫 was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kanasai &lt;/span&gt;(i bet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; agree).. and before/after/during singing, he gave the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omg-i-think-im-owning-jay&lt;/span&gt; face think he dam zai.. wah lao eh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up la&lt;/span&gt;, ppl ask u dun choose lin jj song u go choose jay's song, nex one u choose 曹格/王力宏/david陶 song izzit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam kiampa la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun need post other ppl singing feng video here la, u go and re-watch jay's mv and re-learn the song again ar huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the 4th guy was very innocent lolx.. looks very 老实人, but to an extent tt he behaves abnormally.. (e.g. the way he walks up the stage, his stiffness, the way he talks).. but i thought he sang much better than the last time, and the performance was satisfactory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to say, elaine on the girls' side owned like siao.. i thought she sang like how a professional singer would sing 'live'.. very good.. she's good at choosing her songs, this song is nice and suits her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see who gets out~ i wld say the 不自量力 guy who sang cao ge's song lolx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6887555659285594660?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6887555659285594660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6887555659285594660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6887555659285594660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6887555659285594660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/kiampa-superstar.html' title='Kiampa Superstar'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-3767026758507138058</id><published>2007-06-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:06:08.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something worth pondering over =)</title><content type='html'>你们可能相爱过，你们也可能喜欢着彼此，&lt;br /&gt;但是，为了什么原因你们没能在一起？&lt;br /&gt;也许他为了朋友之间的义气，不能追你。&lt;br /&gt;也许为了顾及家人的意见 ，你们没有在一起。&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;也许为了出国深造，他没有要你等他。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太早，还不懂得珍惜对方。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太晚，你们身边已经有了另一个人。&lt;br /&gt;也许你回头太迟，对方已不再等待。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们彼此在捉摸对方的心，而迟迟无法跨出界线。&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;不过即使你们没在一起，你们还是保持了朋友的关系。但是你们心底清楚，对这个人，你比朋友还多了一份关心。即使不能跟他名正言顺的牵着手逛街，你们还是可以做无所不谈的朋友。他有喜欢的人，你口头上会帮他追，心里却不是很清楚你是不是真的希望他追到。&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;他遇到困难时，你会尽你所能的帮他，不会计较谁又欠了谁。男女朋友吃醋了，你会安抚他们说你和他只是朋友，但你心中会有那么一丝的不确定。每个人这辈子，心中都有过这幺一个特别的朋友，很矛盾的行为。一开始你不甘心只做朋友的，但久了，突然发现这样最好。&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿这样关心他， 总好过你们在一起而有天会分手。&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿做他的朋友，彼此不会吃醋，才可以真的无所不谈。&lt;br /&gt;特别是这样，你还是知道，他永远会关心你的。做不成男女朋友，当他那个特别的朋友，有什么不好呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3767026758507138058?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3767026758507138058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3767026758507138058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3767026758507138058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3767026758507138058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-worth-pondering-over.html' title='something worth pondering over =)'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8030504444645824961</id><published>2007-06-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:04:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus SuperSh*t</title><content type='html'>i have quite a lot to say abt this yr's campus super'star'.. especially after watching monday night's performances (turned out to be a huge disappointment)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to comment lolx.. dun care if ppl flame~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the whole, this batch is quite lousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls are generally ok.. (much better than the guy's standard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the first 4 on mon night had the same standard and the last one (elaine from innova jc) was the best.. her 音质 really good, like born-to-be-singer kind, and 她的路线 (风格) seems to be like 梁静茹 kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st guy&lt;/span&gt; (gan eng seng sec/&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;只因为你/张栋梁&lt;/span&gt;) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;average singing.. nothing unique/special abt him.. easily-forgotten kind..&lt;br /&gt;this song also doesn't bring out any 歌唱技巧..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd guy &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="chtext"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;st hilda's sec/&lt;/strong&gt;原来/林俊杰) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, the judges' comments on this guy were the most unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they actually said he's &lt;/span&gt;歌唱技巧 was acceptable.. i thought it was avg and below singing, with his 拍子乱掉, really bad 音准 and 处理尾音方式 lousy (at least give some 斗音 la)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not good to choose lin junjie's or jay's songs becos they r so good tt when u sing it, the audience tend to compare ur singing with tt of the original singer sub-consciously and u juz get owned becos they are professional singers and the songs have been carefully edited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contestants will also tend to 模仿 some 唱腔 from the song (be it on purpose or not), resulting in loss of 个人风格, which was wat happened to this chap.. there are some r&amp;b freestyle parts (expression of emotions~) in songs but tt doesnt mean u have to sing it becos they may sound very fake/unnatural (no feel~) juz like singing it for the sake of singing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although im from st hilda's pri, paiseh ar boy, dun support u hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd guy &lt;/span&gt;(public enemy aka the w*nker):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yay! kanna kicked out, he better not come back again..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i think abt him the more i feel like puking, so keep it short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he cant sing&lt;/span&gt;, his pitching was bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he cant dance&lt;/span&gt;, tried to imitate wilbur pan's mv dance move but end up squirming like got caterpillar drop down his back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he speak/sing with accent&lt;/span&gt; think he pan wei bo, everything also wan to be like pan wei bo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun insult pan wei bo leh, the only person i think u resemble is mediacorp's ah ben..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dun wink into the dam camera again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(public enemy aka wink-er)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th guy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="chtext"&gt;(男佣/吴克群):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's juz an entertainer/joker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake, this is a singing competition and even though there's a need for a 完整演出 (i.e. stage presence, interactions, etc) we are not asking u to make a fool of urself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this song display his singing skills.. i knew 1 week ago tt he's gonna screw up with this song when the song list was posted.. dun choose wu ke qun's songs pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he doesnt look cute to me at all.. eeyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th guy&lt;/span&gt; (love story/范逸臣):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao cheater, i was like thinking "wah, love story, kee siao ar, so high key,  muz watch how he sing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah kao who knows he 降 key 降 until so low think 老娘 canot hear izzit~! my ah gong also can sing  love story to my ah ma tt key.. and he could barely reach the 'higher' notes (relative to key).. 音准 was not good also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chtext"&gt; can see that this year's judges are very encouraging lolx, standard also lower.. (all finalists shld have the lil' boy's standard!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8030504444645824961?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8030504444645824961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8030504444645824961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8030504444645824961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8030504444645824961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/campus-supersht.html' title='Campus SuperSh*t'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-7419207208479633550</id><published>2007-06-07T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:17:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lag</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/simonmull123/ToyStoryBestPals.jpg" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy Story (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.moviexclusive.com/review/legendofthesea/l2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend of the Sea (2007) (local production &gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, need i say more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in fact this is one of the nicer pics from legend of the sea, cause i've seen worse in the trailer on tv, but can't seem to find them lol. to give you a rough idea, the background looks like they aren't even rendered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to put a picture of shrek 3 for comparison, but much too depressing. its a wonder why IDA continues to put so much emphasis on animation. maybe its time we moved on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard this is a multi-million production too. i think a sufficiently skilled 3d artist can probably do better than this at home with his pirated 3dsmax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7419207208479633550?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7419207208479633550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7419207208479633550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7419207208479633550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7419207208479633550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/lag.html' title='Lag'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-345250957447171712</id><published>2007-06-06T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:23:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class CIP, 01, and stuff</title><content type='html'>well, so class cip has ended a few days ago.. it has been quite a different and nice experience... hmm, dun expect to go into much details bout the camp tho.. quite lazy haha... i guess i learnt quite a lot from this camp, matured a lot also (though im not really sure on that LOL..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a group leader, and that being said, its not a very tough job, and not a easy one at that. still have to hand it to the exco people.. i think they got the hardest jobs... oh well... hmm my group was quite a nice one.. dun have skrued up people like ______  ____ and ________ lol... oh and no, thats not refering to any of the gls XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if the kids really really learn anything from this camp.. chances are slim.. to them this might be just another camp, tho different, but just another 1 to play arnd and etc. i really really hope they learned something from this and excel in the future.. they really have great potentials... no, like seriously. amazed me totally =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i dun really miss them... not like some other people.. who feel nostalgic and made a crossword puzzle out of their names.. XD haha.. i guess im not one who is easy in getting emotionally attached... well.. not within 3 days tho. ah well.. dunno if i will go back to see them again... most likely not haha.. unless they plan everything out and we all go down tgt as a grp.. that be nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on another note, mon-thurs had 01 batch outing... like finally haha... me ongneh sirui and daniel went early to catch pirates... quite machamp confusing, but yea quite funny... the 3 of them spoiled the movie for themselves by reading wiki.. i think thats helpful, if not u 90% cannot understand movie.. so ya.. they sit back and enjoy scenes and action.. den i juz huh? wtm? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterthat had that good old heart warming, batch bonding LAN session.. ahhhh nice... BF2, dota.. all in the menu =D. this time more man came.. dylan, james, hiok, betawesh and paul.. yep yep, later headed down to RI for annual camp thingy, played soccer in the dark, played bridge, watched a bit of the campfire.. den the rest zhaoed while dylan sirui xj and ongneh came over my hse for stay over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched anchor man, legend of jon burgandy. lol damn funny!! =D then played cards, t0ked k0k etc.. and juz sleep, sleept all the way till 2 in the afternoon lol.. but thats frm 430am tho XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh batch outing, so refreshing.. alrighty time for tksspm outing! get ready peeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yar, regarding the story thing.. try not to add ur personal comments half way like willy did, make it more professional looking lol.. AND CAN ALL OF U STOP ENDING ON SOME SUPER VAGUE CLIFFHANGER?!?!?!?! liddat how to cont.. no 1 wants to actually take a step INTO the story.. all keep adding new characters and ending off with like "then he saw this guy staring at him" wahh end.. -_- lol... all waiting for people to develop.. dunno what to write, den juz keep adding stuff to be developed, but not developed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yea, our SVA gold video is out on the moe webbie already.. can be viewed here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evideo.edu.sg/sva_programme.asp?id=183&amp;sva=10&amp;amp;cat=1&amp;level=Secondary"&gt;http://www.evideo.edu.sg/sva_programme.asp?id=183&amp;amp;sva=10&amp;cat=1&amp;amp;level=Secondary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho its quite small ._. hmm if u want big size version, contact me or jem yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats it, peaceout yall, and mug! tho im like.. not lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-345250957447171712?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/345250957447171712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=345250957447171712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/345250957447171712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/345250957447171712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/class-cip-01-and-stuff.html' title='Class CIP, 01, and stuff'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-2675768594706048694</id><published>2007-06-06T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T17:03:41.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chpater 4: Classmates</title><content type='html'>"Well, nice to meet you, Quinten," the man smiles, then continues, "and as you would not have known by now, I'm Niveus Incendia. That would be Mr. Niveus for you. I'm rather famous in this school compound as well, and you will learn in time to come. Now would you hurry back to your seat? We haven't got all day. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson proceeds quietly. No one falls asleep, but none seems to be responding either. Quinten's interest is waning. His new classmates are like inanimate objects, not worth the attention observing them, and he had already learnt what was being taught. Quinten idles on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school bell went. Mr Niveus left. Finally, the end of lesson. Quinten looks around once more. There was barely any emotions, especially odd for a class of young adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His classmates filed out of the classroom quietly and orderly. None of them even bothered as much as to give Quinten a glance. This is something refreshing for Quinten ever since his new found abilities. He looks at the row of "objects" walking out of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinten turns away, and starts to pack his bag. However, this is not before something caught his eyes. Before the last person walked out, he turns to look at Quinten. Nothing written in his eyes. Emotionless. He turns back and continues out of the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2675768594706048694?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2675768594706048694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2675768594706048694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2675768594706048694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2675768594706048694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/chpater-4-classmates.html' title='Chpater 4: Classmates'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-7112096698414913527</id><published>2007-06-04T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:02:44.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: The introduction</title><content type='html'>(lol, so long no one continue the story, so here's the long awaited part 3!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chapter 3: The Introduction]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like ages to Quinten (somehow this name just reminds me of harry potter...heh), his keen senses finally picked up the soft tapping of shoes along the corridor outside. Indubitably, the footsteps were heading towards one destination, the opened door of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments, a tall stout figure appeared in the doorway, pausing momentarily to quickly scan the classroom. His sharp bright eyes immediately picked out the figure of Quinten and gave him him a mild smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck Quinten immediately is the the man's face. Though his face reflected a look of a man in his 30s, his head was a sea of white. As his smile widened, Quinten noticed multiple wrinkles forming, though minute, clearly indicated that this man has been through too much for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oops, seems like i've deviated a lot from what i wanted to say lol, just check the title, anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fluid motion, the man's mouth continued into a shape of a cheerful announcement "Hi class, we've a newcomer today, shall we invite him to introduce himself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before the man finished his sentence, Quinten was already right next to him looking at the class with a smug look on his face. If there's one thing that Quinten wasn't good at, it's hiding his arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning everyone, i'm Quinten, many of you would probably heard of me, since i was top of the Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Mathematics Olympiad in the last term. My specialties are well... everything. For those foreign scholars, do not hesitate to speak to me in your native language, because I'm highly proficient in Japanese, Chinese, Spanish, French, Italian, German, Korean and even Martian. Not that i'm boasting, but i'm so good that i've been expelled four times last year for being too much of a genius! Which is the reason why i've come so far away from my home to this place to further my education. Hope that you people would prove to be more of a challenge to my intellectual threshold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence. Quinten bathed in it as he bowed, a gesture of showing off his courtesy rather than being courteous. It always prided him to elicit a non-response from his audience to his jawdropping achievements. If arrogance could be measured by the Richter scale, the earth would be quaking off its axis from his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Yawn-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act was soft, yet it echoed through every corner of Quinten's head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[end of chapter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, hopefully its not too shabby. i took very long blogging this! 没有功劳，也有苦劳! well guess we can see where all this is going. hope its fine. anyway i took very long to decide on this so actually i wanted to blog even before the SAT one! but cannot think of the story, so never blog. sorry dudes =D quick quick continue the story heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway a bit less about the story, went for NS med check up today. FOUR HOURS!!!! hell long. for those who's going. try to reach at like 8.15 or 8.30 then won't have to wait like 10000000 hrs for the x-ray. no, going at 9 won't work either, i know, cause i went at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone make such a big fuss about the check on your little brother. heck, the check was less than 2 secs. anyway its partially so long cause theres a supeeeeeer long IQ/psychometric test. lol, its like taking SAT all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey! i'm PES A! Maybe can become sniper! commando. naval diver.... (ok can someone break my arm so i won't be PES A.... GG)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7112096698414913527?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7112096698414913527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7112096698414913527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7112096698414913527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7112096698414913527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/06/chapter-3-introduction.html' title='Chapter 3: The introduction'/><author><name>W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256480304775358286</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-22192107.post-7780737625517220507</id><published>2007-05-31T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:42.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.5: The soon to be deleted crap</title><content type='html'>My Version (Original, support original, don't read pirated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his confidence was not meant to be, as he tripped and fell within steps of his seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edited (so that this WILL be deleted))&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh no, im becoming more and more like EUGENE TAN YONG CHENG from rjc!" he thought. With unproportional legs to body ratio and abnormally long legs, Eugene lost his leg-eye coordination. But lucky for him, even though he cant walk properly, he excels in shooting! Mainly because one does not require legs for the.. err sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinten now deeply regrets his dark periods of playing Age of Mythology and Age of Empire 1,2 &amp;amp; 3 with him.. They say that friends who spend lots of times with each other eventually become like each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haiz it's all in the past.." he thought quietly. Anyway besides memories, wad's gone never returns so don't dwell on them, he regrets not keeping in touch with eugene and wonders how is he doing now.. He sincerely hopes in his heart that he's not blogging rubbish at a joint blog with his friends.. BUT if he does, he will be expected to be blocked of admin rights.. Quinten says "heh" aloud in his mind, another pet phrase from eugene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene's Version -_-" (Die eugene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But his confidence was not meant to be, as he tripped and fell within steps of his seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh no, im becoming more and more like LIU DALI from rjc!" he thought. After all, spending all those long years of his Ancient life inside a cave must certainly affect psychomotor skills in the modern setting. But lucky for him, his cave does have electricity so he can get connected to the internet! But then again, an Ancient will always lag behind modern technology as he screwed himself in an attempt to guai lan his innocent friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinten now deeply regrets his dark periods of playing Three Corridors and DOTA with him.. They say that friends who spend lots of times with each other eventually become like each other..."Wah crap.. it's all in the past.." he thought quietly. Anyway, he regrets not keeping in touch with dali and wonders how is he doing now.. He sincerely hopes in his heart that he's not editing a rubbish post made by his friend at a joint blog with his friends.. BUT if he does, he will be expected to be guai lan-ed as well.. Quinten says "heh" aloud in his mind, even though google returns only 14 results for such a figure of speech.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhaKu37TMAo/RmDs1XJoYKI/AAAAAAAAABw/fr4cjJ19pjg/s1600-h/google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071313581910810786" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhaKu37TMAo/RmDs1XJoYKI/AAAAAAAAABw/fr4cjJ19pjg/s400/google.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It must be an ancient skill picked up from his Ancient friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7780737625517220507?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7780737625517220507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7780737625517220507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7780737625517220507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7780737625517220507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-25-soon-to-be-deleted-crap.html' title='Chapter 2.5: The soon to be deleted crap'/><author><name>Eugene</name><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/_qhaKu37TMAo/RmDs1XJoYKI/AAAAAAAAABw/fr4cjJ19pjg/s72-c/google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-3262528963025438669</id><published>2007-05-25T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:07:18.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: The First Meeting</title><content type='html'>Quinten slides the classroom door open and walks in confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First impressions", he thought to himself, "they are lasting, and they set the premise for future exchanges".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi...." he stopped short. There was something about the class which is different than those he had been in. Something which calls out to him to rethink his original plan of action. He scans the classroom. Apparently none of his new classmates even bothered to throw a glance at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is interesting," he muttered to himself. He walks towards an empty desk and settles himself down, all the time maintaining a tall and confident posture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3262528963025438669?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3262528963025438669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3262528963025438669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3262528963025438669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3262528963025438669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-2-first-meeting.html' title='Chapter 2: The First Meeting'/><author><name>jem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02304125305555229173</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-22192107.post-3674575883494266659</id><published>2007-05-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:17:47.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: The Turning Point</title><content type='html'>Quinten wasn't always like this, smart, athletic and with all rounded excellence. He was a normal boy from young, just your average kiddo. However, it was not until 4 years ago that he started become smarter, fitter, and generally, more outstanding than his peers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all first started when he entered puberty. He realised that as puberty came, he started to get stronger, able to jump further, run faster... Okay, so most guys get that happening to them too when they go through puberty. But Quinten's was different. His psychomotor skills developed far quicker and to a greater extent than anyone. He picked up every single sport there was around, and easily beat the pros. He even developed a photographic memory, able to memorise and comprehend large inflows of information in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was developing his potentials in secondary school, the situation was still relatively ok. It just seemed that he got smarter and more hardworking. He did not top the school he was studying at, just one of the smarter students. However, as he entered the later stages of puberty, did his abilities got much better and soon, in tertiary school, he was excelling in every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only then, that his parents started treating him differently... as if they know something that he doesn't, and is trying to keep him away from knowing it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3674575883494266659?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3674575883494266659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3674575883494266659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3674575883494266659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3674575883494266659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-1-turning-point.html' title='Chapter 1: The Turning Point'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-5048357768545187005</id><published>2007-05-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:18:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story: Prologue</title><content type='html'>"If you think that's gonna succeed, think again" he thinks to himself angrily. He has lost count of the number of schools that he had been to, this is probably the last tertiary institution that he has never studied in before in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, he had managed to top every school that he has studied in before. Maybe possessing a brain of IQ 207 helps, but how does that explain the fact that he had won every single intra-school competition each school had organized? From athletic events to artistic events, even the most coveted Talentime winner, as long as he takes part in them, he wins. Simple. He has thus concluded "Life is unfair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His popularity in school has never helped his relationships with his parents. Every competition he wins causes them to hate him more. Maybe 'hate' is not the right word, 'fear' is. Every time he gets too popular in school, he changes school. He has never understood this concept and doubt he ever will. The only theory that he has in his mind of IQ 207 is that his mother is hoping that they will eventually find someone who can outshine him, at least in 1 aspect. He doubts that this will happen. Maybe his mother will finally recognize him as a genius if he tops every competition again in this school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I started cause i had nothing to do except hw.. and jere nids to do hw.. fair trade.. anyway if u dun like the starting can just change it lar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-5048357768545187005?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/5048357768545187005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=5048357768545187005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5048357768545187005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/5048357768545187005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/story-part-i.html' title='The Story: Prologue'/><author><name>Newbiemage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03227702884401399616</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-22192107.post-2380094246584702919</id><published>2007-05-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:46:42.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension resolved</title><content type='html'>2 days went by. He finally saw her on msn,after an abscence of 3 months... blocked? perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "hey."&lt;br /&gt;she said "hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are we back on talkable terms?" he asked after much hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe" came the reply. He fidgeted. A rush of emotions surged through him. they talked, much more casual now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came. she said "Ok, we ae friends now. i gtg. Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let not more be said, for now, its certain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2380094246584702919?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2380094246584702919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=2380094246584702919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2380094246584702919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/2380094246584702919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/tension-resolved.html' title='Tension resolved'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8989843381957662621</id><published>2007-05-20T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:02:57.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new begining?</title><content type='html'>Reading the horoscope in the papers was something he wasn't familiar with, but somehow he felt compelled to read it that day. The horoscope read "You are convinced that this is your last chance, but something does not feel right. Your heart says no, your head says yes. The stars say that even if you are starving, it is an act of wisdom to bypass food you know is poisoned." He is amazed at how accurate the horoscopes were about his feelings. he hesitates, he fears... is this a sign? should he retreat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, it was too late. He has to give it a shot. He had already been suffering long enough from the grief this issue has caused him. If it succeeds, this cloud will be lifted off him, if it fails, he would fall into the abyss. It is a matter of opportunity cost, but convinced this is his last chance, he goes for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the large crowd, he spots her. His heart skips a beat. He wanted to go up to her, but his reflexes told him to hide. He is so afraid to meet her, afraid of the reaction and response he might get. He hid. He was panting like a dog even though no strenuous actions were done, for his heart was beating so fast, he needed to catch his breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait. Later" he told himself, certain that this was not the right time to see her. He did not wish to further affect her, to pile on top of the stress she is already withstanding; no, not until it's done and she is at ease. "Wait. Later" he told himself. Or is he just escaping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly, everyone was enjoying themselves. “Should I go up to her now?” he wondered. No doubt things were going well, but it was only the half way mark. Should he take the risk? There was no time to ponder. She had already seen him. She looked surprised by his presence, but gave a big smile and waved. He hesitated, somewhat stunned by her reaction, before waving back and giving an awkward smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immense relive washed over him. He smiled to himself and walked up to her. They exchanged greetings and chatted for a bit. Just&lt;em&gt; a bit&lt;/em&gt;. Besides, they were only formalities. He couldn't stand the awkwardness anymore, and left silently as she turned to talk to someone else. He wondered to himself..Why was the situation so awkward? Doesn’t it signify things have been forgotten when she acknowledge his presence?Everything else went on smoothly and the event ended. He went to find her again. She was hugging all her old pals, but when it came to his turn; they looked at each other, she smiled and reached out her hand. They shook. It was then that the realization hit him. They were no longer on the same page anymore. The deed was done and it cannot be forgotten just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they talked, but the content only barely scratched the surface of what they used to chat about in the past. It was as if they just met not long ago. However he was contented. Instead of avoidance, they were communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this mark a new beginning? He certainly hopes so. But the prospect of them being good friends again, remains to be seen. Only time holds the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8989843381957662621?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8989843381957662621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8989843381957662621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8989843381957662621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8989843381957662621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-begining.html' title='A new begining?'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-4577420854805884709</id><published>2007-05-15T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:10:10.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footlose</title><content type='html'>lol i think this is damn gp... ive been staring at this page for over 5 mins, thinking how i should start off... wheres the intro.. but oh well, i tot, why not start of with this, if not lol, hardly can start off at all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see escape the intro so u can anyways into the main point XD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last thurs till sat, was helping out as backstage crew in the dance night concert Footlose! although quite tiring, having to stand arnd most of the time, and stay in school for like 10 hours excluding curriculum time.. i should say it has been quite a nice experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm how did i get into the back stage crew? oh yea... i was trying to escape remedial, so i desperately wanted to join in so i can go for rehersal and pon remedial... after much haggling, wanqing finally agreed! but.. it was too late, and i had to go for remedial anyway.. lol.. but i sort of wanted to go for the backstage thing anyways, coz i tot can see free show n get cip hours, why not... and im lack of cip hours anyway lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i was wrong... cannot see much of the show backstage.. sure u can see em dance and all (infact watch them dance and rehersal and etc for like 1792846918623591 times), but  all the formations etc are best viewed from the audience side.. frm backstage, they all just look like a mess... ahhhh hopefully can get the vcd/dvd/video of the show they filmed =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i must say the 2 dance nights went pretty well, cept the first one had a stool fall off which made a bang sound, so ya.. but apart frm that, good job crew!~ haha... actually, ALL the backstage crew frm my class de.. cept yusheng lol... hmm lets see who were there... wenliang,tonghin,chin nam, wanqing, yuru, changrong, shalom, elaine and yusheng... yep... av crew.. aiya no need mention XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see what was my job, oh yea, mine is more of the saikang job haha.. chiong stage to pick up stuff if they drop, den dancers probs and stuff suppose to collect for them, pass to stage left, hold dancers back incase they block the current performers, den oso help wenliang to que the dances/dancers, oh and shine lights for dancers so they can see where they going lol.. coz they juz come in frm outside.. den inside pitch black, need to adjust lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, for us backstage crew, not much pressure frm the audiences part... coz the whole time we never ever get to have a mere glimpse of the audience seats, so even actuall performance night and rehersal, cannot really tell the difference, still do the same things to perfection! PROFESSIONAL! i think my future ambition is to be stage crew... lol right... maybe oni wanqing haha...coz she stage manager, 老大 very big shot de lor... take mic and address all the performers, ask them shut up dun talk. LOL... best sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm perks... well, got flowers frm timo and cynthia, the emcees... and then the dance troupes' leaders oso gave each of us some mini goody bag... we.. goody wraper? lol.. 1 small waffer and a mini m&amp;ms.. oh, oso got to watch angie and meng ying dance haha.. nice dances peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm anyway quite fun la.. if got chance nxt time do again... lol.. but as if will have chance liddat.. -.-.. oh yea, tonghin is a bastard... keep on dun wan go out and bow when they thank stage crew... so hamsterish la... scared what sai.. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, thats all for today, peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-4577420854805884709?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/4577420854805884709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=4577420854805884709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4577420854805884709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/4577420854805884709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/footlose.html' title='Footlose'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-1475309953918174433</id><published>2007-05-06T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:05:18.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibe at DXO</title><content type='html'>ahhhh blogger spoil la!!!! my previous post got 3/4 deleted!!!! argh and i spent so long typing that... zzz but i retyped it as best as i can.. so yar... if u missed it or caught no ball, can go read again ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. just got back from the street dance concert at DXO esplanade.. dances were ok, but really loved the foreign bodies dance, the matk kid dance crew, and weisong's b3@t b0X! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the place was like quite super big, but the area arnd the dance floor, was very small.. whats worse is that.. the dancefloor is not a stage, its not elevated, but instead, sunken into the ground.. making it less likely for people at the back to be able to see.. THEREFORE..... SQUEEZE like MAN!!!!!! i was like... cannot move.. + no seats (reserved) den leg juz died.. hawt like man, sweat like bomb... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really want to killll wanqing man... im sure she force us go this concert.. where she carried a prob for 5 seconds in her first appearence, and danced 1 min on her second.. THE END... -_- plx... STRANGGLE you in school ah... lol.. after the concert, went down to the dance floor.. stone, and stand right beside the woofers... lol.. the vibe.. really quite man... the gals cam whored a whole lot.. we took like .. 1 foto lol.. den we were oso watching this break dancers crew dancing arnd, making a PK 赛... but.. it got really boring.. coz apparently.. they oni know how to do 1 or 2 moves.. and they juz keep repeating.. artist's extract (paiseh, use words coz cannot draw) " wah u think u damn pro, get a load of this! rawr!" dances dance move A n B.... 2nd dude "wah ok lor.. u come and see this!!!! " dances dance move A n C... den repeat X times... -____- it got more interesting after sam and benny joined in, but they "lost" the battle coz these couple of child dancers a.k.a crowd pleases come and PK them, so duh they 打退堂鼓 lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, cleared the area stonned arnd in esplanade before deciding to go new york new york to eat... aggy's frens joined us! namely, fiona and weijean. yep yep, but we had so many people! 10! that they had to shift us arnd to another table lol... so we ordered our food.. surprisingly all of us ordered differently despite there being not much choices for main course.. i guess coz the gals ate pasta and bernie the solo kia ate burger o.o... guys bought main courses! lol... hmm oh ya before that oso spammed free cotton candy lol.. the gals super pro, abuse the cotton candy guy, got 10 tonnes of cotton candy LOL.. den huanyong the n00b shit... got 1 fricking small stick of cotton candy.. i tot it was an ear bud... LOL... i think the cotton candy guy super biased to all the pretty girls there la ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gals cam whored again, and cam whored tong hin lol... den they were like discussing stuff secretly and going outside to have secret meeting wif CR n stuff lol.. den came back suddenly all these workers spring-ed up wif a bday cake and everyone started singing happy bday!! haha.. hmm fiona was gone by then, but weijean was still there! lol.. coincidentally i oso wished  her happy birthday last year, i guess favour returned lol... but this time it was in person o.o! ahhh in a nut shell, was so touched but not really super surprised XD haha.. but pleasently surprised still! haha... yep yep.. and zomg the cake was delicious! found out it was bernie's treat coz she was guilty she cldnt celebrate wif me before tt.. lol nvm! thanks sososososososo much!!! rawr... ahhh feeling so nice inside, this muz be the happiest weekend ive ever had! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went home.. then bathed, turn on comp, came to blogger, typed in &lt;a href="mailto:poiful@gmail.com"&gt;poiful@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; in username, and ******** in password. den came in to blog this.... lol.. yep yep thanks again to all who made me feel so special! thankies! peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-1475309953918174433?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/1475309953918174433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=1475309953918174433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1475309953918174433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/1475309953918174433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/vibe-at-dxo.html' title='Vibe at DXO'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-8402226180455313392</id><published>2007-05-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:13:10.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>haha this year's bday was way happier than last year's =D... at first i tot i wld be singing Landy's 祝我生日快乐 haha but no! =)) ok wait.. i juz came here and saw that my post got cut 3/4 short &gt;.&gt; shall attempt to retype!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on friday, while during the break till 5 in a row, i was stonign with CR.. den she asked me would i be angry if she gave me a lot of tissue paper.. i was like.. DUH?! what the man i use so much tissue paper for.. not like i dun already have a tonne at home! then after that went to 5 in a row.. played a few games, suddenly they burst out in a birthday song! ahha so sweet.... BUT!!! i saw changrong carrying this pile of tissue paper... WDM i tot to myself.. but upon closer inspection, i realised that in ever individual piece of tissue, were messages from different people in class! i was really touched and amazed that this was actually one of the best presents i ever recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because each individual tissue paper has much space, + privact, as compared to a small card which everyone shares, many people wrote long and meaningful messages to me!! was really touched that many whom i never really get the chance to connect with in class, gave me such nice and touching messages, not to mention some people drew really pretty pictures! haha... sad though that 8 of my classmates werent there to write in the tissue &gt;.&gt; lol... namely marcus, farhan, iwan, tianhui, yuhua, karthik,yiliang n mengying ))= but oh well, happy anyways! haha. so unexpected of the tissue paper presents, but must say that was really thoughtful, if u intended it to be that way anyways haha! i must say that amongst all presents, personal messages are the most meaningful, as you can keep them forever inside ur heart, knowing they mean well yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are also many smses wishing me well. thanks to all who wished me well! some of them are unexpected, which was a pleasent surprise haha much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm supposed to go out on sunday with 01 buddies.. coz u see, this week alone, there are 4 of us who had birthdays! namely hiokhong, psy alvin n me! haha but den super sian, coz sunday 3 of them cant make it &gt;.&gt; and i only just realised i have DXO  street dance concert to go to T_T.. so i was like wahhh sian!, den i decided to try to shift it arnd to saturday (today), but many had things on too, and archery comp etc.. so wah sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few people smsed me asked me like lol how are you partying, celebrating? etc den i wah no la.. all not free.. i was stoning online on msn and playing a bit of RO.. den suddenly GY messaged me. hey! hows celebration? den i told her how i lalala sian diao lol.. den she was like hmm.. den are u booked in the evening? we can go out! wah so touched! haha... so yea i said, glad to go out, but i kena stunned when she changed the timing to 330 instead of evening, coz apparently she had to rush home to do project in evening... i kena stunned coz it was already 245!!! wahh so i chionged and was like ahh sry, gonna be late! .. so i reached 5 mins late, but good thing she was later than me by 2 mins! hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first wanted to go watch spiderman3 at 510 de... but i told her aiya, sure sold out de.. but GY was like NOOOOOo must be OPTIMISTIC! haha .. BUT what did i tell u? hahahaha sold out up till 9 + wor! n00b! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, so then she decided that we should go down to esplanade to this chocolate shoppe called Max Brenner's to have some nice chocolate n stuff.. reached there, lovely place! nice ambience, atmosphere, and great chocolate!! we sat there, had a lovely and random chat for around 2 and half hours =) at the mean time enjoying our dark chocolate suckao and fondue for 2... it was really nice talking to you! then she insisted on paying coz she said she didnt get anything for me&gt;.&gt; sigh, but aiya cannot refuse haha.. nxt time i'll even it back!after that strolled aimlessly outside esplanade for a while, before heading down to marina sq for a few short games of pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN i deprove like MAN lot.. ))= T_T sigh.... almost lose to pro GY lo! even tho she like.. never play much before.. zzz muz train le... sigh.. hmmmmmm mebe its coz it was 7 feet and i not used to it! hahaha ok excuses &gt;.&gt; ah well... pool anyone? miss pooling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that got quite late.. 730+ so walked back to the mrt, said goodbyes and went home... lol mum khakis still playing mahjong.. its amazing how adults can play mahjong forever! lol... anyway, i had a wonderful time.. thanks for filling up the sian-ness and void of stoning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again to all who wished well! amidst all the troubles here n there, im still a happy boi today =) peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8402226180455313392?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8402226180455313392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8402226180455313392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8402226180455313392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8402226180455313392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6880856902806683172</id><published>2007-05-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:42.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANK 演唱会！</title><content type='html'>yea, so yesterday, went to TANK's concert in HCI.. lol.. few days before, was desperately trying to borrow his new album so i can enter... only hc students can enter for free, publik gotta have album den can enter... den i scared pe not allowed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but in the end.. aiya.. didn't mattered... the security man slack haha... went wif ahboy, sarge and yi da, and of cuz my hc best bud wentao! lol... first time seeing a star up close.. last time xiao zhu 1 was a failure... stand man far away outside the fans area coz never line up )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol publik supposed to line up at lvl 1, while lvl 2 for hc students.. publik check cd v long.. hc pple (including fake us) stone and wait.. den suddenly hear scream, den all chiong in.. lol door open liao... go in wah bao man... so we sit quite back row )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm started off with the emcee coming out.. some 933 dj peiling or smth.. look super like gao yuan 1 (imo) the actress in 简单就是美 haha... quite nice emceeing, den oso got these 5 contestants for the 933 dj search thing.. aiya waste time z...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got some super lao pok hc student performance frm some i think ge chuang grp ba... bunch of guys acting hip hop but do gay dance, den zhaboh sing... the gals sing still ok ba haha... then all 不耐烦 le den finally tank came up! woo!! haha.. started off with 街头霸王.. quite high song lol... den interview etc.. some gals scream WO AI NI blah blah, standard la lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den got this game.. the emcee say 既然你们这么爱tank, 那就请3位上来唱情歌给tank! lol.... i must say.. singaporeans, DAMN HUM... like no 1 volunteer.. all nudging and pushing pple to go up stage... sigh... what this... so got 1 hc j1 guy went up, den 1 public gal up, so left 1 space.. den damn long no 1 volunteer so they search search search....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den this bunch of pple sitting behind us, who were part of the act cool gay dance guys performing before tt... they shouted zhi yang! u noe.. that faggot superstar singer? lol.. dun flame plx. yar.. den they juz keep screaming his name.. at first ok la quite funny.. den carry on.. 5 mins.. wtf.. irritating plx.. stop.... den its this fugged up guy who juz non stop keep shouting his name "ZHI YANG ZHI YANGGGGG.. ZHI YANG LA FASTER CALL HIM" me and ah boy seriously fugging pissed wanted to invite him to toilet le.... seriously wtf just cannot stop.. can see the emcee purposely dao him still liddat... den even after 3rd person up (another public zhaboh) he still continue... WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU. GET A LIFE. a bit the zi high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la after that.. he sporadically still scream zhi yang... but ok mercy him... coz tank singing damn nice.. his guitar unplugged.. wahhhhh i like =))))) wah seh.. nice nice nice! haha... he sang a lot of song all remix together into a few 旋律 string-ed together.. super nice and talented lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that sang some other songs, like.. aiya later see below can see... haha.. we tried to take a lot of vids, but got this man tall guy sitting 5 metres away frm us.. super tall.. keep blocking lol.. later u watch the vid and see lol... den theres this PHARQED UP piece of crap hc dude.... SUPER FASCINATED by the beam of spot light.... keep putting his hand up to block the light and stare at his hand.. like some hand of god "wahh glowing".. wtf.. keep disrupting our video shoot.. worse.. he was wif another fren and they seemed to be discussing how amusing the light was.. den hum a bit.. den shoot up the hand.. pretend to wave arnd... damn pissed.. damn later take water bottle hurl into the light den luff luff luff.... me and ahboy seriously going to take something to throw at him le... we were like do it again i cmf throw my water bottle at u.. but luckily the spotlight guy mercy, he i think quite pissed oso.. move the light slight upwards.. den that guy put up hand again... no light.. den he damn sad.. he keep trying to search for the light, weaving his hands arnd lol.. thanks light dude! and lucky u... later u get invitation to toilet oso... go there settle... seriously.. irritating no brained piece of crap..zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for last song, tank sang the much loved 专署天使 lol, which drove the crowd wild lol... later u can watch the vid.. the emcee damn funny asking bout the song... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he zhaoed.. everyone ENCORE ENCORE haha den he had to come out.. he sang 给我你的爱 lol... &lt;333333~~~!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tank 'LIVE' 城里的月光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/WpWGOnDFdd/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/WpWGOnDFdd/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tank 'LIVE' Unplugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/lrJdj8M_mV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/lrJdj8M_mV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tank 'LIVE' 给我你的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/yoADQxT-hg/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/yoADQxT-hg/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tank 'LIVE' 专属天使&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/h3q-l_3sTb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/h3q-l_3sTb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autograph signing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060699193226990226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3Gn9mkpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/l8Gmvdnk1ss/s400/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060699206111892146" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3HX9mkrI/AAAAAAAAACg/0k5uof6bt3o/s400/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3GX9mkoI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ecmv5w5Mf98/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060699188932022914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3GX9mkoI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ecmv5w5Mf98/s400/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3HH9mkqI/AAAAAAAAACY/L4Le_6C9twE/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060699201816924834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3HH9mkqI/AAAAAAAAACY/L4Le_6C9twE/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/x0qIMonDI3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/x0qIMonDI3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye Tank&lt;/span&gt; (Up Close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Had3FQjs69/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Had3FQjs69/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_MCb9IzdkjQM/Rjs3Gn9mkpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/l8Gmvdnk1ss/s72-c/DSC01020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22192107.post-8758722623786410018</id><published>2007-05-02T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:51:30.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>the long awaited reply finally came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 1 month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as expected, it wasn't what i wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't things be reversed? start over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad and dissapointed. but not resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-8758722623786410018?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/8758722623786410018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=8758722623786410018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8758722623786410018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/8758722623786410018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-3145463577018943815</id><published>2007-04-30T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:49:11.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>wah.. recently weather super spoil... keep raining like bao zha... hmm the thunder baozha at least... today in sch was damn crappy. splitting head ache &gt;.&gt; cause last night slept at like 4... cause just kept coffing and sneezing, running fever, den thunder like man... den juz die.. go sch head ache like bomb... so went to scout den to sleep during break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say ong neh is right.. sleeping in the oasis of calm is indeed rejuvenating.. haha but short lived.. cause didnt sleep much there anyway, so after that still head ache like bomb.. dunno why, but whenever i get headache cause of lack of sleep, my eye also tends to get very painful... dunno bout u, but yea. i once read this article that someone who serious lack of sleep, like how many days.. eye juz pain until he ask for operation to take it then out... cause apparently, cannot cure coz too prolong o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. today juz tot of wanting to relax, and since last night bomb rain, today's weather was really good, so took a sofa out to my garden. just sit there and stare at the sky and clouds as they go by... i think i sat there for over 40 mins haha.. really serene =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring at the clouds, making up objects out of their shapes eg. ooh an elephant, a buddha XD. havent done that since pri school.. sometimes its good to go back to the past. best ways to relax and smile at your innocence then haha.. yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm many pple been sick recently coz the weather.. tsk.. take care yuru n angie n er, many more whom i dunno r sick yea.. take care me oso lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-3145463577018943815?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/3145463577018943815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=3145463577018943815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3145463577018943815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/3145463577018943815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-2878008578408086569</id><published>2007-04-25T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:17:34.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Science Club</title><content type='html'>today was com sci elections. i think for the first time in the history of com sci, a chairwoman was elected!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, everything's got its first. well i guess i'm finally passed out of com sci. more free time liao. ok wait, not more free time, since that time will probably be allocated to mugging &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j2 liao, for those who haven't started working hard, well its time for you to do so! only 6 months left!!! time is running short, esp for those ppl who needs to catch up on about 5.5 years of studies =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got SATs to mug somemore. lan diao, someone help me study! anyone taking SATs in june?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still rmb last year, when it was all so slack, everyday stay back after sch to play and stuff. now is everyday stay back to mug. bleh. then look at all the j1s, so nostalgic, so jealous (grrrr....). guess we've had our share of fun already eh? feng shui lun liu zhuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to go muggg, bye bye =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-2878008578408086569?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/2878008578408086569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>why did things take such a turn...&lt;br /&gt;why do u treat me the way u do...&lt;br /&gt;Is it not reversible? Can't things be undone?&lt;br /&gt;No, probably not, but we still can live with it. it was long over anyway&lt;br /&gt;what happened to "afraid to lose a good friend like you"?&lt;br /&gt;i lied, you lied&lt;br /&gt;forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;hell, you probably never even visited this page before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我想要学会自我催眠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;痛觉会少一些&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;潜意识作祟想着想到失眠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我躺在没有你的房间&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;寂寞更加明显&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我渐渐的自我催眠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;却回不到从前&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no, it has nothing to do with bgr if thats what ur thinking of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-321618021363935242?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/321618021363935242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=321618021363935242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/321618021363935242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/321618021363935242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/04/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</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-22192107.post-6964002722008722934</id><published>2007-04-17T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:56:52.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben&amp;Jerry's Free Cone Day</title><content type='html'>long time no post le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah feel dam 赚到 today! B&amp;amp;J ice cream..! chin nam and i went to united square de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sawajirierika.blogspot.com/ video of the super long queue there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-6964002722008722934?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/6964002722008722934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=6964002722008722934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6964002722008722934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/6964002722008722934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/04/ben-free-cone-day.html' title='Ben&amp;Jerry&apos;s Free Cone Day'/><author><name>yan an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13240017131625338318</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-22192107.post-7086869629868010941</id><published>2007-04-07T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T00:20:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class/5inarow outing</title><content type='html'>hmm i'll keep this short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. today quite man... class peeps, mainly sabbie, elaine, vd, marcus, jere, wen liang n ongnardo from 07s06A came over to my hse to stone... lol... some watched Rob-B-hood while others played table tennis, while some played comp XD... short enuff not? what a zai summary la lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that headed down to orchard.. where we met ZILING on the MRT =))))))))))))) hi ZILING!!!! =DDDDDDDDVD..  LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den met up wif lu fei, qian lan, zhang wei n er forgot 2 other guys name.. oso got bernie, cr n aggy. had dinner at din tai fung.. lol.. the noodles ok oni la.. the xiao long bao.. i like =D.. lol.. won zhong ji mi ma, so i got to eat 2 instead of the 1 per person woo. lol.. lu fei got the other 1 extra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that wanted go cine to pool, met up wif xiaole... trudged down to cine... on the way there... we caught eye of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COOLEST DAMN HAIR EVER!!!! WAHHHHH I WANTTTTTTTTTTTTT BAOZHA )))=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after that went to th kpool... there man lot of pple.. so we went arcade instead... most pple played the air hocky, some time crisis.. me and jere tried the new game, for right handers LOL... some shoot robot game.. 2 bucks per game.. MAN FUN! lol... kool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that juz go home ))= so sianz.. lol.. nxt time go do smth fun leh kk.. that all, peace =) short rite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22192107-7086869629868010941?l=tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/feeds/7086869629868010941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22192107&amp;postID=7086869629868010941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7086869629868010941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22192107/posts/default/7086869629868010941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tksspm-brudders.blogspot.com/2007/04/class5inarow-outing.html' title='Class/5inarow outing'/><author><name>/\/egima Fr34K*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776521475663539608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
