<?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-3818521741672401178</id><updated>2012-01-28T08:05:06.744+08:00</updated><category term='Dilema'/><category term='happy?Sad?'/><category term='STUCKUP'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='Revelation.'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='just glad'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='shag'/><category term='Omnivore'/><category term='Belated Easter day'/><category term='Saddist'/><title type='text'>When night falls....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-6640856721536271060</id><published>2010-01-26T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:07:29.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.With effect from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This blog will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO LONGER be in use&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have however,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIFTED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wenshun.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.WENSHUN.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can check out my updates there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6640856721536271060?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6640856721536271060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6640856721536271060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6640856721536271060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6640856721536271060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7779189000248876627</id><published>2009-07-31T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:49:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes... Before i go to bed, let me just share a creepy and spooky experience that i had in the morning since its the first time i have one in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, i am currently working in buona vista as a intern, and what i have to do everyday, is to wait for my supervisor to give me a miscellenous exercises to do. But anyway, earlier on this morning, i was doing my work as usual, and then i started to feel super sleepy and restless. But obviously, i couldn't lie down and sleep there and then, so i decided to go to the staff lounge for a power nap, and since i always have my nap there after lunch with my one collegue, i didn't see why i shouldn't take my nap there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lounge was empty at that point of time, quiet at the same time, but that was the least the concern of a sleepy man. And "BumP!" i went straight to one of the sofa and started sleeping sideways, to reassure that no one will see me, i chose the sofa with the back facing the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i was sleeping, i felt a constant tapping and rubbing on my upper shoulder(Since i was sleeping sideways) and it woke me up as i thought it was my supervisor who had come and catch me. I thought "Wa cham, must faster wake up already". And with my eye half-opened, i tried to sit straight up.&lt;br /&gt;And just like any other spooky experience that you have heard, or would have expected it, yes, i couldn't move at all.&lt;br /&gt;It continually tapped me for a few mins, i couldn't remember, before it went away. i jerked up immediately after it left took a look at my watch, and realize that only 5mins have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And strangely, i felt as thou half an hour has passed, and i was feeling very energetic after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think much, and went back to my office to continue my work after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindtricks maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or secret admirer? haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but i choose to believe that it meant good since it only benefit me and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And *yawn* i am sleepy already.&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i am not russell leee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7779189000248876627?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7779189000248876627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7779189000248876627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7779189000248876627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7779189000248876627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2937435543325304419</id><published>2009-07-23T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:32:37.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4E4'06 clique breakdown structure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-fjQkl5I/AAAAAAAAA6E/auyaJRA9dlQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-fjQkl5I/AAAAAAAAA6E/auyaJRA9dlQ/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361322593169479570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-fw1dHPI/AAAAAAAAA6M/u5qqL_DBs3U/s1600-h/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-fw1dHPI/AAAAAAAAA6M/u5qqL_DBs3U/s320/Untitled2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361322596813839602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-gINfm4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/cIlWUO8XgYs/s1600-h/Untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-gINfm4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/cIlWUO8XgYs/s320/Untitled3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361322603088681858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2937435543325304419?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2937435543325304419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2937435543325304419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2937435543325304419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2937435543325304419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/4e406-clique-breakdown-structure.html' title='4E4&apos;06 clique breakdown structure'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/Smc-fjQkl5I/AAAAAAAAA6E/auyaJRA9dlQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-35536621052236020</id><published>2009-07-15T09:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:44:35.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Synical and self centered.</title><content type='html'>Ever been on a crowded bus when you start hearing the bus uncle asking the passengers to move to the rear of the bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always do, especially during these past 2 weeks. And it got me frustrated each time, to see the inproportion spread of people on the bus where the front is always more crowded then the back. People refuses to move, I don't know why, thus making the bus look packed.&lt;br /&gt;Laziness perhaps? Or should I say it's pure self centeredness. Imagine they are they one who is still outside waiting to board the bus. Don't think they will behave as ignorant and lazy as they do then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will delibrately squeeze my way through. Don't care if I bump into them anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-35536621052236020?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/35536621052236020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=35536621052236020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/35536621052236020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/35536621052236020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/synical-and-self-centered.html' title='Synical and self centered.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7458361548824548276</id><published>2009-07-13T23:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:41:37.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Hello.... i went to the zoo last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW1l3aCSI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S9y-8jdd7jw/s1600-h/5960_121328438697_567473697_3026786_1508178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW1l3aCSI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S9y-8jdd7jw/s320/5960_121328438697_567473697_3026786_1508178_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971660384897314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2HcQLEI/AAAAAAAAA5U/LGpu7BHCMfI/s1600-h/6094_114914658096_579278096_2236397_3240184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2HcQLEI/AAAAAAAAA5U/LGpu7BHCMfI/s320/6094_114914658096_579278096_2236397_3240184_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971669397810242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW11vXf1I/AAAAAAAAA5M/bEhJ7QHyF70/s1600-h/5570_102443741242_625951242_2211649_4131443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW11vXf1I/AAAAAAAAA5M/bEhJ7QHyF70/s320/5570_102443741242_625951242_2211649_4131443_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971664646143826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2qlEaQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/gbUuKPeUaGQ/s1600-h/6534_99300083018_689948018_2055256_6444896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2qlEaQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/gbUuKPeUaGQ/s320/6534_99300083018_689948018_2055256_6444896_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971678830029058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltXa-l0uEI/AAAAAAAAA58/XgraKHs6PVk/s1600-h/6094_114917948096_579278096_2236489_7612812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltXa-l0uEI/AAAAAAAAA58/XgraKHs6PVk/s320/6094_114917948096_579278096_2236489_7612812_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972302677194818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltXajANYwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/fG-vVCTGBaw/s1600-h/5960_121328698697_567473697_3026831_1932239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltXajANYwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/fG-vVCTGBaw/s320/5960_121328698697_567473697_3026831_1932239_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972295271670530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2Ue-FBI/AAAAAAAAA5c/NJavejl_IlM/s1600-h/6534_99300018018_689948018_2055244_5527601_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW2Ue-FBI/AAAAAAAAA5c/NJavejl_IlM/s320/6534_99300018018_689948018_2055244_5527601_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971672898868242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And i was pecked by a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;DAMN PELICAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures you can view them by clicking the following links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://this-herlifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/zoo-photos-thanks-xinling-for-50.html#comments"&gt;Jia Yi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chengyongsecrets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheng Yong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pyjamasnight.blogspot.com/2009/07/110709-saturday-gathering-cum-zoo-trip.html"&gt;Valerie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://im-theweirdo.blogspot.com/2009/07/zoo-outing.html"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wenshun"&gt; facebook&lt;/a&gt;. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually took a total of.. some 400 photos? cos there were 4 different cameras and each uploaded about 100 photos. omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think that i am more into twitter/facebook than on blogging because it allows me to share what i wanna share immediately. But nevertheless, i will try to blog whenever i can,  as often as if i can get any inspiration or should i feel like emoing....hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in any case that you might wanna keep updated about me...Muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can follow me @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/boonjasper"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in my 2nd week of internship, all is well, except that sleeping and waking up early is never my cup of tea.... The job assigned to me is pretty challenging and taxing to my mind, but the pros of it is that it makes time passes faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly.... even as i am thinking about what to write for sign off.&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon this two sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As much as i wanna fulfill my destiny in God, i am a teenager too, and i need my fair share of fun as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be fickle-minded, be focused, all is worth, you can do all things remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, now i get all confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7458361548824548276?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7458361548824548276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7458361548824548276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7458361548824548276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7458361548824548276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SltW1l3aCSI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S9y-8jdd7jw/s72-c/5960_121328438697_567473697_3026786_1508178_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-194969150852822572</id><published>2009-07-11T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:52:21.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tradegies are all around us</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;She suffocated him, then tried to take her own life but boyfriend saved her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By K.C. VIJAYAN&lt;br /&gt;July 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;ON THE night she wanted to kill herself and her son, Kang Kah Li, a 38-year-old divorcee, fed him sedatives and he kissed her good night. After Tan Eu-Jin, 12, went to bed, she bound his wrists and also his ankles together with red ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She later drove the ends of a towel up his nostrils, pressed his nose shut and stuffed part of the same towel into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although his eyes were closed, he struggled but soon fell still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kang then swallowed 50 tablets meant for treating high blood pressure, cut her right wrist and decided to call her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that call made well past 1am on May 16 last year that set in motion a chain of events that saved her life. But her son's was already lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, she was found to have been mentally unstable at the time of the murder and jailed seven years. Kang had pleaded guilty to a charge of culpable homicide not amounting to murder in the High Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in tears as Justice Chan Seng Onn said he passed the sentence 'with a heavy heart' and described the case as 'unfortunate and tragic'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said the greater pain for Kang lay not in the jail term, but in the fact that her only child died by her hand. He noted that all she was left with now were 'fond memories' of the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She committed the offence in the Toa Payoh Lorong 2 flat she shared with her parents and son. It was the night before she was due to show up in court to face forgery charges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-194969150852822572?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/194969150852822572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=194969150852822572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/194969150852822572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/194969150852822572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tradegies-are-all-around-us.html' title='Tradegies are all around us'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8528063615652165498</id><published>2009-07-10T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:18:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sip.</title><content type='html'>Week one of sip has officially ended, and damn, it's really tiring and taxing for both my mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been stuck on my progress in work for the past 3 days, and still racking my brain on it.. It has Drained up most of my braincells for the entire day and I still have tuition to teach after work. Student is having her psle really soon an there is no way I can postpone any of the tuition to any other day. On top of all these, the back to back schedule and refrained me from having my dinner as well, hasn't had proper dinner for the past 3 days cos there is simply No time for me to have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, I stood to my resolution to go jogging, and I guess that kind of perks me up a little and  prevented me from dozing off during work now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8528063615652165498?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8528063615652165498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8528063615652165498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8528063615652165498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8528063615652165498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/sip_10.html' title='Sip.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4991472948185219151</id><published>2009-07-03T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:51:03.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to some random boreness, i went bloghopping only to realize that no one is updating their blog anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;So my boredom tells me to look through their past entries instead since there isn't any current entry for me to browse anyway, it was pleasant, reminiscing those good old days.&lt;br /&gt;So, i thought that i should give my old blog a visit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God, to my horror....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost puked(not literally) while reading through it.&lt;br /&gt;And there I was wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY DID PEOPLE STILL READS MY BLOG THEN.&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;What.... its not interesting, non beneficial, and most importantly,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wordy and emo.&lt;br /&gt;Or you were waiting to see when will i finally announce that i am going to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak, what an utmost disgrace i was.&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun to browse through what you thought was important and interesting then when you were blogging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a sneak preview......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"its been a week since i blogged...so fast get sian already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haix..alot of unhappy things happen..actually nt unhappy things ar..jus small things which i feel its rather sad for me..in sch, at home..claudia sae i very scary, got split personality..actually,my mood jus swings for the extreame..i dunno whether 2 be quiet or noisy,but being quiet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;To think that i felt nothing wrong about it then.&lt;br /&gt;AND HOW COME IT WAS SO EASY FOR ME TO DESCRIBE WHATEVER THAT HAPPENED THEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people grow. grow. grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally irrelevant note, up your service workshop tomorrow, followed by napha...&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up at... 8am. woah.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be starting on my SIP internship the following week. The anxiety level is 50/50.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4991472948185219151?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4991472948185219151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4991472948185219151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4991472948185219151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4991472948185219151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/07/due-to-some-random-boreness-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8017707547519159512</id><published>2009-06-30T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:07:51.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthdays never fails to amplify and magnify the level of friendships you have with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my belief. Used to be, and always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some celebrates and wishes you out of obligation, some out to return the favour, some out of convenience...many many reasons, but while some,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  they just don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am glad i have people who really honor it, or rather, just me.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8017707547519159512?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8017707547519159512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8017707547519159512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8017707547519159512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8017707547519159512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthdays-never-fails-to-amplify-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8543899434371717082</id><published>2009-06-19T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:19:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>	&lt;br /&gt;I must get used to having only 6 hours of sleep since starting 4 July, it's gonna be super duper packed for me, hectic at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30 to 6 every Monday to friday. This will mean 3 hours of travelling back and forth if I am travelling from my own place. Have to wake up at 6 every day and back in tampines at only 7.30.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Wednesday and friday, I will have to give 2 hours of tuition. Which means that my day will probably ends at around 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed on thurs sat for cellgroup and ministry and Sunday afternoon for service. Leaving only Tuesday for myself, and probably Sunday late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all these, since it's already so hectic, I am also tryin to gain back my mometume in jogging since I had slacken alot recently. It's either I will jog at 10 like how I used to every time, or I will wake up at 5 to jog.  Well, it will all depends, but I seriously want to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give me strength and grace! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8543899434371717082?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8543899434371717082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8543899434371717082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8543899434371717082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8543899434371717082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-must-get-used-to-having-only-6-hours_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-839008256910961858</id><published>2009-06-18T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:23:00.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's the point of asking when at the back of your mind, you have no intention of doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly doesn't feel good for me to be taken advantage of on a regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-839008256910961858?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/839008256910961858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=839008256910961858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/839008256910961858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/839008256910961858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-point-of-asking-when-at-back-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-9218607856051452767</id><published>2009-06-16T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:47:31.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Different people expect different things out of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, they prefer to party all night long, to another group of people, they prefer to spend it with their family and friends and the list goes on.(workoholic, shopperholic, blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is.... does it means that if you don't agree to that lifestyles certainly makes the lifestyle that you are leading better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well of course, there are definitely a need for people to step in to a person's life when they realized that that person is simply wasting their time away, but even so, you just can't come into his life, prosecute him and then force him to follow whatever you think its right.&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, encouragement and persuasion is the key, and at the end of the day, if the latter still prefers the life that he is leading, so be it, do you judge him?&lt;br /&gt;No. thats not a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get  provoked when people judge me when they don't see anything on the apparent.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean you don't see it, means i am not doing anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-9218607856051452767?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/9218607856051452767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=9218607856051452767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9218607856051452767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9218607856051452767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/06/different-people-expect-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7017734562638143520</id><published>2009-04-28T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:45:10.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting.</title><content type='html'>I seriously feel that school is a waste of my time....and a reason for me to gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Modules that are totally unnecessary, and when i say this, i don't mean that its useless, but that the modules that we are taking this term have overlapping syllabus which we already learnt in previous semesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also....Going to lab lessons which are totally non beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine attending a 3hours lab, and all you do is to read worksheets online and try to figure out how to do the work attached to it. and when you meet with some problem, the lecturer don't know how to solve it. Then you get all bored, and you decides to go down to the canteen to get some snacks, then for the rest of the lab lesson, your stuck, and ended up facebooking and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most tormenting term ever.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had this interesting and weird dream earlier on in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that i was watching a movie with a group of people, then suddenly, the narration of the movie started to go out of point and irrelevant, so in my dreams, i went to complain to the management of the cinema and theysolve it. But the problem happened repeatedly, like 8times, and i demanded a compensation.. i remembered clearly that i even told the person like "whats the point of me paying so much when i cannot enjoy the full luxury and story of the movie?"&lt;br /&gt;And just as i was about to blow my top, i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to realize that the irrelevant narration from my dreams was actually from the show that was playing on the teevee, i fell asleep in the living room you see....&lt;br /&gt;And it happens that my ears was still awake then. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7017734562638143520?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7017734562638143520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7017734562638143520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7017734562638143520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7017734562638143520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/04/ranting.html' title='Ranting.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8499768544224917631</id><published>2009-04-20T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:01:38.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its amazing how time flies, i still remember how hard it was for me to adapt to the new environment that i was in by oftenly(i mean... occasionally) emo-ing on my previous blog ranting on how tough poly life is and how i missed secondary school days. It took me quite some time(really long time) to get over the fact that i had to move on. Thou it was rather unwillingly, i had no choice do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, school is reopening in 12 hours time now, and here i am, still refusing to accept the fact that i am already in my senior year, looking back, i kind of regretted wasting my 2 years in poly away, especially when the school fees is at least 100 times more expensive then secondary.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from achieving only marginal results, i also missed out quite alot on the other additional things that was going on in school, namely, camps, ccas and external projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why i am having all these regrets out of the blue, its because i was inspired by the talk by the director of IIT school during the freshman orientation camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling the freshies how privledged there were to have the director coming down personally to respective LTs to talk to them, back then, we could  see her on "TV", which was actually a video of her giving a speech.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, apart from the setting of the video, i couldn't remember a single thing that she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what she had said, she told the freshies that they have now a empty basket, and its up to them now what they want to be in that basket in 3 years time. She also mentioned about the only person to write the story of your life is you. or some sort related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there i was silently agreeing to what she said. Its indeed so true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued. Writers block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8499768544224917631?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8499768544224917631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8499768544224917631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8499768544224917631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8499768544224917631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-amazing-how-time-flies-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5109613857366492456</id><published>2009-04-12T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:52:06.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summing up,</title><content type='html'>I will wack anyone who tells me again on how getting drunk and high can be so distressing and  good. Stop cheating me can....I find absolutely no similarity nor likeness between my experience and this false impression. Instead, I felt terribly wasted,guilty and terrible to an extend that i promised myself, never to get drunk again in the midst of my drunkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to get drunk(Yes, because i Heard that it feels good) so, i always try to drink alot whenever there is a chance to do so, chalet, bbq, gatherings and outing. you name it. But because of my high tolerance for alcoholic drinks, i was never really close to getting drunk even thou i was always the biggest drinker among my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i smart alec lah,  drank chivas shots, mixtures, vodka shots and red wine like there was no tomorrow. And there i was, acting perfectly normal and tried to send selig to the busstop. But thank God that i was stopped by PS and mich after several persuasion, because  the alchohol took effects moments after he left, and thou i was sober and aware of what was happening around me, i had no control of my limps. God knows what will happen should i had see him down then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to be pretty unconcious, yet sober at the same time. I went to the toilet wanting to shit. and shit happened when i was in there. i was shitting half way through, and i vomited all over the toilet floor, and good gracious, i semi-conciously tried to clear up, but knocked onto the walls several times, then i accidently broke his toilet seat, walked into the shower room of his toilet, took the shower head, wanted to wash myself up, but to no avail. Realizing that the toilet door was locked, i bearingly made it through that few torturous steps, opened the door, let ps in, and back to the shower room. and poom, i slammed onto the floor and that was it, i was totally strengthless, yet feeling helpless cos my pants was soiled with vomit. PS of course, came in only after i closed the shower room door, and there i was, pantless, strengthless and helpless. I even tried to pray to God that he will grant me strength to get out of the toilet, but i guess God's reply was that i deserve it for acting like a hero. That was when i promised, never to get drunk again.&lt;br /&gt;And i slept my night, sleeping in the toilet. And in the midst of it, i kept apologizing to PS who was helping me to clear up my vomit cos i was really feeling very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible hangover the next day, and realized that my handphone drowned with my pants. thank God PS's hairdryer saved its life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really frustrating on the fact that i cannot multi-task, period.&lt;br /&gt;For people who knows me when i am doing something, i won't get distracted, it will take umpless effort to try and get my attention. Be it when it comes to talking to a friend, using the com, watching the tv, doing my work, thinking and mediating or simply dazing.&lt;br /&gt;And the frustrating part, when i sleep, i go into a state of deep sleep, alarms can't wake me up, it will take lots of effort for the alarm to get my attention, because i will be concentrating on sleeping then. HA.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be able to multi-task for nuts, cos i am already not very efficient. And moreover, people complained that i am dao. and others are already thinking that i am not approachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO NOT TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so boiling mad this morning, and it was really up my neck, for people who know me long enough, you should have never seen me mad before. and yes i am positive about this when i am typing this, But today, i really couldn't controlled myself, that i gave a really scary stared which i feel that its really the scariest that i had ever gave to anyone and together with it, i also raised my voice.:(&lt;br /&gt;Kids are getting cleverer and more stubborn these days.&lt;br /&gt;It is getting tougher. But thank God for sweet kids around. they made my day:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, i got to know this guy of my age today, and i tell you. He is from VJC and scored 9A1 and 1A2 for his O's and 6As for his A's. I chatted with him and realized that he is not a mugger, and the technique he taught me is, to "just understand the foundation."&lt;br /&gt;He further on telling me that he had 3 ccas in school back then and never really studied.&lt;br /&gt;There i was, wishing that i was half as clever, or rather, half as excelling as he did back in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening on the week after next, and how time flies... i hasn't got myself a temp job. but my holiday was still, filled with things from back to back. Very taxing, but worth it.:):)&lt;br /&gt;Having Orientation camp next week, but the question now still revolves around whether is my position in the camp still secured.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, i need to sleep more for the whole of next week, and i need to meet up my friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like any other post, i need to watch my spendings...&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, my workout, i need to stick to it,!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAZZ AND PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Impacting and sowing into people's life one at a time."&lt;br /&gt;I realized that i whatever that we do, its not just about ME, that tells OTHERS how successful you are, its about how many OTHERS, that tells YOU, how important and impactful you have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and windy post. Good job to you if you made it this far.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5109613857366492456?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5109613857366492456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5109613857366492456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5109613857366492456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5109613857366492456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/04/summing-up.html' title='Summing up,'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-6235656385216877162</id><published>2009-03-25T16:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:47:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old pics.</title><content type='html'>Was looking through the old pics that wei lun uploaded yesterday, and wow, i was pretty amazed, amused and entertained by those old pics. Its really funny to see how people behaved and looked at different phrases of their life.&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously think i looked really frail in those pics with very bad hair condition, slight fatter then now, and terrible skin condition. Totally hideous.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? its only 1 or 2 odd years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics are in random order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Scntk0KcyQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/mynApuKg7Uw/s1600-h/2582_59781051271_711946271_1705399_6978566_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Scntk0KcyQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/mynApuKg7Uw/s320/2582_59781051271_711946271_1705399_6978566_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317042051821127938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/ScnpOnxhclI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/jFMp74K_7QQ/s1600-h/2582_59781061271_711946271_1705401_5591983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/Scno1PCd3MI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Bp7tpWzmg_M/s320/2582_59773546271_711946271_1705289_2011950_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317036836355169474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I will try to blog more often, thou i don't really know who still reads this forsaken blog now,*hint hint hint*(tag more often lah) but i promised, once i get my inspiration and motivation back, i will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6235656385216877162?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6235656385216877162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6235656385216877162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6235656385216877162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6235656385216877162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-pics.html' title='old pics.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/Scntk0KcyQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/mynApuKg7Uw/s72-c/2582_59781051271_711946271_1705399_6978566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-1029220491779777457</id><published>2009-03-20T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:56:30.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyeh.</title><content type='html'>Alamak wasaba pilabala aibupa ai bu ai bu.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to make myself feel better ok????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-1029220491779777457?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1029220491779777457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1029220491779777457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1029220491779777457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1029220491779777457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/03/aiyeh_20.html' title='Aiyeh.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5355583696674251262</id><published>2009-03-20T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:55:21.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIyeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5355583696674251262?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5355583696674251262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5355583696674251262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5355583696674251262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5355583696674251262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/03/aiyeh.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-6617920714704624329</id><published>2009-02-24T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:41:32.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the norm</title><content type='html'>Sometimes... I need my attention as well.. Not the outer, but the inner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6617920714704624329?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6617920714704624329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6617920714704624329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6617920714704624329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6617920714704624329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/out-of-norm.html' title='Out of the norm'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-1502024764613094078</id><published>2009-02-23T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:50:46.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Kenny'eo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SaIAbvkBs0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/slev3oA7x_A/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SaIAbvkBs0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/slev3oA7x_A/s320/DSC00898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305803787619906370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh bro, hope you got your surprise! Thou its not very surprising, but just act surprise lah~&lt;br /&gt;And people cares ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat and eat only.&lt;br /&gt;I eat back what i have lost by my weekend meal.&lt;br /&gt;OH man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its the weekday now, its also my last lap!&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-1502024764613094078?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1502024764613094078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1502024764613094078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1502024764613094078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1502024764613094078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-19th-birthday-kennyeo-eh-bro-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SaIAbvkBs0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/slev3oA7x_A/s72-c/DSC00898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-2263616093157653381</id><published>2009-02-18T21:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:03:01.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you be my Valentine?</title><content type='html'>I spent my valentine's day with some adorable childrens, followed by CCH teachers, hell lots of fun.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKtu_aQbI/AAAAAAAAAyY/L3Z1-uu-9WI/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005512_1244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKtu_aQbI/AAAAAAAAAyY/L3Z1-uu-9WI/s320/2150_2490478679698005512_1244_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126241959985586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny, me, san san and audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZZ1rCUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/6gm4iV12Qv8/s1600-h/n579859754_1400615_2709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZZ1rCUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/6gm4iV12Qv8/s320/n579859754_1400615_2709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126992196241730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the 2 cute siblings in our service, shawn and esther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMZ-2PJI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1SiA_Hdy5P8/s1600-h/2170_2490478679698006036_6997_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMZ-2PJI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1SiA_Hdy5P8/s320/2170_2490478679698006036_6997_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304132266454563986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Roamed the streets after service and we finally settled for Changing Appetite for desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZR7i3YI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/5m2xiYL1DQA/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005555_5657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZR7i3YI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/5m2xiYL1DQA/s320/2150_2490478679698005555_5657_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126990073388418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMJqyWhI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Gje6nrrEroo/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005554_5303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMJqyWhI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Gje6nrrEroo/s320/2150_2490478679698005554_5303_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304132262075456018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THESE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at Changing Appetite, guilty as it may seems, but they are heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL8WVY4BI/AAAAAAAAA0I/n1uvhRd6XOE/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005581_8471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL8WVY4BI/AAAAAAAAA0I/n1uvhRd6XOE/s320/2150_2490478679698005581_8471_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127592550948882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey, bear and Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL8B4TGWI/AAAAAAAAA0A/m_0s-_A5CsU/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005582_8731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL8B4TGWI/AAAAAAAAA0A/m_0s-_A5CsU/s320/2150_2490478679698005582_8731_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127587060226402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMl8xFzI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Ech4618MUcc/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005584_9266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMl8xFzI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Ech4618MUcc/s320/2150_2490478679698005584_9266_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304132269667063602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San and audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZOB_goI/AAAAAAAAAzI/UIcMzRVb5rw/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005548_3151_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZOB_goI/AAAAAAAAAzI/UIcMzRVb5rw/s320/2150_2490478679698005548_3151_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126989026689666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSYhiHuaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lRFe4UIilsM/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005549_3528_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSYhiHuaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lRFe4UIilsM/s320/2150_2490478679698005549_3528_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304134673663244706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San with Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZhwShiI/AAAAAAAAAzg/apVTcXFRnGQ/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005597_3587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLZhwShiI/AAAAAAAAAzg/apVTcXFRnGQ/s320/2150_2490478679698005597_3587_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126994321147426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMUQYTYI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_dWa69Xmr70/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005592_1410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMUQYTYI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_dWa69Xmr70/s320/2150_2490478679698005592_1410_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304132264917486978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSYwOkkTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/BVJC5CX_w-c/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005593_1689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSYwOkkTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/BVJC5CX_w-c/s320/2150_2490478679698005593_1689_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304134677607780658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kenny with our leader, Joanna Sin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMWsKQxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xDu_piiPSUM/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005537_9235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwQMWsKQxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xDu_piiPSUM/s320/2150_2490478679698005537_9235_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304132265570878226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San,Joyce and Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLYxFMOfI/AAAAAAAAAzA/RyjemhTXMn0/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005544_1712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwLYxFMOfI/AAAAAAAAAzA/RyjemhTXMn0/s320/2150_2490478679698005544_1712_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126981255477746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKuHKR_gI/AAAAAAAAAy4/dNCi5y43FPs/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005541_648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKuHKR_gI/AAAAAAAAAy4/dNCi5y43FPs/s320/2150_2490478679698005541_648_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126248448032258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The bear fever was in the AIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKty4h5CI/AAAAAAAAAyw/3KZlC307Ka4/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005539_9946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKty4h5CI/AAAAAAAAAyw/3KZlC307Ka4/s320/2150_2490478679698005539_9946_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126243004867618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be xi nu ai le from left to right, but somehow, mine didn't work the way i wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKt1yNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/vVxmblLbI6s/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005534_8206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKt1yNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/vVxmblLbI6s/s320/2150_2490478679698005534_8206_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126243783649154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, gugugugugug face:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL7wGj35I/AAAAAAAAAzw/RwdNBP0Kx2E/s1600-h/2150_2490478679698005562_8302_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwL7wGj35I/AAAAAAAAAzw/RwdNBP0Kx2E/s320/2150_2490478679698005562_8302_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127582288207762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and kenny even gave the ladies FLOWERS:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted after desert, Kenny followed me to meet michelle, shimin, peisheng and jazz to go pub. Did hell lots of forfeit. eg. Peisheng to do pushups in the pub, then&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HOT &lt;/span&gt;pole dance with Kenny as the pole, Jazz too, to grind the chair whom i was seated on, Kenny to tell a girl that she looks really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and left his number on a napkin for her, shi min to gave this flower to a guy with her mouth, and michelle to do this is my house, this is my heart, and this is me to a very handsome girl waiter and hugged her. Mine was probably the worst, DAMN YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as the saying goes, what goes around comes around.. Well, all those forfeit was suggested by me.&lt;br /&gt;*evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqQjPtXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ka0beB0pRTc/s1600-h/DSCN7572-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqQjPtXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ka0beB0pRTc/s320/DSCN7572-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136077853832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSZIzrIJI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/xUSzp25Tbko/s1600-h/DSCN7573-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwSZIzrIJI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/xUSzp25Tbko/s320/DSCN7573-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304134684205850770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqtWFbZI/AAAAAAAAA14/Bu2GORqH2bg/s1600-h/DSCN7589-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqtWFbZI/AAAAAAAAA14/Bu2GORqH2bg/s320/DSCN7589-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136085583261074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqR7AblI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ppof0-F9yqU/s1600-h/DSCN7578-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqR7AblI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ppof0-F9yqU/s320/DSCN7578-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136078221930066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gugu face no2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually took all the videos of the forfeit, but too bad for you, the camera we used &lt;s&gt;sucks&lt;/s&gt; was too dark, therefore, only my video is slightly watchable. With voice.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/nimihsity/valentines/DSCN7574.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, you roughly know what i did for my forfeit, the story continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqBF_fzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/o-srgkjmx48/s1600-h/DSCN7586-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwTqBF_fzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/o-srgkjmx48/s320/DSCN7586-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304136073704603442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our day ended, really early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2263616093157653381?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2263616093157653381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2263616093157653381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2263616093157653381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2263616093157653381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/would-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='Would you be my Valentine?'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SZwKtu_aQbI/AAAAAAAAAyY/L3Z1-uu-9WI/s72-c/2150_2490478679698005512_1244_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-4114710150218196009</id><published>2009-02-09T16:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:13:32.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>东窗事发</title><content type='html'>It got me tickled a little when i found out that someone lied to me on a particular event.&lt;br /&gt;Come on man, if you want to lie, do a good on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...if you happened to lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's you.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the entry and the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand lies. Period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4114710150218196009?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4114710150218196009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4114710150218196009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4114710150218196009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4114710150218196009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='东窗事发'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-9133217814778595441</id><published>2009-02-08T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:10:08.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Church's Adorables!</title><content type='html'>What have I been busy with for the past few saturdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time in children church and these adorables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78PI5SIPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WF1T9mzeIz8/s1600-h/n579859754_1370047_2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78PI5SIPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WF1T9mzeIz8/s320/n579859754_1370047_2593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451148477636850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ester!&lt;br /&gt;She's only 4 years old, can't even remember me and kenny's name. Can't blame her thou:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78Ovy6duI/AAAAAAAAAxY/22ObsEXIjpc/s1600-h/n579859754_1370044_1683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78Ovy6duI/AAAAAAAAAxY/22ObsEXIjpc/s320/n579859754_1370044_1683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451141740033762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what is the name of the girl next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZARA! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78ONkXEfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/QcOgE1L6Jtc/s1600-h/n579859754_1370036_9349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78ONkXEfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/QcOgE1L6Jtc/s320/n579859754_1370036_9349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451132552188402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is zara, ester with belle.&lt;br /&gt;She's the youngest, 3years old, and she's like a little princess, loves her luggage, and extremely cute.&lt;br /&gt;Like ester, she had trouble calling our name. When kenny tried to introduce himself to her.&lt;br /&gt;She got the name as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher Kelisa"&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she only got the first syllabus right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No wonder Kenny discriminate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78PSvmxYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_FnVtoymK88/s1600-h/n579859754_1370037_9644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78PSvmxYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_FnVtoymK88/s320/n579859754_1370037_9644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451151121401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny with ester and Gek shaun! The older brother of ester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look alike right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78tWipiCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/N2-QQ-sEzi0/s1600-h/n579859754_1370040_506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78tWipiCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/N2-QQ-sEzi0/s320/n579859754_1370040_506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451667536873506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's San2 with the 4 adorables. Blessed right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78OUph-OI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/61WrPAp-kvY/s1600-h/n579859754_1370042_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78OUph-OI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/61WrPAp-kvY/s320/n579859754_1370042_1081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300451134452922594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's me! &lt;s&gt;the adorablest of them all.&lt;/s&gt; With the adorables.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun playing with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only few of the adorables, lots more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fufilling serving God as well as serving these childrens at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Like what Joanna always say, we are raising the next generation, and we play a significant role in the kingdom of God as well.&lt;br /&gt;And thou serving in Children church is very tiring with lots of commitment, it's like weekly energy booster. It's really beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;I guess when you have the passion for something, it naturally gives you the energy.:D&lt;br /&gt;It's really a eye opener for me, and it got me even rooted in God.&lt;br /&gt;And indeed, I am not doing just voluntary work, I am doing it for God.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attending morning prayer for the whole of next week. Waking up at 5am every morning to pray in church, after which I will go back to school to do my projects, follow by lesson, tuition, ministry and jogging. it's a long long week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-9133217814778595441?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/9133217814778595441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=9133217814778595441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9133217814778595441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9133217814778595441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/children-churchs-adorables.html' title='Children Church&apos;s Adorables!'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SY78PI5SIPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WF1T9mzeIz8/s72-c/n579859754_1370047_2593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-8934989264140054566</id><published>2009-02-07T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:21:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponders</title><content type='html'>Another friend of mine passed away yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew her from Starbucks, and she's really one bubbly and caring girl.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember her being one of the more genuine people who really showed concern and encourages me while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident happens, and hers is really one big regret.&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted to do was to keep the birds away from her cats because she was afraid that her cats will chase the birds and fell from her 7th storey flat.&lt;br /&gt;But little did she knew that she would be the one that will fall off instead&lt;br /&gt;Her initial act to protect her cats lead her to her death due to her carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident do happens, thou its inevitable, but i guess we should still do all we can to take care of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did sow a seed in my life, thou we hasn't talked for quite sometime after we both quitted starbucks, but her encouragement, genuine and kindness acts and bubbly personality did brought me joy, and made my Starbucks stay enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;She will be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Yasmeen.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8934989264140054566?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8934989264140054566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8934989264140054566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8934989264140054566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8934989264140054566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/ponders.html' title='Ponders'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4353349411051938776</id><published>2009-02-06T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:22:35.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermaths</title><content type='html'>I am seriously getting all worn out that i have been sprouting nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was giving tuition just now and my student was writing a chinese compo and apparently her chinese is so bad that i had to go through with her word for word explaining to her each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to get my mind going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somewhat my mind just went off while elaborating and it was really the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;I could still talk while dozing, and answering her questions each time... But in a totally nonsensical way.&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for about a few minutes here and there and what woke me up was when I suddenly said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"243 and 181!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head hard, and there she was staring at me. I giggled a little and she asking me whether was that the number that i bought for the 10million TOTO today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked through her work, and i had the shock out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she really wrote down whatever that i have said when i was daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that its bad enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired that i am going to sleep now and not go for jogging.&lt;br /&gt;So much for "Jog everyday!:)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4353349411051938776?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4353349411051938776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4353349411051938776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4353349411051938776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4353349411051938776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-seriously-getting-all-worn-out.html' title='Aftermaths'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2142916009257548932</id><published>2009-02-04T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:08:28.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Positive Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For far too long,&lt;/span&gt;I have taken it for granted that having positive thoughts is important and crucial.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am an extreme pessimist that I will always look on the grayer and darker side of each circumstances, neither am I suicidal, thinking of death, bloody or laugh at other people's misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i realized, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for far too long&lt;/span&gt;, i have been so good with making up excuses for myself which will somehow makes me justiable in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what i always do, shoving appointed responsibility away from myself by coming up with 101 reasons why I shouldn't be the one selected to do the job. Or 101 reasons why am i not doing a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what i was telling weisiong the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him, "At the end of the day, what is the real reason? Many times, We can be so blinded and we are so good at coming up with coming up of excuses that can be flawless to an extend that you can deceive everyone and makes you accountable for everything. But you know it better yourself and you can't deceive God, think deeper, and ask yourself what is it? whats the real reason for not doing so? "&lt;br /&gt;And what i said shook me hard too, my mind went blank that instance, and it took me long to "recover" from that revelation.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was exactly a man of my words, in a very bad way.&lt;br /&gt;And i too, started going deeper into the reasons that i had been giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stubborn, that's that. and bad.&lt;br /&gt;And many many many times, I tend to be blinded. I will have reasons to justify myself,&lt;br /&gt;But as truth surfaced, and its stood right infront of me when i read through the bible study material for children church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Having Positive thoughts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it tells a story which i have taken for granted for, about the twelve spies who were sent into the promised land to spy who their enemy was.&lt;br /&gt;10 of them came back with bad reports, having little faith and having negative thoughts that they won't win against the giant and that God is sending them there to die.&lt;br /&gt;But Joshua and Caleb stood in, proclaming faith and positive thoughts that "When God is for them, no one can be against them".And it ended with them slaying the giant, and Joshua and Caleb, the only 2 of the twelve to enter the promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i have no knowledge of this story, but somehow, this story stood right infront of me and i could instantly relate to it when Joanna was sharing with the childrens just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to be like the 10 other spies, who have no faith in God that He is able to do all things when He had already revealed himself to them time and time again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to be fearful towards the "giants" in my life and give up on the "promised land"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i going to let negative thoughts overcome my full potential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am i going to be Joshua and Caleb to trust in God's word, and have faith and unlock my full potential and destiny that God has for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sets me thinking, there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truely, fear cripples creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Because creativity is experiemental.&lt;br /&gt;By proclaming that i am not creative or inadequate, that why i am not going to do this or do that is just like pouring oil into fire. Because the fire/flaws only gets bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For far too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2142916009257548932?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2142916009257548932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2142916009257548932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2142916009257548932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2142916009257548932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/02/having-positive-thoughts.html' title='Having Positive Thoughts'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7438425072982161552</id><published>2009-02-01T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:01:05.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to blog about my nightmare today since i hardly remembers any of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about iteration, process model and team structure.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first thought that came to my mind when i woke up was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cannot have too many iteration, otherwise will over budget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i think my mind is preoccupied with projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true enough, due dates are still counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more faith and favour!:D&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/3818521741672401178-7438425072982161552?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7438425072982161552/comments/default' 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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-3818521741672401178.post-4770211672977095386</id><published>2009-01-29T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:48:37.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to be more productive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;i don't know  why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;i feel very  pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;by the workload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selig said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;it's like i look at  the work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;i damn angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Century Gothic;" &gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selig said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;haha wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selig said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;like the hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selig said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;boiling with anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i know i am saying this for like the 1231512 times. But for the fact that its still an on going thing, i am gonna say this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This term is crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments overloading aside, IRRELVANT MODULES ASIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Simmer down** SIMMER DOWN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it so frustrating is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ridiculously tedious, TIME CONSUMING, and so damn DIFFICULT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Half of the time i don't know what i am going to do next, then it just a circle, i get all frustrated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my whole poly life, have i felt so frustrated before.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be rather productive, thou last minute back then.&lt;br /&gt;But now, i started early, and still ends up doing last minute work again.&lt;br /&gt;And the look of the assignments makes me angry. Which might the reason why i am not feeling any sense of urgency AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, my 2000 word journal got me a C+.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my time and i only a C+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. enough of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;At least i feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely side note.&lt;br /&gt;I think not many people can get my randomness as good as kun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And good gracious, i still find it amazing that i am so good at linking to other topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he started sending me some Fish leong new songs on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; FISH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; PK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; is fish and cao ge song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; what breed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ai dao zui hou yi miao is cao ge song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guppy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cao ge song +_ fish = PK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; guppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; i prefer dolphin leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; cuter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cao ge is the name of my goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dolphine so large..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; wen jie cannot breed guppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; will all die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; she have wad pet also will face tragic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ya lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; the pet will have a tragic ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; look at the hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; she and pet  EI YOU YUAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAMSTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; mei you yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; with an s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; yahyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; all the hamster either ran away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; or fight till die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;秋元一樹。＝ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; all die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; so random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jasper       Boon          Wenshun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen jie will kill us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4770211672977095386?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4770211672977095386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4770211672977095386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4770211672977095386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4770211672977095386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-to-be-more-productive.html' title='I need to be more productive'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-1197710939095653669</id><published>2009-01-26T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:24:27.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chionged through the night working on my proposal on thursday night. I swear i typed more then 10 thousand words on microsoft words just on journals and proposal for the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Hectic i will say, but that's what tertiary life is all about.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn shagged, spend the whole of friday in school, and followed by tuition at 6. I was so tired that i told my student to be cooperative so that we will be able to get it done and over with the tuition because I didn't think that i would be able to stay concentrated for any longer. She was rather cooperative, but time wasn't on my side i guess, the usual short and sweet 2hrs seemed as thou it was taking forever to end.&lt;br /&gt;And when it finally ended, i hurried home just when i was preparing to sleep,Kun called me up for dinner because he was somewhere around tampines after doing his hair at yu xiang's place, and since I feel bad rejecting him, i met him up at the coffeeshop near west CC for Ashton, heh heh heh, and out of the random, I decided to dye and hairlight my hair as well.&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, we went yu xiang's place for my highlight(oh for your information, yu xiang was a stylist at monsoon, but for some reason, he decided to do hairstyling at his place, so he is a professional), reached there at around 9.30, and after some consideration, i finally settled on ash colour and the whole thing ended at 12am. And i am very satisfied with the colour. heh heh heh. And the best part is, its really cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I intro-ed kenny the following day, who also have the idea of highlighting his hair, and after service, we travelled back to tampines and reached yu xiang's place to do his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Just as i thought that my hair took quite a long time to do, his was even longer, the whole thing took more then 3 hours, it ended at 11.30, and with him missing his last train, we slacked through the night chit chatting, walking and lazing around Tampines. Which he later, reached home at around 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner today, but it isn't exactly that union afterall.&lt;br /&gt;The every family member gathering around the table to have dinner together seems foreign to my family. Never once had my family done that.&lt;br /&gt;But they do cook thou, just that somehow, people just take turns to eat, alone each time.&lt;br /&gt;But the food is nice, I love steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitation tomorrow, hopefully i will be able to save myself from the agony of hearing my relative sing.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch a movie.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yea, i need to hit the gym!&lt;br /&gt;I need to start training for napha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the golden question is.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any company?&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.!&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/3818521741672401178-1197710939095653669?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1197710939095653669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1197710939095653669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1197710939095653669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1197710939095653669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-i-chionged.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-774835607517022111</id><published>2009-01-21T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:05:00.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate the fact that Chinese New Year is just next week. Those new year Goodies,Hong bao and long holidays no longer entices me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the contary, I am starting to develop this love for TP man...Thank you for occupying my mind with assignments and tests that are all coming up, I should really give credits to you for you never fails to spoil my Chinese New Mood every year.&lt;br /&gt;Long holidays? Seems more like a disaster in disguise man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... Having said all that, I still have to get myself prepared for chinese new year! Which i have barely started, I haven't buy any new clothes yet! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is so tight now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am just gonna laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&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/3818521741672401178-774835607517022111?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/774835607517022111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=774835607517022111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/774835607517022111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/774835607517022111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-fact-that-chinese-new-year-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-368764422368640375</id><published>2009-01-19T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:36:28.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheryl asked me yesterday what kind of a girl would i go for, couldn't give her a definite answer then and gave her very brief answers such as spontaneous, sweet and caring. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to add on to that, i wouldn't mind if she is as hot as beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. let me dream can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-368764422368640375?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/368764422368640375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=368764422368640375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/368764422368640375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/368764422368640375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheryl-asked-me-yesterday-what-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5360224071182537624</id><published>2009-01-18T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:30:07.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time has been moving on so fast for me  that even when bumped into an old friend on street, I was simply lost for words. Too many things were on my mind then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find some entertainment man. As in, really something that will at least keep me entertained with the limited leisure time that i have right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5360224071182537624?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5360224071182537624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5360224071182537624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5360224071182537624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5360224071182537624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-has-been-moving-on-so-fast-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7074821170383084514</id><published>2009-01-12T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:26:16.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pics taken on Thanksgiving.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONNECT&lt;/span&gt; Groups:D&lt;br /&gt;Love them man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ex &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONNECT&lt;/span&gt; Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj59ytlFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/muzS6Tqql-M/s1600-h/n666980078_1734834_7914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj59ytlFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/muzS6Tqql-M/s320/n666980078_1734834_7914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432034767737938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu kang and Kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Was new, didn't do much as a cgc thou, could have done more, but seriously, you guys were never once not of my concern,  thank you guys for always being so supportive and always willing to listen to what i have to say and sort:D, thou both of you are no longer under my care, but i believe that your have the potential to do great things. and i mean, big and humogous! Haha. My virgin group=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/%3Ctextarea%20name=" postbody="" rows="17" cols="47" id="textarea" wrap="soft" tabindex="5" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Current &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONNECT&lt;/span&gt; group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj5sJWmEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/cphPpce3fXA/s1600-h/n666980078_1734745_659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj5sJWmEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/cphPpce3fXA/s320/n666980078_1734745_659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432030030862402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then my self inflicted stress, rest assured that my source of stress was never once caused by your behaviour and unwilliness:D. Thank you guys for being so supporting to me as well, and truely, i have lots of things to learn, but i am willing to put in my best and do what i should do. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj6B_jCvI/AAAAAAAAAws/uBjEI60Frt8/s1600-h/n666980078_1734844_954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj6B_jCvI/AAAAAAAAAws/uBjEI60Frt8/s320/n666980078_1734844_954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432035895315186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armorbearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj5v0g_fI/AAAAAAAAAwU/BZCNGOIGCGI/s1600-h/n593910584_5411985_5775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj5v0g_fI/AAAAAAAAAwU/BZCNGOIGCGI/s320/n593910584_5411985_5775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432031017205234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Beloved W143:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj6dl7RUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rE8gL6WUNe8/s1600-h/n666980078_1734856_6196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj6dl7RUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rE8gL6WUNe8/s320/n666980078_1734856_6196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432043304043842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. ANd i almost broke &lt;s&gt;another&lt;/s&gt; chair and fell on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post some gugu face of my classmate which i snapped it from sankara's coloured namelist.&lt;br /&gt;But i decided not to lest it causes some not so glamourous moment. shall ask them first before posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term is pretty sucky, period.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i am the only one finding fault with it, but apparently, everyone think so.&lt;br /&gt;From irrelevant modules to back to back submissions to problem based learning where we just sit in class, doing our own work, with the lecturer standing by the side talking some irrelevant stuffs. No wonder i find no motivation in attending school.&lt;br /&gt;But i still did, rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEN presentation tomorrow. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New year is around the corner, but i just can't seem to feel the atmostphere yet.&lt;br /&gt;Haven even bought my new year clothes yet. Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no festive mood, consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Congratulations to Rachelle, yu kang and pauline for doing so well for their O's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7074821170383084514?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7074821170383084514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7074821170383084514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7074821170383084514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7074821170383084514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/pics-taken-on-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SWtj59ytlFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/muzS6Tqql-M/s72-c/n666980078_1734834_7914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-1217605736367396488</id><published>2009-01-06T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:22:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So whats so good about exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You get yourself highly charged up.&lt;br /&gt;2) Satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;3) Burn fats.&lt;br /&gt;4) Muscle ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5) An injured spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass man, I was doing the log lifting thing at the fitness corner after my run at BR and during the last attempt to put the log down, I was too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANXIOUS&lt;/span&gt; and tadah, i hurt my back.&lt;br /&gt;I know injury is all part of sports and i am not trying to magnify the fact that i hurt myself while exercising.&lt;br /&gt;But i just can't deny that pain that i am feeling whenever i tilt my head down. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;And to realize how anxiety can be quite stuck up at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the pain will be gone tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is flooded with things that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3818521741672401178-1217605736367396488?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1217605736367396488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1217605736367396488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1217605736367396488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1217605736367396488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-whats-so-good-about-exercising.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4293384596456617623</id><published>2009-01-04T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:01:19.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A man who fails to plan, plans to fail.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, i need to start setting my new resolution and goals for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I have already a few things that i have in mind for my goals for 2009 and below is a rough idea that i came up with on the train back just now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Spiritual Life(QT, Cell group, Children Church)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Character building( Efficiency and effectiveness, Punctuality, Tolerance, Anger management, Meticulous, Being spontaneous, Edification, Leadership, Problem Solver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Relationships( Taking initiative, sensitivity, Availability, Listening ear, Smiley:D:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Health(Training plan, Timing for meals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Studies( Time management, Setting targets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Money Management( Saving plans, identifying needs and wants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Leisure( Cut down on gaming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing that i need is a weekly planner because i am very convicted to be a highly meticulous and detailed person in year 2009 therefore i am gonna plan my schedule one week or even one month beforehand! And do to do list.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be complacent anymore and thing i have everything under my finger tips, that's when thing starts to get overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things to look into. well.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue improvising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is going to be the best year yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's left now is to start implementing my action plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before anything, i have a 1000-2000 words creativity report to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a boring post.&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/3818521741672401178-4293384596456617623?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4293384596456617623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4293384596456617623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4293384596456617623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4293384596456617623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2009/01/man-who-fails-to-plan-plans-to-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-3624770527384350819</id><published>2009-01-02T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:54:05.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or is it truely that there isn't any new year atmostphere this year?&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at ps' place for countdown yesterday, and i succeeded in making ps and jazz drunk.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. And squeezed out some juicy information out of jazz. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who went for countdown, hope you guys had fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of things in mind,  but I lazy to type already, shall blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty tired after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;And every who loves me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have called myself jasper.&lt;br /&gt;Should have called myself Barney instead.&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/3818521741672401178-3624770527384350819?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3624770527384350819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-3818521741672401178.post-5011192538310132641</id><published>2008-12-31T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:51:05.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of 2008 and I am glad because 2008 has been a really great year.&lt;br /&gt;But no, i am not gonna do any summary or what for my year because its too tedious for me to recap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i might and just maybe will do that later if i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plans for later yet, maybe i should just do as what may suggested, to stay at home to rest and enjoy the blissful night because I have been out practically every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Shall see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends come, some friends go.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the most interesting, but i always give my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if you think that we are that childish to create that blog of yours, you have overrated yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I thought things couldn't be any worst, but it just did.&lt;br /&gt;You placed my integrity, principles and character on the line by framing me.&lt;br /&gt;That's it man, period.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3818521741672401178-5011192538310132641?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5011192538310132641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5011192538310132641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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drastic of a change people can be and from there, made you feel that whatever that you did for him/her was so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am damn tired, i need to sleep.&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/3818521741672401178-111387899676918730?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/111387899676918730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=111387899676918730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/111387899676918730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/111387899676918730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/12/jesus-be-my-counselor.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8214938931087361804</id><published>2008-12-23T00:55:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:16:06.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compiling everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;C171 chalet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess whose butt is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_MtsyM1WI/AAAAAAAAAss/Du5drQ-OwL8/s1600-h/n645028880_1231327_4109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_MtsyM1WI/AAAAAAAAAss/Du5drQ-OwL8/s320/n645028880_1231327_4109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282665973416777058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_Mtw-bPkI/AAAAAAAAAs8/VmbnkFcpCEo/s1600-h/n645028880_1231328_4327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_Mtw-bPkI/AAAAAAAAAs8/VmbnkFcpCEo/s320/n645028880_1231328_4327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282665974541794882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_Mt-zPXaI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lBxq60hHVyo/s1600-h/n645028880_1231329_4551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_Mt-zPXaI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lBxq60hHVyo/s320/n645028880_1231329_4551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282665978252975522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;PI GU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it man.&lt;br /&gt;Do it, do it. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Operation imitate Michelle Kong Jia Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(When she camwhores)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QEtOcUyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Uz4sfGkfEFM/s1600-h/mich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QEtOcUyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Uz4sfGkfEFM/s320/mich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282669667207107362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head tilt to the left- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signature grin- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair Parting to the right-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshopped- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Checked checked checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye open big big - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tried. but failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam whoring evidence- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;million checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QE-3g2WI/AAAAAAAAAts/8noxc5TDTjM/s1600-h/n645028880_1231199_205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QE-3g2WI/AAAAAAAAAts/8noxc5TDTjM/s320/n645028880_1231199_205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282669671942773090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5QR1unI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_vOHVeNd8Ds/s1600-h/n645028880_1231198_9979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5QR1unI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_vOHVeNd8Ds/s320/n645028880_1231198_9979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282671669481421426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QEjMnR2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/wxuEfqLcGDU/s1600-h/n645028880_1231197_9757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_QEjMnR2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/wxuEfqLcGDU/s320/n645028880_1231197_9757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282669664515082082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somemore failed attempt from me and peisheng.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R593CPPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/I_OnqkB31rg/s1600-h/n645028880_1230914_5320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R593CPPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/I_OnqkB31rg/s320/n645028880_1230914_5320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282671681717026034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5--Dr4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/CpbFsKjv2zM/s1600-h/n645028880_1230917_6221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5--Dr4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/CpbFsKjv2zM/s320/n645028880_1230917_6221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282671682014916482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5UINtZI/AAAAAAAAAt8/WJYQ4cfnHl4/s1600-h/n645028880_1230915_5619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_R5UINtZI/AAAAAAAAAt8/WJYQ4cfnHl4/s320/n645028880_1230915_5619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282671670514791826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes the rest of the pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Come on selig, i am feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apologetic&lt;/span&gt; already, stop rubbing on it, i promise i will try doubly hard to not be late the next time.&lt;br /&gt;I will cut down the lateness into half:D&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Children Church.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teacher WENSHUN, Teacher WENSHUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound pretty weird, but its a whole new experience.&lt;br /&gt;I started serving in children church last Saturday and boy i tell you, the kids are simply adorable.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am excluding some who are really irritating, i am still happy with serving:D).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this cute little 4 years old boy with his 3 years old brother who board the bus that day and his damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;I went up to him and started asking him for his name.&lt;br /&gt;And with his soft and squeeky voice, he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"BEN 10"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Oh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"What your brother's name then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"DiDi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. so cute right..&lt;br /&gt;He went off showing me his ben 10 card which i don't think he really understand it that well.&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of the session he couldn't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;I was carrying him all the way and when one of the teacher asked him if he can carry him as well, he replied "NO!" turned and hugged me even tighter. So sweet right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_U52c_2TI/AAAAAAAAAus/OUGavZSkfdg/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_U52c_2TI/AAAAAAAAAus/OUGavZSkfdg/s320/DSC01214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282674978263652658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_UdP5-W4I/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZZJrR55hBBs/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_UdP5-W4I/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZZJrR55hBBs/s320/DSC01213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282674486879869826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_UcwgkENI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Yuiqi-gLxn0/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_UcwgkENI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Yuiqi-gLxn0/s320/DSC01211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282674478451790034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is jarrexp by the way. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And truely, kids brings joy.&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MOST Beloved:D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_beKW1yeI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VYtPr2Jw8Vo/s1600-h/IMG_1418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_beKW1yeI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VYtPr2Jw8Vo/s320/IMG_1418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282682199151593954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_bdywUmwI/AAAAAAAAAu8/um3Bgf8_lac/s1600-h/IMG_1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_bdywUmwI/AAAAAAAAAu8/um3Bgf8_lac/s320/IMG_1419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282682192816020226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_bdv3idyI/AAAAAAAAAu0/o6oQbx-k0X4/s1600-h/IMG_1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_bdv3idyI/AAAAAAAAAu0/o6oQbx-k0X4/s320/IMG_1420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282682192040982306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The caption tells it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love huiling's camera man. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_deXjpxaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8AmcQ6zvQbQ/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_deXjpxaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8AmcQ6zvQbQ/s320/DSC01218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282684401718248866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_deJfpFgI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QLfS2Cl_rfI/s1600-h/DSC01217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_deJfpFgI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QLfS2Cl_rfI/s320/DSC01217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282684397943330306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for the ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And yes, we are honoured!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Sidetracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJMMCjxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BOkWaHHP9bo/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJMMCjxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BOkWaHHP9bo/s320/DSC01203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688435935678226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;=============================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;K.W.S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a christmas gift exchange cum dinner with K.W.S just now.&lt;br /&gt;And i love the belt man! glad that they like their gift too:D&lt;br /&gt;Thank ah kun for the dinner:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Watched The day the earth stood still and its a, random and LOL movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not recommanded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJ152UlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/I5vNyHN6he0/s1600-h/DSCN6532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJ152UlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/I5vNyHN6he0/s320/DSCN6532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688447133667922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJjlcQyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/FNWxFSmG80Q/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJjlcQyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/FNWxFSmG80Q/s320/04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688442216235810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJqjq9dI/AAAAAAAAAvs/SdgtD9RvNhk/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJqjq9dI/AAAAAAAAAvs/SdgtD9RvNhk/s320/03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688444087858642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJaZ5I2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/cVn7o7c-YIQ/s1600-h/65.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_hJaZ5I2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/cVn7o7c-YIQ/s320/65.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688439751877474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found these old pics while searching for michelle pic on her blog(for the operation imitate michelle mentioned earlier), brought back lots of memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and. I FOUND THIS. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_iE29vnaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZY0jolZoTOY/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_iE29vnaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZY0jolZoTOY/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282689461030722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some suntanning!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the nearby coffeeshop to buy lunch and then this auntie suddenly asked me if i am a local.&lt;br /&gt;So i replied, "yea, i am" and asked her why did she ask me that.&lt;br /&gt;And so she replied "Because your too white, don't look like singaporean"&lt;br /&gt;It pierced through my heart man, directly.&lt;br /&gt;Made my lunch a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, We are celebrating christmas in 2 days time.!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be the best year ever man.!&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad and relieved!&lt;br /&gt;Was literally jumping that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Jesus is the reason for this season.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you holy infant Jesus:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I am so tired now, hasn't had proper sleep for long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update with more words next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3818521741672401178-8214938931087361804?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8214938931087361804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8214938931087361804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8214938931087361804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8214938931087361804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/12/compiling-everything.html' title='Compiling everything'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SU_MtsyM1WI/AAAAAAAAAss/Du5drQ-OwL8/s72-c/n645028880_1231327_4109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-5980264163548486259</id><published>2008-12-17T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:05:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: A very lengthy and random entry:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkghD9p56I/AAAAAAAAAsU/-kALxgXzO7I/s1600-h/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkghD9p56I/AAAAAAAAAsU/-kALxgXzO7I/s320/DSC01188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280787790440294306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkghmqV4BI/AAAAAAAAAsc/5a0l-ppoPtQ/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkghmqV4BI/AAAAAAAAAsc/5a0l-ppoPtQ/s320/DSC01187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280787799754530834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkgiTw3QiI/AAAAAAAAAsk/vTeKvEmhlhM/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkgiTw3QiI/AAAAAAAAAsk/vTeKvEmhlhM/s320/DSC01186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280787811861479970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY 18 YEARS LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;THAT I STEPPED ON A&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DAMN DOG SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't just stepped on it, i stepped&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it. thinking that its just mud or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It was a damn smelly one i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;It was so smelly that while chatting with jar and kenny, the smell was so damn strong that we couldn't carry on talking.&lt;br /&gt;And on the bus, kenny would rather bury his head near his armpit then the breathe without doing that.&lt;br /&gt;And the mother and daughter who were few seats away, was covering their nose as well, while looking around to see where the smell is coming from. guess what, the bus was pretty much deserted and at that point of time, there was only me, them and a group of people chatting happily.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about how a bad actor i am, i shouldn't have displayed a total wretched and frustrated face and should have just laughed happily.&lt;br /&gt;Because obviously, if you step on dog shit, and you know it, you wouldn't have the mood to laugh happily like that group of people right.&lt;br /&gt;So given the contrast, they knew that its me.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Super duper, ass man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank goodness there was a toilet at the nearby station and it took me quite long and some embarrassment to wash the shit away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the power of confession man, i keep saying shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;And there i have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT ON MY SHOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop saying asshole as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love letter is probably the most outdated and old fashion way of declaring love for one, I don't think anyone still practices that, and should any one still do, i pray him that he will find his way out of rejection soon. I don't think girls nowadays like receiving love letter right? if it still exist in their dictionary that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, don't be surprise, i actually wrote a love letter once before!&lt;br /&gt;And once again, i pray that she don't read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite random, because if i hasn't thought hard enough i probably wouldn't have remember it. Well, you might be asking why did i tried to hard to remember it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I JUST COULDN'T HELP IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the random chat these days, which constantly reminds me of her, and it somehow triggers off a significant thing which i did, but i just couldn't recall.&lt;br /&gt;So i thought hard, and really hard.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"PAM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A love letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there i was, "Yes, i wrote that once before in my entire secondary school years!" mumbling of course.&lt;br /&gt;Now as the memory start falling in places, i finally understand why it took me so hard to recall it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can only vividly recall the content, it goes something like...&lt;br /&gt;"I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt;  know, i like &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; you, eh, but &lt;s&gt;hmm&lt;/s&gt; i will lose weight for you, and maybe we can have something after o's?"&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the exact vocab that i used back then lah, but i remember what i wrote in it, and thinking back, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ITS SUPER MALU LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i remember when it happened and why did i suddenly do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was her birthday, and i bought this very nice pink pendant? or earring, i couldn't remember, which i bought it from perini silver, that i remember, but is this how you spell it?&lt;br /&gt;and in it, i buried a note and the content, is of above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to why i said it was so hard for me to recall.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because after that self proclaim sweet gesture that i did for her, apparently after pretty much courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She never talked to me again&lt;/span&gt;. obviously avoiding me. i guess? as much as i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THATS KIND OF SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me sometime to get over the fact. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now God, heal me of rejections man. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Joking lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my confession, which i know, i hasn't told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; before, not even liang, hao, thou they were the one who accompanied me to buy that damn pendant or earring.=.And the next time someone wants to write a love letter, think again man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people who are self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;Can you just, for once, put yourself in another person's shoe and think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like saying this: credits to shimin. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not easy to maintain one, even harder to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why some people cannot get the signal that you are pissed when you did show.&lt;br /&gt;Did they choose to ignore that and continue annoying you or they just have low EQ. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some jokes have a limit. &amp;amp; to repeatedly say the same thing, call the same thing, is simply childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do all friendships face perils at times? Is there a way to avoid or is it just normal.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe facing the problems together will help. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c4d3ff4ebbf2712c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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title='Confession.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SUkghD9p56I/AAAAAAAAAsU/-kALxgXzO7I/s72-c/DSC01188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-1287757696192498355</id><published>2008-12-09T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:34:49.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's over:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with 2 presentations on tomorrow and thursday respectively and ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;tadah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;ITS HOLIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in high anticipation for this coming holiday because Christmas falls on it!&lt;br /&gt;And after Christmas comes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HOHOHO.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Time flies right.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;So exciting right!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to end this random entry off with a random note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking towards the arcade in suntec just now when i almost knocked into this little girl who was with her mother.( I know, nothing special right, but you can't blame me for walking fast what)&lt;br /&gt;But i obviously, managed to "brake" and didn't knock into her in the end.&lt;br /&gt;And you must be think, yea, really very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, its not exactly that random, in fact, its quite saddening lo.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the mom told the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See, play somemore, you almost..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...you almost...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KNOCKED INTO THIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;UNCLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these were the exact words that came out from her.&lt;br /&gt;I diao her for a while before walking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on lah, to have people saying that i am 25 years old is already saddening enough,&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought only people of my age range is "entitled" to call people uncle lo!!!&lt;br /&gt;And not like she's anywhere near young.&lt;br /&gt;I am on my way to unclehood already seh.&lt;br /&gt;With balding hair and people calling me uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;People like kenny is probably mumbling right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"See i told you, you look older."&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&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/3818521741672401178-1287757696192498355?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1287757696192498355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1287757696192498355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1287757696192498355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1287757696192498355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-overd-left-with-2-presentations-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7622368347586173138</id><published>2008-12-08T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:05:35.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something i hasn't heard for a long time, and i don't think i will ever have the chance to hear it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just chiong er yi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this, i need to chiong all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind what happens.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, it never fails to motivate me whenever i feel unworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwP2DDjitI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gSmSHAy_v8g/s1600-h/n666980078_1603617_5768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwP2DDjitI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gSmSHAy_v8g/s320/n666980078_1603617_5768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277110284578949842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPR7fyY9I/AAAAAAAAArk/TQ6taItLgIM/s1600-h/n666980078_1603611_3874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPR7fyY9I/AAAAAAAAArk/TQ6taItLgIM/s320/n666980078_1603611_3874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277109664074589138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPR1hawYI/AAAAAAAAArc/-tDTLUxV3_8/s1600-h/n666980078_1603608_2935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPR1hawYI/AAAAAAAAArc/-tDTLUxV3_8/s320/n666980078_1603608_2935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277109662470816130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPRleOJrI/AAAAAAAAArU/P5J3_fj3vdA/s1600-h/n666980078_1603628_239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPRleOJrI/AAAAAAAAArU/P5J3_fj3vdA/s320/n666980078_1603628_239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277109658162439858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPRC-tfEI/AAAAAAAAArM/0c-iXl_nuJM/s1600-h/n666980078_1603630_794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPRC-tfEI/AAAAAAAAArM/0c-iXl_nuJM/s320/n666980078_1603630_794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277109648903470146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them man.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPQ0ORScI/AAAAAAAAArE/ROuE1VAJYr0/s1600-h/n666980078_1603632_1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwPQ0ORScI/AAAAAAAAArE/ROuE1VAJYr0/s320/n666980078_1603632_1350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277109644942199234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES, I REAP WHAT I SOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ass. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwP2LcXZsI/AAAAAAAAArs/wKedHMjbFB4/s1600-h/n666980078_1603613_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwP2LcXZsI/AAAAAAAAArs/wKedHMjbFB4/s320/n666980078_1603613_4510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277110286830495426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestest cousins!!!:D:D, with ah kun missing of cos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7622368347586173138?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7622368347586173138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7622368347586173138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7622368347586173138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7622368347586173138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-i-hasnt-heard-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/STwP2DDjitI/AAAAAAAAAr0/gSmSHAy_v8g/s72-c/n666980078_1603617_5768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-3050698533727366543</id><published>2008-12-03T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:14:33.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Projects sucks big time.!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how well other people are coping with their studies, but mine is nowhere near good.&lt;br /&gt;Thou i am not into last minute work this time round, every thing still seems extreamly rush.&lt;br /&gt;I have a project dueing this friday, which consists of many little little spare scattered parts which still seems rather scattered even at this point.&lt;br /&gt;Then another one dueing on next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i will learn how to appreciate and respect programmer from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not easy, in fact, its so damn tedious.&lt;br /&gt;You think debugging is easy? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK AGAIN MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staring at codes for God knows, 531242151hours.&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of all these, my group have to produce a friend finder website.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO TOLD ME THAT POLY LIFE IS DAMN SLACK ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks KK and cheryl for helping me with the interview earlier on in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Own you guys one.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=BoonSoom"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=BoonSoom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&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/3818521741672401178-3050698533727366543?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3050698533727366543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=3050698533727366543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3050698533727366543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3050698533727366543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/12/projects-projects-projects-codings.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-3220498057718172106</id><published>2008-11-29T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:04:32.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know the previous post was too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please, help me with this. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=BoonSoom"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=BoonSoom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click on 6 words which best describle me, as simple as that.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-3220498057718172106?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3220498057718172106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=3220498057718172106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3220498057718172106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3220498057718172106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-previous-post-was-too-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5381836192701060181</id><published>2008-11-28T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:34:59.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now. Even if we don’t speak often, please post a comment with a memory of You and I. It can be good or bad, it can be anything you want. When you’re finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't read and run :D&lt;br /&gt;Please comment, even if you wish to remain anonymous. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(37, 37, 37);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;amp;postID=5381836192701060181"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(COMMENTS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5381836192701060181?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5381836192701060181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5381836192701060181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5381836192701060181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5381836192701060181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/f-you-read-this-if-your-eyes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8186812890358195069</id><published>2008-11-28T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:06:33.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had two papers on tues and wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Two &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Killer&lt;/span&gt; papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn man, thou i studied, but the question just seems so foreign to me.&lt;br /&gt;So i simply anyhow scribbled out whatever that i have studied and didn't care if it makes sense or not.&lt;br /&gt;Any o how pong pong pong, but at the meantime, feeling damn frustrated cos i realize that the scope given to study for the test were unclear.&lt;br /&gt;But well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out man, i have plenty of projects to submit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a life.&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/3818521741672401178-8186812890358195069?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8186812890358195069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8186812890358195069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8186812890358195069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8186812890358195069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/had-two-papers-on-tues-and-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2821888630819490557</id><published>2008-11-24T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:35:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Today quite happy lo, but also quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy is cos, i got a tuition assignment oready.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching ashley's sis, and i will be starting the assignment next month lo.&lt;br /&gt;And hor, i think i am gonna get sack by starbucks soon, so this come just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some more, my house quite peaceful already leh.&lt;br /&gt;Cos my bro got in IMH again.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think they will let him out anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But quite sad also leh....&lt;br /&gt;Cos hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the worst in my class for cmsk.&lt;br /&gt;And my result sucks lor....&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer quite gugu seh, give me some very bad comment on my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more now got alot of things to do leh.&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao eh, why poly so stress one har?&lt;br /&gt;I got alot of homework to hand in seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, happy or sad, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am being random by messing my vocab and grammar and type in singlish, but apparently, it is not exactly understandable.&lt;br /&gt;It is not that my england is extreamly good that singlish is just too off for me, but neither is it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;But yes, that basically sums up my day and i have no idea whether is it a good or a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, things is not exactly that bad as i thought that it is, but i can't say its good as well.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't make sense at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2821888630819490557?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2821888630819490557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2821888630819490557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2821888630819490557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2821888630819490557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7367798478924697015</id><published>2008-11-24T00:55:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:59:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY FRUSTRATING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I woke up in the morning, obviously knowing that i might be late for service, i get prepared in the speed of lightning and leave my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TO MY HORROR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Ethnies SHOE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WENT MISSING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didn't bring it in when i reach home the previous night, and boom, it went missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;some &lt;s&gt;blanglah&lt;/s&gt; stole it away.Gian peng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fwah, that spoiled my day, so left with no choice, i wore sports shoe to church instead.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need blessings man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need a new pair of shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Asia conference was super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;DUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And i really enjoyed myself throughout the whole event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i missed the last session..sadly.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had a couple of revelation, and yea, thou physically depleted, but i am spiritually charged!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmePVwc0MI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NNGqZmCmkvY/s1600-h/Image165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmePVwc0MI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NNGqZmCmkvY/s320/Image165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271918825189462210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmeO_gQ6pI/AAAAAAAAAq0/yFrE1Qbi39o/s1600-h/Image164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmeO_gQ6pI/AAAAAAAAAq0/yFrE1Qbi39o/s320/Image164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271918819215993490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Philippians 4:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;: and again I say, Rejoice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, in good times, in bad times.&lt;br /&gt;Because i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"...IN THE LORD..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;=================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am not having any classes next week till friday!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All lessons are going on e-learning except my cds.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its better this way anyway, because i am way too bored by lessons already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But hey, that doesn't mean that i wasn't paying attention, i was simply multi-tasking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This was what i did in class=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmayqydB4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CwrKT-R7apo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmayqydB4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CwrKT-R7apo/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271915034083919746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcxCz7MVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qaILcvZyUZM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcxCz7MVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qaILcvZyUZM/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917205196058962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmdKAE1GbI/AAAAAAAAAqk/a42OSI7OLGI/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmdKAE1GbI/AAAAAAAAAqk/a42OSI7OLGI/s320/DSC01170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917633958386098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcxgFkFHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/5GRfio6tVr4/s1600-h/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcxgFkFHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/5GRfio6tVr4/s320/DSC01163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917213054669938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Using laptop like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcypkaodI/AAAAAAAAAqc/wKscT8cYKUs/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcypkaodI/AAAAAAAAAqc/wKscT8cYKUs/s320/DSC01169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917232779862482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Stoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcyf3bn_I/AAAAAAAAAqU/A6BA-e1SJuQ/s1600-h/DSC01166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcyf3bn_I/AAAAAAAAAqU/A6BA-e1SJuQ/s320/DSC01166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917230175264754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcwyyWLMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/WEW2Eja4MMc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmcwyyWLMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/WEW2Eja4MMc/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271917200894471362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Selig loves making funny faces.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday LIANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Met up liang, hao and yong to celebrate liang's advanced birthday. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hope you like the sandals. thou i am sure you do cos you chose it on your own.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So the 4 of us got bought the same sandals from NUM, and i choose the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; and black one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And we had our dinner at shin kushiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No $$ already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Damn sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And i wanna trade in my old jeans for a new pair of levis jeans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Need $$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spent alot for the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We have reached a point where communication is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As much as you can't stand what i am saying, i can't as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm. This is infuriating, its hard to compromise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lastly, a very pleasant greeting from selig chow, cos i totally wasn't expecting it at all cos i wasn't even chatting with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;table style="width: 391px; height: 50px;" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;selig says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i'm going to bed now, good night. sweet dreams haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its the little gesture that makes a difference, regardless of how insignificant it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But please, don't start telling me that you are going to bed after reading this, it is different!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7367798478924697015?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7367798478924697015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7367798478924697015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7367798478924697015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7367798478924697015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-frustrating.html' title='VERY FRUSTRATING'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSmePVwc0MI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NNGqZmCmkvY/s72-c/Image165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-4515991526167598315</id><published>2008-11-17T14:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:17:59.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;161008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;significant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;day for me because it marks my 1st ever spiritual birthday!&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;Yea, most of you would have know it, i was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;water baptized!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I am born again! and the old me has died, just like how Jesus died for my sins on the cross back then&lt;br /&gt;I pray, let this be a new start, a new beginning.:)&lt;br /&gt;And you guys can call me Jasper from now onwards. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSElRZ_uZKI/AAAAAAAAAok/-Bl-4Wd6Egg/s1600-h/DSC01160b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSElRZ_uZKI/AAAAAAAAAok/-Bl-4Wd6Egg/s320/DSC01160b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269534019966362786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, jasper is my baptism name!&lt;br /&gt;Quit laughing!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ2LYa50rI/AAAAAAAAApc/Z646rWsW-rE/s1600-h/n666980078_1522951_5167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ2LYa50rI/AAAAAAAAApc/Z646rWsW-rE/s320/n666980078_1522951_5167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269904451882832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1ybskHvI/AAAAAAAAApU/-ee5P-Ghass/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1ybskHvI/AAAAAAAAApU/-ee5P-Ghass/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269904023265484530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kathryn Diane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1xhGTx0I/AAAAAAAAAo8/CT9rDD6Z9V0/s1600-h/ha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1xhGTx0I/AAAAAAAAAo8/CT9rDD6Z9V0/s320/ha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269904007535773506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1xbPRszI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DUcIQJ98JdU/s1600-h/n666980078_1522962_8650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ1xbPRszI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DUcIQJ98JdU/s320/n666980078_1522962_8650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269904005962773298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyRight" title="Align Right" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 12);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Right" class="gl_align_right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt and light:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ2mvOcN5I/AAAAAAAAApk/1iXl3Chh_Z4/s1600-h/n666980078_1522966_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ2mvOcN5I/AAAAAAAAApk/1iXl3Chh_Z4/s320/n666980078_1522966_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269904921861044114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you W143!:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, after service we went swimming sauna and jacuzzi at jar's place!.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ5xzW30wI/AAAAAAAAAps/fMkSDMCVy_I/s1600-h/DSC011612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSJ5xzW30wI/AAAAAAAAAps/fMkSDMCVy_I/s320/DSC011612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269908410483593986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny and Jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4515991526167598315?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4515991526167598315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4515991526167598315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4515991526167598315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4515991526167598315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/161008-it-was-significant-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SSElRZ_uZKI/AAAAAAAAAok/-Bl-4Wd6Egg/s72-c/DSC01160b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-4906806666752605592</id><published>2008-11-15T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:10:29.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just what's going through the mind of people who constantly doesn't reply to text messages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that people might overlook their text messages, due to one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; overlooking your text messages, then something is very wrong.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, reciprocate that simple act of respect and courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;Its very infuriating for me to get a reply only after the second message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, i have been observing for a couple of weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion: You have your friends, and i have mine.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna rant about how high of regard i used place this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we talked about this before, and i don't wanna talk about it again, its just the same old problem.&lt;br /&gt;Prejudice or assumptions, it matters no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest weakness is to allow my emotions to sway my judgements.&lt;br /&gt;And yours, is that you neglect all emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All after next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the boiling point of my tolerant level.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, Its not what you do that matters, is what you failed to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4906806666752605592?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4906806666752605592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4906806666752605592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4906806666752605592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4906806666752605592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-whats-going-through-mind-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5736508402141041966</id><published>2008-11-14T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:14:13.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firsly, i haven had dinner for the past two nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I vomitted that day, my appetite just go all hay wired.&lt;br /&gt;I ate because i have to eat medicine, not because i was hungry or anything.&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, because its UNHEALTHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i am still awake now, despite having lessons at 8 tomorrow because i am brain storming for my assignment that has to be shown to tutor later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am EXCITED FOR MY WATER BAPTISM ON SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Its like the 3rd most important day in my life:D&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the 2nd one thou. gonna remember this one.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get baptise on 16nov with kathryn:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, after which, i will be oficially known as jesper.&lt;br /&gt;But thats besides the point:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am not working for the next 2 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7436925430332531957</id><published>2008-11-12T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:24:56.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT</title><content type='html'>(4:36 PM) Guan: wanna get&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dirty&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:36 PM) You have invited Michelle to start viewing webcam. Please wait for a response or Cancel (Alt+Q) the pending invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:36 PM) Michelle has declined your invitation to start viewing webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) You have invited Michelle to start viewing webcam. Please wait for a response or Cancel (Alt+Q) the pending invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Michelle: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Michelle has accepted your invitation to start viewing webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i have something to confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: I...&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: you&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Michelle: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Michelle: As if lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:37 PM) Guan: i am serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Michelle: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Michelle: Omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: do u use &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vibrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Michelle: NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Michelle: I don't use that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: use it lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: good for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle: I want more exciting stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Michelle: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Guan: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la, we were too boliao while doing WAD that i go di siao her. don't get mistaken hor.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling sick, that i don't even feel hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Vomited the prata that i ate yesterday all out.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lethargic and feverish, took MC, but had to come school to finish my WAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, update next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7436925430332531957?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7436925430332531957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7436925430332531957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7436925430332531957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7436925430332531957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-6981154326828622952</id><published>2008-11-10T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:40:36.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cmsk interview started bad, and it ended even worst.&lt;br /&gt;It started with her grumbling how tired she was, and she was sick with interviewing web designer again and again, so she asked me to "Cut the whole interview short, just tell me why should i hire you"&lt;br /&gt;COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;My confidence was literally deterioting each time she bombed me with a question, and each time, i stupidly revealed a weakness of mine and opened up more spot for her to rebuke and attack me.&lt;br /&gt;And she ended with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You sort of blew it&lt;/span&gt;" and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i don't think i will even put you in the race with the previous few candidates before you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said that i was too honest, and that honestly won't get me the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really bad and i feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the worst interview ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are worst then a hi bye friend.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that the amount of friendship that i thought that we had build upon wasn't even significant enough for a proper hi and bye.&lt;br /&gt;I give up. totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6981154326828622952?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6981154326828622952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6981154326828622952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6981154326828622952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6981154326828622952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/cmsk-interview-started-bad-and-it-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4711935568802485738</id><published>2008-11-06T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:48:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4711935568802485738?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4711935568802485738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4711935568802485738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4711935568802485738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4711935568802485738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-378778876309615601</id><published>2008-11-05T09:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:19:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwF2zLwYI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zgt0kneYDmI/s1600-h/femalebrain.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever wonder how does a male brain and a female brain looks like?&lt;br /&gt;I shall show you then:D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwF2zLwYI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zgt0kneYDmI/s1600-h/femalebrain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwF2zLwYI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zgt0kneYDmI/s320/femalebrain.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265112685284671874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i love the "I told you so gland"&lt;br /&gt;Because its very typical for a woman to start blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;"Haven i told you *This this this* and *that that that*&lt;br /&gt;Just so true.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwFk-bR3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/QH-8tAApJMk/s1600-h/h22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwFk-bR3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/QH-8tAApJMk/s320/h22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265112680499988338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is even more true.&lt;br /&gt;The image tells it all:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has pretty much been routinized ever since school reopened.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting nor amazing happened.&lt;br /&gt;But surprisingly, its super busy,but boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting way boring too, the things that i say and all.&lt;br /&gt;But aiya, its very tiring!&lt;br /&gt;And i can't help but to doze off during the 4 lessons of labs and tutorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFzDntdxYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Fzr1Jxh1brY/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFzDntdxYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Fzr1Jxh1brY/s320/DSC01140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265115945409299842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, School life is damn boring, but still, i just have to bear with it.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hasn't have got the time to reflect on certain things.&lt;br /&gt;But well, its better this way, cos i reflect too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;People come, people go.&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that i no longer put my expectations on people now.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i will be updating anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya guys!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-378778876309615601?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/378778876309615601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=378778876309615601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/378778876309615601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/378778876309615601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-what-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SRFwF2zLwYI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zgt0kneYDmI/s72-c/femalebrain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-2779917392117289870</id><published>2008-10-31T01:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:37:58.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQn1ZvURGLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kSEkd6lbfjc/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQn1ZvURGLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kSEkd6lbfjc/s320/DSC01127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263007462106142898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna burn this book, mix the ashes with water and gulp it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Probably die first.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos its almost impossible for me to read it all!&lt;br /&gt;And if you think i only have this book to read, then go library level 7 and have a look, this is one of the thinnest that i can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the hardworkingness last!&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever laugh at other people's misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were cracking joke and laughing at jazz when he told us that the person that cut his hair told him that he is suffering from hair loss and there's a hole in his scalp.&lt;br /&gt;So, I did laugh at him and crack a few random jokes about him always wearing cap, thats why hair not enough oxygen and hence the hair drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, Me and selig were at vivo cutting our hair just now and the person that cut my hair told me that i have a hole on my scalp and is suffering from hair loss!!-,-&lt;br /&gt;Man, what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i have a few things that i wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ipod nano.&lt;br /&gt;An acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;A laptop folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; i forgot what is it, will update when i remember&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new bag.sling and back pack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, need blessings man.*hint hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;And especially when its arise and build season!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my birthday is over. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i am going for water baptism on the 16th of november!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, and support is greatly appreciated!.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also also, asia conference is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things!&lt;br /&gt;Too excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, i haven forget you all.&lt;br /&gt;Just that i don't say it, because i feel that it is both ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2779917392117289870?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2779917392117289870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2779917392117289870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2779917392117289870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2779917392117289870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-burn-this-book-mix-ashes-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQn1ZvURGLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kSEkd6lbfjc/s72-c/DSC01127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-6492926367015484914</id><published>2008-10-29T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:50:32.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i can call myself karate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even.... silat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not.... Taekwondo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or or or, MUAY THAI. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i know its very lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't know   林宥嘉's english name is yoga until i watch jing qu jiang on channel u on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;His 伯乐 is quite nice by the way, got this the more you listen to it the more you like it effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its more or less finalise, unless till further amendment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me jasper. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6492926367015484914?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6492926367015484914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6492926367015484914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6492926367015484914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6492926367015484914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-can-call-myself-karate.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-901022144277431176</id><published>2008-10-27T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:41:51.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can some one just laugh along with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally, I can't help but to laugh at this picture and at the meantime feeling dishearted because i will never ever, make it for modelling industry, if i ever,ever by the grace of God have to chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckle up, and be sure you are not drinking anything lest you choked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long forgotten photo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXPAuyPeLI/AAAAAAAAAno/HsEUwkTN3Nc/s1600-h/M3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXPAuyPeLI/AAAAAAAAAno/HsEUwkTN3Nc/s320/M3.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261839351118002354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIDAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its was my junyuan superstar voting pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked so serious...ly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was supposed to look out, in joy and full of hope and anticpation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DOESN't SEEMS TO BE WORKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, i looked hopeless and as thou i can't wait for the whole thing to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i wonder,how did 200+ students of jyss managed to survive this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Torment&lt;/span&gt; while they were attempting to vote for me back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that half of them choked on their rice while they were voting, while the rest, voted with their palm on the desktop screen blocking the photo.&lt;br /&gt;Well, PERHAPS there were also this minority group that voted because they thought there were voting for the weirdest expression.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, comon, what was i even, expressing, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But damn mr sin, for his poor photoshooting technique.&lt;br /&gt;I think its probably because i am a guy. thats why he didnt make an effort to make me nicer.&lt;br /&gt;The girls on the other hand, look SOooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXRngh8WaI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bH-AIkFqJ8s/s1600-h/F1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXRngh8WaI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bH-AIkFqJ8s/s320/F1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261842216329697698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXRubuvBVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ruh_v2cSMpI/s1600-h/F2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXRubuvBVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ruh_v2cSMpI/s320/F2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261842335300257106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan qing and peggy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, i am still proud of myself, because i did won eventually.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you wondering how did i found the pic, i didn't save it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was boliao enough to google my name, and the following caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bOii vOtee furr &lt;em&gt;bOon sOom&lt;/em&gt; 4e4 de. he rawks lahs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i rawks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think her name is xueli, and no, i don't know her.&lt;br /&gt;Guess my friends might know thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,i am not self-proclaming already hor. mind you.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-901022144277431176?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/901022144277431176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=901022144277431176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/901022144277431176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/901022144277431176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-some-one-just-laugh-along-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SQXPAuyPeLI/AAAAAAAAAno/HsEUwkTN3Nc/s72-c/M3.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-8479091126503514222</id><published>2008-10-25T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T04:12:12.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After checking ole, and reading my TP mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty confused, it states there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;No Tutorials in Week 2 and Week 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Week 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Classes will be scheduled as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P05: Tues 11-1pm, Thurs 4- 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues 11-1pm happens to be our only tutorial lesson.&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, thurs still 4-6pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone enlighten me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i continued checking.&lt;br /&gt;To my sweetest surprise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For WAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There is no lesson for week 2. &lt;s&gt;You are to complete P3&amp;amp;4 (found under Couse Documents&gt;Practical) as a group based on the electure on Programming with PHP (found under Course Documents&gt;Lecture) and some online learning (found on P3&amp;amp;4). &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lesson means, NO Web application for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHOLE WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sidetrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of WAD, my lecturer  looks like a pushover, he seems nice, but then he looks like a loser. period.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, he got this... China accent, which gets really frustrating when he tries to explain the simple coding and yet at the end of the day, i only understood a pathetic 20%, then i had to ask jazz and benson for the rest of the 80%.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, i have no talent for IT, in fact, i pretty much suck in it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i have to praise myself because i am amazed that i am actually doing the lab work in class.&lt;br /&gt;I must do well this semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if everything goes smoothly, provided that there is really, really no tutorial for HCI next week.&lt;br /&gt;It means that i need to attend school for Monday(PH), tues and wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, if things doesn't go smoothly, it means that i have to go back school on wednesday for 2hrs!&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest poly classmates, i don't know if there's any lecture on wednesday for HCI, but i am looking optimistically that no tutorial means no lectures.&lt;br /&gt;Well, even if there is, i am given a choice to attend or not as well right? :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;But i know what i want also lah, if there is, i will still attend, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to school on thursday for that 4-6, then 8-11 on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty slack next week, to think that i thought my timetable really suck.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i am only taking 4 short modules this term, next term will be hectic, but not this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i dropped Fundamental of hospitality and tourism cos i find the passing criteria overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;Too many components to be fufilled, way to redundant.&lt;br /&gt;Thou the lecturer did say that its "harder to fail then to pass" i reckon that its not true cos my previous 2 CDS lecturer also said so.&lt;br /&gt;I did pass, i met ALL the criteria, but i just passed. Dog.&lt;br /&gt;=.= Think i gullible is it? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i wanted to take up Music expression, BUT to my disappointment, its full!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was so sure confident that i will get that CDS, i didn't consider other options, but i had to.&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty indecisive then, between World issue and Psychology in Creativity.&lt;br /&gt;But i ended up taking psychology in creativity in the end cos i need to be creative, hopefully this subject helps!&lt;br /&gt;Was given a choice to have my friday vacant, but after further thoughts, i decided not to cos it will really make my wednesday wayy hectic. 9am-7pm, living hell. hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye Hospitality and tourism and hello to Psychology in creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, i am in the same class as sucker and hao.&lt;br /&gt;But thats besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really hope that i will not flunk it this time round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for school stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been quite busy lately, travelling here and there very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from the bottom of my heart, i wanna pick up a new martial art.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny'eooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i will be serving in children church soon.&lt;br /&gt;What can i say, i love kids? In a very caring way.&lt;br /&gt;And i think i possesses the natural criteria that will make them scared of me.&lt;br /&gt;Thats, once again, besides the point cos i am obviously not scary. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regarding work, i am still working in starbucks, but not that often. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;But i might be giving tuition soon.&lt;br /&gt;Cos Gan ma, in case your don't know who is she, who happens to be ashley's mom, asked me if i wanna give vivi tuition.&lt;br /&gt;But she did warned me that she made her first tuition teacher ran away, and the second and current one cried.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;P6, sec 1 sec 2 work, i still can teach lah. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of updates, meeting wen jie and ah kun later.&lt;br /&gt;But i am broke.&lt;br /&gt;I have less then 20bucks to last me till next month.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely and weird enough, i have been having less then 20 bucks for the pass one week, never depleted. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go for massage thou, 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Sian 1/2. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I just have no confidence in the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;The ups and downs, presense and the attitude that is being portrayed, is just like that.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder sometimes i get so emo over it, cos i spend those time trying to figure things all out.&lt;br /&gt;Some things are better left unsaid, others its better to be said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very wordy post, if you manage to read till this point.&lt;br /&gt;You earned yourself 1 point, 100point, i respect you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Member?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i love pork chop, have been having it almosst everyday since school reopened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8479091126503514222?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8479091126503514222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8479091126503514222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8479091126503514222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8479091126503514222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-checking-ole-and-reading-my-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5027463904411975159</id><published>2008-10-20T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:28:28.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i like school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I know it doesn't sound convincing.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i am not convinced as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i realize, Mensa's Pork Chop still tastes better then business's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And except for my weird and hoarse voice, i thought that everything went well today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, i dozed off during CMSK today, its a freaking 4hr straight lesson, but well, the lecturer, who is by the name of boon kiat, is good enough to let us go for a 1hr break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I HAVE GOT A BAPTISM NAME ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;Its a pretty good name that the girls came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i am not gonna use because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i guess you would have got it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kai Guan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open close.=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5027463904411975159?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5027463904411975159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5027463904411975159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5027463904411975159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5027463904411975159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-like-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8731883105536384789</id><published>2008-10-19T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:45:22.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick + Lack of sleep = disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am quite terrible, because despite being sick, i still don't know how to take care of myself!&lt;br /&gt;My voice is still as hoarse, and it is not turning any better, then on top of that, other sickness are also surfacing. Great huh, school's reopening tomorrow yet i am falling terribly sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tomorrow, i am not looking forward to it, but truth is, regardless of what happen, I still have to be in school tomorrow! and that is that.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess before sleeping later, i will pray and change my mindset regarding the reopening of school, so that i wont start of the first day of school really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more i should be in church when i feel tired, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE POWERHOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8731883105536384789?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8731883105536384789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-3818521741672401178.post-247508974727445721</id><published>2008-10-18T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:09:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what i am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling a mixed of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, its still affecting me every now and then, thou i reckon that i should have just moved on, but apparently, as much as i cant get the thought off my mind, even the casual talk with friends can end us up in the loss of our friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how they catch this whole thing, but as for me, and i have said it in the previous post, it really makes me deepen down my thoughts, it really deepen my conviction, as i really experience fragility of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened all too sudden, i didnt know how to react then, i didn't even want to put myself in any of his or his family shoes, because no matter how hard i would have tried, i know I could never ever relate to what they are going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What nadia told me this morning was really true,at our age, we only know how to enjoy life and all, but for raihan, he experienced so much more...so much more then we can ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really serves as a wake up call for us, because life and death isn't just a passing issue, neither will it missed us, simply because we are still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this form of regret that i carried for raihan to repeat itselves if one day such event happens again.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i want them to be comforting and peace thats upon me that if it happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the memories that others have for me as they begin to reflect on, to be only negative and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Instead i want it to fond memories that it will bring them joy as they began to think about it, bringing a smile, even at the final moments of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go through the final moments of my own life to be only thinking about events which hasn't occur, and i start regretting why didnt i make them happen.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be as much as possible to be silently shouting for joy as i finally end my marathon with a blast and nothing thats drawing me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to regret not letting someone know how much they have impacted me and how important they are to be only at the point when i know its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i wanna start cherishing them, and every single moment moment that i have with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i want the memories what others have for me when i leave the world to be only negative and absolutely nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave behind fond memories, or even a legacy for people to remincise.&lt;br /&gt;Thou by then, it would have matter no more, but to isn't it sad if you think about it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a choice, i would have chose to not think about having any the people that i know to be leaving us, as a matter of fact, i don't want to,but yet, this incident just leaves me with no alternative, if it has only bring sorrows, it misses its point, its important for us or rather if its me alone, to get myself mentally prepared, and to really do something about my present life so that i wont regret again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thank God for giving me this life to live, and being able to amend my mistake before its all too late, I love him, for his plans and decision made for every single one of us, Jesus for intercepting for us everytime, and Holy Spirit for guiding me for staying by me when i Need him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray for safety to be upon every single one that i know of, especially my family and friends, and even if He decides to bring them with to Him one day, i pray that they will leave with joy rather then feeling remorseful over what they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, its definitely better &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to live &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; yet&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; meaningful &lt;/span&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;living &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meaningless&lt;/span&gt; life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be a wake up call and lesson learnt for every single one of us ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my destiny to be fufilled, by faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, thank you Raihan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8006760237441132091</id><published>2008-10-16T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:21:39.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye raihan...</title><content type='html'>I guess there are many things in life that will caught us unaware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and death, its pretty much parts and parcel of our lives, and yea, every minute or even seconds, there are people dying on this very earth that we stay in.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, we don't normally take notice of it thou its a on going thing thats happening.&lt;br /&gt;And many times, we take it for granted that people around you will stay through with you, as long as its possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, it feels exceptionally weird and uneasy when you realize someone close to you past away, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be emotional over this, but this is the first time that i have experience people close to you pass away, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the last time the few of us visited him, he was still able to joke with us and all.&lt;br /&gt;And we were anticating his recovery as he told us that he will be able to recover fully after going through chemotherapy, we were rather relieved then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, to think that me and kk was still in the midst of a dota game when gx told us about this, he just pass away 20mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't what to say or how to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i know is, this feeling sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's no point talking about it now, but if i have known that his life will end in such an early age, for half of his lifetime that he were in the same class as me, i would have treated him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now, i will really learn to cherish every single one thats around me even more, and living life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Making someone's day everyday, cos you will never know when is it gonna be for the last day for the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not pessismistic, but its just, so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Raihan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8006760237441132091?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8006760237441132091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8006760237441132091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8006760237441132091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8006760237441132091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-guess-there-are-many-things-in-life.html' title='Bye raihan...'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4345827324567277977</id><published>2008-10-14T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:22:40.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4345827324567277977?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4345827324567277977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4345827324567277977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4345827324567277977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4345827324567277977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-really-in-times-like-this-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8224566542379092553</id><published>2008-10-13T12:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:37:34.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, I must say that i am having a really sexy voice now, think i shouted too much, or sang too much, now i am really suffering from sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i am dead shagged cos i think i drank slightly too much yesterday at the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;But i was still awake then, just that i have forgotten most of the things that happened cos i spent most of the time sleeping, and thou its a bbq, i just couldn't recall eating any bbq food. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: i hardly post picture de hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLcpW55gOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/KOtHRpRAFYk/s1600-h/P131008_00.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLcpW55gOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/KOtHRpRAFYk/s320/P131008_00.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256506318175961314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Thong poh(so cute)=.= and wei lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyKB9msI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3dk1uzHaGII/s1600-h/P131008_00.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyKB9msI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3dk1uzHaGII/s320/P131008_00.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256505369827318466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLeN5vLqJI/AAAAAAAAAic/cLJ3vDRg-wE/s1600-h/P131008_01.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLeN5vLqJI/AAAAAAAAAic/cLJ3vDRg-wE/s320/P131008_01.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256508045513173138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheng yong!. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyLCTfYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/bhGXTjHnWVQ/s1600-h/P131008_00.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyLCTfYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/bhGXTjHnWVQ/s320/P131008_00.57%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256505370097188226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WEILUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyDXpoeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qSaqj_WcoaA/s1600-h/P131008_00.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyDXpoeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qSaqj_WcoaA/s320/P131008_00.58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256505368039236066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ZHILIANG.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyVRIJlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/WSBkJvae1H0/s1600-h/P131008_00.58%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyVRIJlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/WSBkJvae1H0/s320/P131008_00.58%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256505372843714130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KOK KIAN AND KEVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbS1oKerI/AAAAAAAAAhE/NDa1PC307U8/s1600-h/P121008_22.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbS1oKerI/AAAAAAAAAhE/NDa1PC307U8/s320/P121008_22.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504831774456498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSkNgTTI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gG6NBJ9iZRc/s1600-h/P121008_22.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSkNgTTI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gG6NBJ9iZRc/s320/P121008_22.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504827099237682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSwfqFiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/AU1G0tEQ3Xk/s1600-h/P121008_22.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSwfqFiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/AU1G0tEQ3Xk/s320/P121008_22.44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504830396601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bachelor party, lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbS-8cy6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/_s5qNqNmVl8/s1600-h/P121008_22.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbS-8cy6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/_s5qNqNmVl8/s320/P121008_22.50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504834275462050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyEjDFsI/AAAAAAAAAhk/1Q9dJ7-5Gzk/s1600-h/P121008_22.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbyEjDFsI/AAAAAAAAAhk/1Q9dJ7-5Gzk/s320/P121008_22.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256505368355477186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSworChI/AAAAAAAAAhc/h3vv5FBG0zs/s1600-h/P121008_22.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLbSworChI/AAAAAAAAAhc/h3vv5FBG0zs/s320/P121008_22.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504830434413074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HMM....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLcpaok9NI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1knEE6wObgI/s1600-h/P131008_02.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPLcpaok9NI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1knEE6wObgI/s320/P131008_02.19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256506319177053394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!?!?!?!?!?!wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon for the quality, i tried my best with photoshop, but thats the best that i can do.&lt;br /&gt;And it was the best camera we had yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best friends? close friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i just feel that from the way you portray things to me, it seems i am only there to stand in the gap, cos vacation is so boring and sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope i am thinking too much, and that theres really a bonding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8224566542379092553?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8224566542379092553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-8567163966758934873</id><published>2008-10-11T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:07:15.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother told me that Geylang lor 14 has the most prostitudes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A SCAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, met up with hao and cy around evening time yesterday somerset town for dinner and movie, caught Eagle Eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPDBOTTxFPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ebqt3SWYtvw/s1600-h/wallpaper_01_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPDBOTTxFPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ebqt3SWYtvw/s320/wallpaper_01_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255913216586880242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really felt that its definitely worth my 10bucks, as compared to that gugu The days&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPDBPH9RHCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Cryl5KdVpI0/s1600-h/1024_TD_wallpaper_LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SPDBPH9RHCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Cryl5KdVpI0/s320/1024_TD_wallpaper_LOGO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255913230719589410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which we watched that other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, due to the agonizing fact that we are going through the same old routine each time we meet up, i thought we should do something new hence i suggested that we should go geylang for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed up in yong he for tao hua and you tiao, before we started to tour around the whole area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the first part of my post, my mother used to tell me that if i ever wanna go geylang, never ever go lor 14, cos its the red light district. so yet again, i suggested that we should go there and have a look, but to my disappointment, there were only that few. &lt;s&gt;ugly ones&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of cos lah, we didn't just stop there, otherwise it really beats the purpose, so we continued exploring with hao as guide, and i was quite amazed lah cos there were this stretch of road that was really infested with them and they were almost standing side by side, another thing that i realized was that singapore really have lots of hotels leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in circles, and circles, that....Hahaha, the prostitudes recognizes us and one tried to stop cy as in literally standing infront of him touching him and all asking him to stay for night night, and the other 3 asked us to stop walking and stop for, you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah, uninteresting, but i find it really amazing and it serves as an eye opener too, not only were there lots of prostitudes, but of different races as well, andi realize, some of the pimps are around our age.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel the sympathy for them especially when we saw them running when there was a police car that drove by, note, i am not saying this to make me seems the best of the lot, i believe they felt it too. but heck we are going again next week, and i just asked xiong to join us as well next week. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you are shocked to see us there, ask yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are you doing there in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exploring for around 2 hours, we stopped by a dim sum place, ate some dim sum, explored abit more and took the night rider home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and 3, slept at 4 and woke up at 7.30 for work.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, the customers today was quite demanding and i am really pissed by it.&lt;br /&gt;I was yelled by one, then the other, sarcasticticly asked me,&lt;br /&gt;"What does it take? for you to clear our table?'&lt;br /&gt;Then i calmly walked there, and saw that there were nothing on the table, then he say, "i just want you to shift this chair to the other table so that it can be more spacious."&lt;br /&gt;=.=||| qian bian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, jogged @ bedok reservoir, and i took my timing for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;23mins. -.- and i thought i was quite fast intially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this, it ends my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E4 bbq tomorrow:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am not working really much next week.&lt;br /&gt;I realize i hasn't seen anyone from C171 at all for the whole of this vaccasion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich, shimin, jane, selig,benson,qs, lindy, becca and all, all dunno die until where already!.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to see your on friday!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hasn't been hearing from cheryl as well lately, CHERYL, if you are reading this, hahaha, come for the bbq tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week of vacation already, need to slack more, and not slack when school reopens:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND I AM SICK OF ARRANGING THE LINKS IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER, i am not gonna do it anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lastly, my curoisity got me into this really deep shit. damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8567163966758934873?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8567163966758934873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8567163966758934873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8567163966758934873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8567163966758934873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mother-told-me-that-geylang-lor-14.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7064810023159128874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7064810023159128874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-harrassed.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-4650477470898918700</id><published>2008-10-06T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:15:29.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After what pastor shared with us yesterday, i am rather convicted into keeping a good record of my spending.&lt;br /&gt;Many time than often, i will feel really demoralized when i realizes that i don't know where did all my money went to in the midst of the month. So, yea, i need to start having a budget for everything and record my spending well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be wiser, because only stupid people spends all that they have as soon as they receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At least for now, i know that majority of my money goes to food. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that i had to work with the new store manager, i also had to stay back cos he feel that my performance wasn't up to standard, which i then, rebuked him in a nice tone that he was too quick into judging me simply based on one shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet xuan hui to go home with her but had to pang seh her last minute cos cheng yong and thong poh came and look for me last min. Sorry ah xuan hui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around town with the two of them after work, wanted to buy something, but ended up buying nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But thong poh did, a pair of pointed shoes. hmm.. but we were kind of embarrased by him thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super shagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4650477470898918700?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4650477470898918700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4650477470898918700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4650477470898918700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4650477470898918700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-what-pastor-shared-with-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-570112385955255559</id><published>2008-10-05T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:51:05.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I scald my neck at work just now cos something really hot just flew out from the 200-300 degrees oven aka turbochef and hit my neck and parts of my arm while i was closing it and it totally brought a 180 degree change in my attitude when facing the customer.&lt;br /&gt;I was almost on the verge of scolding the stupid customer which had no idea what she was ordering, but i was still rationale then.&lt;br /&gt;Now, its almost like a love bite on my neck. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had subway for lunch and i ate chicken breast!&lt;br /&gt;For your information, the favorite part that i love to eat most from a chicken is its breast.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah, i am only blogging for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-570112385955255559?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/570112385955255559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=570112385955255559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/570112385955255559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/570112385955255559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-scald-my-neck-at-work-just-now-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-402278781706864856</id><published>2008-10-03T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T02:38:12.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already OCTOBER the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zing zing zang zang* and wow, we are almost coming to an end to 2008 already which on a sidenote, also means that school vacation is coming to and end soon as well.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast time flies, like really fast.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, for those that are studying in a polytechnic, we have already been through yet another 1 and a half semester, and if you still don't see what the big deal about, think now, school is reopening soon, and you will have to go through yet another hectic routine of timetable, whenever school's reopening, this is always the first thought that comes to mind which i will never fail to feel quite sianed by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like, when you were in primary school, you can't wait to be in secondary school cos you envy them, then when you are in secondary school, you can't wait to go tertiary, and so on, and zoom, 18 years, just flashed past, ahhh. how much we have been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have this silly thought when i were in primary school, i will ask why didn't my mother born me 5 years earlier, so that by then, when i had that thought, i will already be 5 years older.&lt;br /&gt;But as i grow older, of cause i know thats silly lah, cos regardless of how early you are born, you still have to go through that cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my point, i still remembered on the 1st of january 2008, 12:00am, me hao xiong and kk were at marina square watching fireworks, then we shoot this video, which is now no longer exist, of the fireworks, and in the midst of it, we turned, and ask each other to make a new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;And if i remember clearly, the goals that we set, were all pretty simple and about the same.&lt;br /&gt;Good results, yea, and i think they also wanted to find that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;For me, as simple as i am(lol), i wanted good results as well, and of cos, to lose some weight. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which, i achieved neither both.&lt;br /&gt;While the other 3, did achieve either one or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sad as i may sound, i am actually not sad nor disappointed at all.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I will certainly be much more happier if I had achieve both, but i do know my limitations as well, and most importantly, i did exceled in other areas which i didn't think i would back then.&lt;br /&gt;And that, certainly brings much joy.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i have almost forgotten about this 2 resolutions that i have set for myself until just now, and i wonder, who remembers their resolution everyday and with that motivates them to work towards it.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't obviously. i clearly chunked that away the moment its turns 2nd of jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly if you asked me, whether will i regret if 2008 were to end now.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, no. cos i am really happy at where i am right now, if you know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I am very satisfied with the decisions that i have made thus far, thou they may not be the best, but it certainly didnt bring me any form of remorsement.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? God is good, i still have 2-3 months time before year ends.&lt;br /&gt;And i still can do so much more with that:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say this every year, hahaha, i can't believe i am still as close to wen jie and kun like duh, my bestest K.W.S.&lt;br /&gt;and also my secondary school buddies,specifically hao,xiong,liang, or even kk and cy,lol, who i must say used to bring me so much emoing over and i always pessimistically thought that i will say byebye to them when i graduated from o's back then, but you know, they are WAYYYY too good to bid farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in year 2007, i met michelle, sucker,jane, lindy,selig, benson, qing sheng in poly.&lt;br /&gt;Which except for mich, none left a very good impression, seriously, i thought sucker and benson was a anti social freak, jane and selig both arrogant, lindy an ah lian, and qing sheng, weird. lol&lt;br /&gt;but after knowing them for sometime, i realize, i was tremendously wrong. haha, they are all so thoughtful and nice:)&lt;br /&gt;And just recently, i made up my mind into coming back to church, to knowand serve God all over again, and till now, i hasn't regretted and i will never regret a single bit:)and he blessed me with cool W143! and people like may, kenny, kathryn and rach, and they are so funny, so good to hang out with, and that i don't mind sacrificing for them, they are really great people, all talented in their various way.:)love these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should just draft the above paragraph and use it next year. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying, i still have 2-3 months to make this year even much more fruitful, so yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;I must really say, sometimes, we have to think from a different angle to see the beauty of things, if i have chosen to think that i am a failure for not being able to meet my resolution, then i think even if you gives me another 20 months, i will still think it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i think i hasn't made it official yet, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going for WATER BAPTISM this coming november!!! together with kathryn, and perhaps kenny, peng, siong and rach?&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, my parents are in approval of it.&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't think of a baptism name for myself, but please, kun, stop your "G" intial names which all, don't suit me totally, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking thou.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i won't mind if you guys wanna come down for my big day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i have nothing to say already.&lt;br /&gt;Except, maybe, Happy 14th birthday mabelngiang ngiang ngiang. mabelngiangology&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-402278781706864856?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/402278781706864856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=402278781706864856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/402278781706864856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/402278781706864856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-already-october-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7251111603062973524</id><published>2008-10-01T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:38:37.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can probably relate to this occasion better then any one of you chinese out there because i have been working in an environment with the malays the majority for 1 long year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the afternoon today, then realizing that there are 2 birds in the house, then i realize its my father who randomly bought them home cos he wanted to keep a pet=.=&lt;br /&gt;They are quite cute and colourful thou, i was quite fascinated intially, then my sis us why he didn't buy a parrot, and he shared with us his story about this friend of his.&lt;br /&gt;Who taught his parrot to scold KNN.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i was even more fascinated then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I am quite sad right now because i realize that my angle is beginning to hurt after I sprained it yesterday @ work, now with that, i can't really go for jogging cos it hurts even when i walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with wen jie and kun just now, we agreed to dress up slightly nicer then usual lol, since its the end vow day for wen jie. ha&lt;br /&gt;I spent quite alot without buying anything, because of the damn pick up doll game which i keep putting in $1 coin without catching a single thing, i suck at it, but nonetheless, today was still considered a miraclously day for us because firstly wen jie picked up $5 on the overhead bridge to suntec, which is hmm. quite rare lo, then we miraclously striked a jackpot while playing the scoop candy game at suntec arcade. when all hopes seems to have been lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched the housebunny and its really, really a highly recommanded show because its so funny, that I laughed until the nipple on my head almost rolled off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, work resume tomorrow, starting at 7.30! and i am gonna work at the starbucks in paragon instead, so if you guys are near paragon, come and look for me! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i am quite broke already lo, still talk about massaging and bathing. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7251111603062973524?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7251111603062973524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7251111603062973524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7251111603062973524'/><link rel='self' 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feel happy for them,  it also testify the goodness of God in people's life.:)&lt;br /&gt;P.U.S.H, always works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone desires success in life.&lt;br /&gt;But to be successful in life, and to be successful in Your life is different.&lt;br /&gt;Take in control of your life because only you know what makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;You can have all the fame and all the riches, but you are not happy at what your doing then there's no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my belief, and i am on my way in pursueing it now.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy at where i am now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-4069919642601055391?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/4069919642601055391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=4069919642601055391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4069919642601055391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/4069919642601055391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/10/push.html' title='P.U.S.H'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8190195778559231700</id><published>2008-09-29T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:43:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i feel so much better after addressing what that has been choking and piling up my chest to wen jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i will be lying if i say that i hasn't feel stretched or facing any challenges along the way, but at the end of the day, its ALL worthwhile:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a busy week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what i was thinking when i sent that sms to say that i wanna work five day for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be working on monday, tues, thurs, fri and sat.&lt;br /&gt;Then i will most probably be having tertiary meeting on tues after work, meeting kun and wen jie up on hari raya, then cgm after work on thurs, meeting may and people on either fri or sat, then church on sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8190195778559231700?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8190195778559231700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8190195778559231700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8190195778559231700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8190195778559231700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-feel-so-much-better-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8621489228633329201</id><published>2008-09-24T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:42:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that its already 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated 18th birthday Xiong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SNkoYrgR9sI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GFGkKKQ97qY/s1600-h/DSC01990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SNkoYrgR9sI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GFGkKKQ97qY/s320/DSC01990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249271245137114818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun.:) thou it could have been better, like duh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for almost landing us in geylang hor. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated 19th birthday Michelle KONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SNkoY3rWTMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/IDuVhqvtSXc/s1600-h/DSC00812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SNkoY3rWTMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/IDuVhqvtSXc/s320/DSC00812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249271248404761794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not being able to join your today yea? but hope you had fun as well.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to miss tertiary meeting, and now i have to ask marilyn to take over my shift for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel quite uneasy now cos my present store manager who rumors has it that he had a crush on me, actually swapped shift with the manager who supposedly is doing opening with me and marilyn told me that from what she heard from him, he is coming down just to see me.&lt;br /&gt;I originally thought that its ok to work opening shift with another manager, but i was shocked when i was on the train just now when i receive his sms asking me not to be late for the shift tomorrow and its his first opening shift in store as well, with a smiley face with sunglasses.=.=&lt;br /&gt;K lah, maybe its just coincidence, cos i agree PARTLY with what xiong say, say face, okok, say figure, maybe he like big size one. LOL&lt;br /&gt;But this can't go on any longer, my bank is depleting like a running tap, i have to work! school's gonna reopen soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i am quite proud of myself cos i have officially started my jog everyday plan!!&lt;br /&gt;Jogged for 5km yesterday and 3.5km just now.&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard that the fire never dies.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, as quoted from kenny whom he quoted from his friend, Don't let your muscle rule your mind.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, i say, don't let the thought of going through the process demoralize you, instead let benefits and outcome motivates you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find what my sis said just now partially true.&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are like that, the more they see that one is trying to hide something, or once they know that the things that they say will embarrass you or shame you, the more they wanna tap into it, but if you know how to react generously and openly, they will eventually stop saying what they are saying cos its of no effect to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8621489228633329201?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8621489228633329201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8621489228633329201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8621489228633329201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8621489228633329201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-that-its-already-24th.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SNkoYrgR9sI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GFGkKKQ97qY/s72-c/DSC01990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-7809700202334539495</id><published>2008-09-22T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:48:38.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am feeling so damn bloody high right now, i didnt take any alchohol nor drugs, but randomly, i am feeling damn happy, and smiling to my screen every now and then, but no, i am not going bonker, neither did anyone confess to me, LOL, its just, this happiness thats coming out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, if thats what michelle or sucker calls it the drunk on air, i am probably experiencing right now, but ironically, the air today isn't really fresh, neither is it cooling, in fact, its actually very hot and quite smelly. &lt;s&gt; cos i hasn't bathe since i got home just now&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if your still remember, that terence chicken who cheated me off my one month salary a year back, he actually added me on facebook! i know, my facebook account are on its verge of rusting.&lt;br /&gt;BUt I was very shock intially, because i thought he has already vanished into thin air like really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thin &lt;/span&gt;air, and that he ceased to exist in my world anymore, until he stupidly added me on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Like DUH, he must have thought that i vanished into thin air as well, yes stupid enough.&lt;br /&gt;But a year has passed lah, don't think its of any use even if i asked him for the money as well anymore.hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7809700202334539495?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7809700202334539495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7809700202334539495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7809700202334539495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7809700202334539495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-9206109159960749643</id><published>2008-09-20T01:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:24:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As tired as i am supposed to, i am actually still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;I hasn't sleep since thursday because i have been busy with INMM, and the after effects of forcing myself to stay awake resulted in blabbling of nonsense that are totally of no link , and talking like Jay chou back then, totally mummling.&lt;br /&gt;With that, i CAN FINALLY RELATE to kun when he say that his too tired and his brain is dead, and begins talking nonsense. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier on, during the submission of my INMM, I then realize that because i was overwhelmed by the excitement that i have finally finished my flashsite, after publishing my swf file, I ACTUALY FORGOT TO SAVE THE WORKING FLA FILE for my index page, and i happily clicked a "No" to save changes. And that resulted me in wasting another 1-2 hours of my life trying to get the fla file out.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't domoralise me that much, cos rick was so nice to me that he allowed me to submit a bit later, but then again, he is also not as nice as i thought he is because HE BOMBED ME WITH QUESTIONS during my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so anyway, i also met up with hao and chengyong just now.&lt;br /&gt;Went down to store to talk to the new store manager, and he agreed with the pact that bear has made with me, which also means that i will not be leaving starbucks for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed down to marina square, and HAHAHA, while we were on our way to the escalator up to marina square, i managed to make them look like a fool with the kenny's lame trick which can be funny at times. lol.&lt;br /&gt;And i finally bought my sports shoe, after like so many months, and i also, finally, spent my MARINA SQUARE VOUCHER, which i had many times find it hard to spend.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to catch the Chao ah beng movie titled "The days" and i tell you, as corny and boring as the movie title, the show is worst.&lt;br /&gt;Not only were the storyline boring, there were too many things going on in the show which has of equal focus in the movie and i felt that the scriptwriter is using too many complex and unrelated ways to tell a simple story, and that has resulted in too many misconceptions and i couldn't understand his/her deliverance at all, there were also too many insignificant character which the 3 of us feel whether or not they are in the movie, it don't really makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;But the animation was great, the songs was kind of good as well, but a movie without a good storyline isn't worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for dinner then slacked around before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget,  HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY SHELLA LAU.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i shall stop here, cos i cannot remember anymore things that had happened already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-9206109159960749643?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/9206109159960749643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=9206109159960749643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9206109159960749643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/9206109159960749643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-tired-as-i-am-supposed-to-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-1677318568787239028</id><published>2008-09-19T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:26:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do YOU know why am i so happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; because.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DONE WITH MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;INMM&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more hour to submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? i did it.... ON MY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so proud of myself:D&lt;br /&gt;But whether or not i will pass, its another story, but then again, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fulfill&lt;/span&gt; all the requirements &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;... so don't think passing is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, i will go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fulfill&lt;/span&gt; my promise to go jogging after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, i wasn't even angry, if you know me long enough, you should know why do i react in such a manner.&lt;br /&gt;IF you priority isn't even on us, let alone that occasion, WHY bother meeting us up anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, is it really that hard to choose between the importance of both occasion?&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if i have hurt you in anyway, but think about it, you might never have the chance to do so again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be tying a yellow ribbon around that old oak tree if you are keen to change your mind, otherwise, i will just paint it green.&lt;br /&gt;lol:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-1677318568787239028?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1677318568787239028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1677318568787239028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1677318568787239028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1677318568787239028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2426440244216533255</id><published>2008-09-18T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:57:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like an ass now, because i have to wake up 9am in the morning tomorrow and i am still wide awake at this hour.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, i think i will need my sleep badly, because i reckon that i will need the energy to substain me as i doubt i will have any mood to sleep later on.&lt;br /&gt;I still have this, INMM flash site to rush out on friday, yet despite attempting to rush it just now, it was not very fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;And its preoccupying my mind now because everytime i close my eyes, i see codings and more codings, and i also vivldly see scenes of words and pictures flying all over the place, fading in and out, all these imagination obviously, doesn't help much because the codes that i see, are all BLUR and the things that i imagined, ARE WAY BEYOND MY CAPABILITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only codings drops from the skies and solutions just *tink* appear infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;Or it will be even better if Godwere to grant me super wisdom to understand flash 3.0 just for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, for every minute that i am gonna spend continueing on my flash site, my laptop will be on its risk to crashing, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pure frustration when you don't understand the code that you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i think i feel so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;Think there should be no problem sleeping already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2426440244216533255?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2426440244216533255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2426440244216533255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2426440244216533255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2426440244216533255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-like-ass-now-because-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-6805733844507560737</id><published>2008-09-16T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:18:00.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back after visiting my father at the hospital just now.&lt;br /&gt;His was having swollen legs and both of them are showing signs of rotting, which could be due to his diebeties, but the condition is getting better already.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that it was a false alarm when me and my sis thought that he might have to get the legs cut off, and his will be discharged either tomorrow or the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my urge to colour my hair once again has come to pass, but instead of the intial blue black, i did a mat brown, which my sis commented that i look the same with it.&lt;br /&gt;But I told her the reason why i did this colour was not because i wanna look different, in fact, i wanted to get back my guai kia image and i am pretty satisfied with this colour.&lt;br /&gt;So now, i won't have people asking me for lighter, or friends calling me a chao ah beng, and did i mentioned that there was this guy whom i got to know through my temp job at SGH asking me why do i talk so decently when i look like a ah beng.&lt;br /&gt;But well,what can i say, its all because of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are curious why do i suddenly have this urge, its all because of wen jie's house mirror, somehow when i look into her mirror, i saw the flaws on my face and the uneven spread of colour on my hair, which i found it quite disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are curious again how and why did i look into her mirror randomly, i obviously, stayed over at her place yesterday, cos the meeting ended late yesterday and i missed the last train, so yea, i went over to her place at around 1 plus, bought glutinous rice, 8 siew mai, 1 chicken wing and 1 yam cake which i bought hastily on the way to her place and all those were my breadfast,lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't sleep until 4-5plus because i am suffering from the after effects of late night sleep which resulted in a disruption of my biological clock.&lt;br /&gt;Crawled up at 8am, wanted to leave the house with wen jie, but decided against it and procrastinated till 2pm cos i wanted to play with samuel and of course to get more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Left the place, roamed around library and jp mac to look for powerplug seats to do my work, but to no avail, ended up training back to tampines, and the series of event goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, on the way back after i finshed with my hair, i bumped into mr chan who still remembers me by my name after 4years, thou he has retired, but his memory still beats that ba teng, who clearly forgotten my name as soon as the next year i visits her during teachers day.&lt;br /&gt;WELL, he also commented that he almost couldnt recognize me until i called out to him cos he was expecting a bigger size boon soom. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-6805733844507560737?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/6805733844507560737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=6805733844507560737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6805733844507560737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/6805733844507560737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-came-back-after-visiting-my-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-935160463156161338</id><published>2008-09-16T09:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:57:25.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got the urge to dye my hair blue black. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-935160463156161338?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/935160463156161338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=935160463156161338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/935160463156161338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/935160463156161338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-urge-to-dye-my-hair-blue-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8581049404358116868</id><published>2008-09-15T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:51:43.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost the ability to substain a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a chatterbox, often punished by teachers during class for talking wayyy too much, i still remember how Mrs Quek used to isolate me at one corner, nearest to the teacher's table=.= for talking non-stop non stop in class.&lt;br /&gt;She did gave me chance you see, at the very beginning, i was seated in between liang and hao, then one sweet day, i can't recall which day was that, she decides get me shifted and moved me away  because she claimed that i was distracting the two of them, which i wont deny it lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thou it was a correct decision to be made, it was also a stupid one.&lt;br /&gt;Because she actually shifted me next to....CLAUDIA VALER AND INFRONT OF XIONG,WEE KIAT AND CHEE LEONG.&lt;br /&gt;Which is like duh, at the point of time, i still remember her asking claudia to supervise me, cos she was the class rep and all.&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, it makes no sense at all, because supposingly, guys generally talk lesser then girls, so if she had wanted me to stop talking, she should place me beside a guy rather then a girl right?&lt;br /&gt;So ya lo, things didnt turn out for the better, in fact, worst cause i ended up singing instead of just talking. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then occasionally, i will psycho them to sleep in class, or otherwise, i will still talk to liang and hao because they were just diagonal away.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i am bored, i will start arguing with Ugene Tay who is seated in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mrs quek was obviously not satisfied with my talketiveness lah, that was why, i ended up. that isolated seat nearest to the teachers table.&lt;br /&gt;But i must say, i am not a bad student, at least, not the worst in my class, just slightly distracted easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder where have all my communciation skills gone to.&lt;br /&gt;And what made me a chatterbox back then, thou we see each other every single day, but there were like, never ending things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE HAVE MY COMMUNICATION SKILLS ALL GONE TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even for nuts, substain a conversation these days, while only if its something more, serious, otherwise, i can't talk crap for nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8581049404358116868?l=blahboon.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-3818521741672401178.post-2813701953013015538</id><published>2008-09-14T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:11:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Through the years, ok, only 3 years, i still find this song rocking. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its none other then, mariah carey's We belong together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XO2UJq_VzkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XO2UJq_VzkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially this performance, its so cool!&lt;br /&gt;Mariah is the only one in colour whereas others are all in black and white. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2813701953013015538?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2813701953013015538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2813701953013015538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2813701953013015538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2813701953013015538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/through-years-ok-only-3-years-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7923073163886337115</id><published>2008-09-12T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:50:06.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i made an effort to make this blog of mine look slightly nicer because i probably won't be touching it pretty much for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa go back school for the supp paper briefing later, and will pretty much be working on it for the whole of next week as the presentation is only on next friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at things, I am capable of doing better things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7923073163886337115?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7923073163886337115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7923073163886337115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7923073163886337115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7923073163886337115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5370756300853399911</id><published>2008-09-10T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:14:19.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIAN AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed INMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou i have seen it coming, but yea, when you see all other people passing, leaving you the pathetic one taking supp, you just can't help but to feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt regret over the decision that i have made back then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-7937558825169935468</id><published>2008-09-10T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:00:52.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i might have listened to too much of mariah carey's rendition of O'holy night that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I AM JUST SO LOOKING FORWARD TO CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice brings the christmas mood, lol, i can't recalled when did it started, but each year, i will be euthastically showing mariah carey's O'holy night to people. It blew me away each time round, and is still blowing me away up till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they are no snows in singapore, neither do we have santa claus, but somehow, and i don't know why, its still something that i look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;Minus away the number of groping, pick pocketing and sprays assualting thats is gonna happen during the countdown(thou i haven't been through the first 2 cases before), christmas is just so heartwarming. But then again, it will be weird if festive season like christmas has none of the above happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea....i again, think this is a random and pointless post, because christmas is still 3 months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, rumour has it that results is coming out this week!&lt;br /&gt;It will be a miracle if i need not take any supp paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7937558825169935468?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7937558825169935468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7937558825169935468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7937558825169935468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7937558825169935468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-might-have-listened-to-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-1553224966051202707</id><published>2008-09-09T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T03:18:29.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this damn flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its choking me, and is causing me to have difficulty breathing. And i feel so lethagic, and for every 10-20 seconds, i have to stop and force myself to suck in big amount of air so that the air can go deep down into my lungs, and that doesn't always end up making me feel better because sometimes, despite sucking big amount of air, it still doesn't go in.&lt;br /&gt;And while working just now, for every 5 steps that i took, i had to stop down to breathe, the feeling, and even while typing this post, i am making the biggest effort to suck in large quantity of air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the past two nights, before going to sleep, there were moments when i got paranoid and was afraid that i might never wake up after the sleep, because who knows, because of the lack of air, i suffocated, and my heart stop pumping..that will be so terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna die now, there are so many things still unsaid, and so many things still not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, if this is not getting any better, i have to really consult a doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-1553224966051202707?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1553224966051202707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1553224966051202707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1553224966051202707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/1553224966051202707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-this-damn-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-8146205489243758677</id><published>2008-09-08T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:41:09.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was weary, was tired, was disappointed, was negative and was weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Indeed, when you begin to step out of your comfort zone, everything will just go crashing intially and its almost like the world is going upside down because its just not easy to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Furthermore, it will drain you, physically, mentally and emotionally, like a running tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Although my will is strong, but my flesh is really weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Often easily defeated by negative thoughts and circumstances, my capacity was just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; much, that it didnt take long for me to feel defeated over trivial issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was praying really hard, for God to pour his love upon me once again, because i felt really tired having to serve and love the people, because i felt that my only source of support comes from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But it didn't come immedialely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When wen jie asked me why was i looking down the other day, i told her i was ok, because i was afraid that it will be a burden to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And i felt that there was a shift for my focus, as i wasn't doing well in the area that i am called to be in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I told God, that yes, i have faith, but why are things still the way that it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But i chose to cling on, because i know, i serve a great God, and being defeated once, i know i am not gonna let it go once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I continue walking in faith, and i trust in God that He will speak to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And i thank God, for the service today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Was truely blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As we began to sing amazing grace, i just felt his unending grace that has always been upon my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And as pastor tan began sharing the word, i felt a touch, and the points almost stood out to me, answering to all my prayers and refilled that almost empty oil tank of mine. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And i began to realize that thou i was faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But i had self doubts, i doubted to whether am I really empowered to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I doubted myself, and the doubts blinded me from knowing that God has chose me and His has faith in me,as much as we have faith in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats when i began to realize, that God has been continuely doing His work, but i was too focus on my self-doubtfulness to see all the things that he has been doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now, as i am typing this entry, i was suddenly recalled of the angel and mortal game that we played just not long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God has always been sending angels to bless us because He knows that for us to be blessing others, He must first bless us, and its a on going cycle that runs with love and should never ever go dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And it never should, because God's love is the greatest of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But if we doubt ourselves, and feel that we are not worthy, no amount of love that God poured onto us will make us feel love, neither will any amount of blessing make us feel blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Because we are missing the point, God always believes in us, then why should we submit to the voice of the devil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am glad and truely blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the 3 thank you slips that kat,may and kenny wrote for me during the revealing of the angel and mortal games stood up to me once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That instancely broke the chains of the devil that has been telling me that I am not doing my things well, i am not doing good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So yea, when you feel the appreciation from God, you will feel extreamly comforted, and when you feel the appreciation from people, you are reassured that extream comfort comes from the works of God in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So yea..................hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;k....lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So anyway, i just got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And i haven bathe, and i feel really smelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slacked at Esplanade with kenny,mabel, weisiong, pengru and nicholas just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They did lots of crazy stunts, while I, sang of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL, and i realize, MABEL CAN WHISTLE LEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As in whistle register.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, i will be working at starbucks tomorrow, probably last or second last shift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And still deciding on whether to attend the camp on tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know what to say already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-8146205489243758677?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/8146205489243758677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=8146205489243758677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8146205489243758677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/8146205489243758677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-weary-was-tired-was-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5959322461819699267</id><published>2008-09-06T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:50:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xZh0odsIjs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xZh0odsIjs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/3V8u-t/music/z8028cAF/abba_take_a_chance_on_me/"&gt;take a chance on me - abba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Take A Chance On Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you change your mind, I'm the first in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you need me, let me know, gonna be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you put me to the test, if you let me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(That's all I ask of you honey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We can go dancing, we can go walking, as long as we're together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listen to some music, maybe just talking, get to know you better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Cos you know I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much that I wanna do, when I dream I'm alone with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I think you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you change your mind, I'm the first in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you need me, let me know, gonna be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you put me to the test, if you let me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Come on, give me a break will you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh you can take your time baby, I'm in no hurry, know I'm gonna get you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You don't wanna hurt me, baby don't worry, I ain't gonna let you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me tell you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love is strong enough to last when things are rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You say that I waste my time but I can't get you off my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Cos I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you change your mind, I'm the first in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you need me, let me know, gonna be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna do my very best, baby can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gotta put me to the test, take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna do my very best, baby can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gotta put me to the test, take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baa ba-ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey I'm still free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[fade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lazy to type in complete sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dotaed till 5.30am with K and his friend.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at &lt;s&gt;11am&lt;/s&gt; 12pm to Service Phone&lt;br /&gt;Met up with, K,M,M,R,W,J,G to &lt;s&gt;basketball&lt;/s&gt; slack&lt;br /&gt;Slacked and crapped.&lt;br /&gt;Met 3 cute kids Ni gei wo, wo bu dong.QiQi.&lt;br /&gt;Of which, 2 cried.&lt;br /&gt;Slack somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Walked.&lt;br /&gt;Crapped.&lt;br /&gt;Slept on train.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am experiencing, breathing difficulty due to flu and cough.&lt;br /&gt;Dieing any moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5959322461819699267?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5959322461819699267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5959322461819699267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5959322461819699267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5959322461819699267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-chance-on-me-abba-take-chance-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5225471753591820127</id><published>2008-09-06T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:16:10.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And my day?&lt;br /&gt;In sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguement.&lt;br /&gt;Flu&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Blister&lt;br /&gt;Bad hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Burned wrong disc.&lt;br /&gt;Nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling imcompentent.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment again.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;Had wrong thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And distance, once again, is never a problem.&lt;br /&gt;I really love the people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5225471753591820127?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5225471753591820127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5225471753591820127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5225471753591820127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5225471753591820127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-my-day-in-sequence.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-5517771205131668026</id><published>2008-09-03T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:18:40.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across a rare bulletin which caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, girls always complains that guys don't understand them.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't think girls understands us as much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: as much as i agree to some of the points, i don't agree with some of them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;21 things Girls dont realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;&lt;s&gt;You HAVE to read all of them and if you don't your going to come across with problems in your relationship for the next month!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;1) Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;2) Guys are more emotional than you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer then you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;3) Guys go crazy over a girl's smile(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;4) A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;5) Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;6) If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;7) A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;8) GUYS LOVE YOU MORE THEN YOU LOVE THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;9) Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole heck of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;10)If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;11)If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and he is really thinking about something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;12) When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;Guys rarely say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;13)When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;14)If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;15) When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln17"&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln18"&gt;16) Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln19"&gt;17)A guy would give the world to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln20"&gt;18)No guy can handle all his problems on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln21"&gt;He's just too stubborn to admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln22"&gt;19)NOT ALL GUYS ARE RUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln23"&gt;Just because ONE is RUDE doesnt mean he represents ALL of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln24"&gt;20)WHEN A GUY SACRIFICES HIS SLEEP AND HEALTH JUST TO TALK TO YOU, HE REALLY LIKES YOU AND WANTS TO BE WITH YOU AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln25"&gt;21)Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you he probably still does and if he had one wish it would be you to come back into his life&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln26"&gt;Everything said in this bulletin is TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my itunes randomly played a song recorded by me and wen jie 2-3years back in kun's house.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, and i have decided to share it with you guys. lol&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a very good take, and this is the only time we tried it, so yea, there are some errors here and there, and it isn't a studio recording, we simply used wen jie's zen neeon back then to record it, which explains the *zzzz zzzz " sound at the second chorus..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Jasmin is xiu wen, its a random christian name that we gave her a few years back. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CgtAgzBRpz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CgtAgzBRpz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/6HYlyl/music/irJMhlSR/jasminewenshun_jasmine_and_me_shi_jie_mo_ri/"&gt;Jasmine and Me - Shi Jie Mo Ri - Jasmine,WenShun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3818521741672401178-5517771205131668026?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5517771205131668026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5517771205131668026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5517771205131668026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5517771205131668026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/came-across-rare-bulletin-which-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-253379653808338656</id><published>2008-09-01T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:36:06.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have originally planned to rot, rest and slack for the whole of this week, at least till friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after today, i think i should reconsider the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no doubt good to rest, rot and slack at home, but i realize, in the meantime, i am eating alot of junk food!!! Lots of potato chips!&lt;br /&gt;And yea, there's nothing much for me to do at home anyway, most importantly, i am wasting my time away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, normal lifestyle shall resume soon, as soon as tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-253379653808338656?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/253379653808338656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=253379653808338656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/253379653808338656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/253379653808338656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-originally-planned-to-rot-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2567135096245180072</id><published>2008-09-01T01:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:07:48.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happening sunday night.</title><content type='html'>If not for the almost nationwide school holiday today, otherwise, you will rarely see people on the streets where i normally used to walk home from interchange back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got shocked when a blangladesh guy suddenly turned to me when i was overtaking him just now.&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, it was really horrifying, because the road is dark, and his dark and yea.&lt;br /&gt;And for the fact that he suddenly turned to me and caught me by surprised, i almost thought that it was the "4bia" movie that i watched earlier on thats is coming to haunt me for laughing too hard and over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was fast enough to calm my nerves and make out that, his a human, and took out my ear piece as he was trying to ask me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he began blabbling, " tam pa nis nan, tam pa nes nan"&lt;br /&gt;I was like, Huh? nan?&lt;br /&gt;It took me around 1minute to figure out what he was trying to say,  he began showing his finger, which obviously, not in a vulgar way, and that took another 15secs to count the number of fingers that he was showing, 15 secs to listen to what he was trying to say because i couldn't understand at all, and yea, 30 secs to finally digest the full thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was blabbling "tampines 9" instead of " tam pa nes nun"&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;But i was quite slow also, because obviously he was referring to avenue 9 cos street 9 doesn't even exist, yet i still ask him whether is it avenue, or street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some cow head don't match horse mouth conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I replied "i have no idea, sorry" and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;2minutes of my life wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, its really a happening sunday night, because there were quite a number of people on streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which, i walked pass xiong and liang.&lt;br /&gt;Some cycling kids.&lt;br /&gt;Some uncles.&lt;br /&gt;Some crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, i was walking pretty fast, and will not normally stop for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i am falling sick, probably got the virus from SGH, or otherwise, kennyeo.&lt;br /&gt;But argh, my throat is feeling weird, and i am sneezing like argh.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel good, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i chanced by my old file which i used during my secondary school days in my drawer.&lt;br /&gt;The blue one. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Whats amazing is..................!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i began flipping the pockets looking through the piles of piles of amaths notes that i used to treat it like gold(like real), and class photos(still gold, is real)&lt;br /&gt;2 $10 note fell off from the pocket right into the drawer, and i didnt realize it until i was done with the flipping and putting it back into the drawer, i saw it there!&lt;br /&gt;LoL, i thought it was my mom who put my next day allowance in, but no, when i asked her moments later, she gave it to me on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;I thought hard..Really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i remembered that i used to be very random, and that will sometimes do silly things.&lt;br /&gt;If i am not wrong, one of which was to slip in my allowance back then in my file so that i can save up=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i have clearly forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;Entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory sucks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hahaha, this is a pointless entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God, i need a renewing of mind and i desire for your love, show me how to love, like you have love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me love, sacrifice and serve your people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, my source of strength comes from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Lord, i need to be healthy, i need to be empowered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So that that people that i serve, and taking care of, can be healthy as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2567135096245180072?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2567135096245180072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2567135096245180072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2567135096245180072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2567135096245180072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/09/happening-sunday-night_01.html' title='Happening sunday night.'/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-2697641920798131642</id><published>2008-08-30T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:04:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After what hao said just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, probably sometimes, i am too focused over what i wanna say, and that i just speak right from my mind, i didn't even realize that i have gone wrong, or perhaps, the phrasing for my dialouge, make it seem that i am proving myself right.&lt;br /&gt;Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep apologize for that, but what i wanna say is, i didnt mean that, neither am i staying in the line where i wanna prove to everyone that yes i am right.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, and i don't labelled as pouring out words of wisdom, because i don't think i am wise enough to do that, i was simply sharing what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do meant it of good intention thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-2697641920798131642?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/2697641920798131642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=2697641920798131642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2697641920798131642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/2697641920798131642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-what-hao-said-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-776889276667362305</id><published>2008-08-30T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:12:40.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really shagged.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a happier note, I am officially freed from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to rest and get back my energy, hasn't been able to substain a conversation lately, probably because i get regularly mind blocks due to tireness.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch wall-e with hao and liang yesterday at PS.&lt;br /&gt;And its super cute and super nice, your should catch it as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i felt so cheated yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Because i bought a nestle ice cream for 3.30 at the 7-11 near PS when it usually cost only $1 at the 7-11 near my house!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about overpricing and cheating customer, 7-11 is darn good at it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after some bloghopping.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that meeting someone is no longer necissary anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Because its no longer vice-versa, like how it used to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-776889276667362305?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-3818521741672401178.post-7266456068096010681</id><published>2008-08-29T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:46:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yea! Angel and mortal game has ended.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i am also very excited to reveal my mortal.&lt;br /&gt;She's none other then.... THE BIG EYES MABEL!&lt;br /&gt;Although there are plenty of room for improvement, but i am still proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and, i just wanna take to opportunity to express my gratitude to my most beloved and the cutest angel that you can possibly ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle Cullen/Zhou. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you huh... for being such a sweet angel!:) But for that gugu and lame way to ask kathryn to send me that message was totally unnecessary lo, like i am so dumb like that. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;But yea, thank you for everything that you have done for me, and i love the chicken chop. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also wanna thank kenny, kathryn and may.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys just so much.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the angel and mortal game ended.&lt;br /&gt;Let this not be an end for us to continue being a blessing to others yea?&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to be in a game to show others how much we love others right?&lt;br /&gt;:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 2 days! and i am freed from work.&lt;br /&gt;It's slacking time and time to have some fun!, i have cleared everything next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am quite disappointed lah......... because i won't be able to visit school later of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch movies and most importantly....................&lt;br /&gt;MEET SOME PEOPLE UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-7266456068096010681?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/7266456068096010681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=7266456068096010681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7266456068096010681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/7266456068096010681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yea-angel-and-mortal-game-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-3334859064551356189</id><published>2008-08-28T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:27:26.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah, thanks to kian hao, i can get a good laugh before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Buay tahan, i find this damn funny. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BG0UAHQIQpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BG0UAHQIQpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i find this song damn nice to, thannks to kenny. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9F9q_k5TWqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9F9q_k5TWqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, off to sleep, gonna wake up early tomorrow.!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The thing about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Is i never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It kinda crept up and took me by surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And now there’s a voice inside my heart that’s got me wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Is this true, i want to hear it one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just a little louder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thing about you is you know just how to get me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You talk about us like there’s no end in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The thing about me is that i really want to let you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Open that door and walk into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just a little louder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And it feels like it’s the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And never in my whole life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again (x9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you tell me you’re in love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ohhh...Ohhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-3334859064551356189?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3334859064551356189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=3334859064551356189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3334859064551356189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3334859064551356189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/08/wah-thanks-to-kian-hao-i-can-get-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-3757023913902621025</id><published>2008-08-27T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:10:03.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How stupid can i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shopping for a gift at TM's minibits just now when one of the sales person approached me to see if she is of any help.&lt;br /&gt;Despite declining her offer a couple of times because i was quite indecisive towards what to buy, she persistently came and asked the same question.&lt;br /&gt;So on the final time that she came, i didnt declined her because i was too nice and polite to do so, but that conversation didnt last for more then 2mins before i hastely left the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SP&lt;/span&gt;: Your getting for a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Yea, but i have no idea what she likes cos we are not exactly that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SP&lt;/span&gt;: Oh,( started showing me some princess neckless design).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a glimse and tell her that its ok, i will just continue looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SP&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm..How old is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably because i was simply too tired, and too pre occupied with buying gift.&lt;br /&gt;I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Younger than Me&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales person, stunned for a moment, and mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I don't know your age..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing, i too stunned, as i began realising the mistake that i have made, and i left the store, embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth.. like what i have said, i was probably just too tired, i am not stupid. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't entire spoiled my mood lah, i just continue walking around TM and cs and thank God, i finally bought something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that touring, makes me realised that i am really not a fan for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work today was super, pointless.&lt;br /&gt;I walked around SGH from 9.30am to 6pm and all i did was walking and more walking, and visiting wards after wards just to look at beds, and not doing anything to it.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of walking, i was huming the part in stop and stare that goes;&lt;br /&gt;"Steady feet don't fail me now" repeatingly because i thought i was gonna collasp anytime soon then.&lt;br /&gt;And despite the nurse telling me that some of them are faulty, i couldn't help them service it because servicing wasn't my scope for the day.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, they were kind of disappointed. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i basically walked the whole day. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 2 days, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;And i am freed from WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have started work so soon, i haven even slacked enough!&lt;br /&gt;But to view it from another angle, when i get freed from work, i can slack with $$$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i am supposed to work on saturday, half day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i will be able to get off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its holiday already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tell you, although its the same old thing thats said over and over again every vaccasion.&lt;br /&gt;But i just wont get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i really miss your lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And specifically, my buds!&lt;br /&gt;:):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys really soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-3757023913902621025?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/3757023913902621025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=3757023913902621025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3757023913902621025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/3757023913902621025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-stupid-can-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3818521741672401178.post-1683566388461416715</id><published>2008-08-25T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:17:50.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BGR brings trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its sweet when you are in it, but its hurts the hell of out you when you are out of it.&lt;br /&gt;And it just like an equation, the sweeter it is, the more you feel the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very complicating, very complex, its like, when two people get together, the different different attributes that each of them carries will start to react and burst off into an reaction.&lt;br /&gt;And the number of reactions is probably uncountable.&lt;br /&gt;As an bystander, never ever get yourself too involved, your set of attributes will probably stir up another set of reactions making it even more complex, or otherwise, their set of reactions will probably stir up a reaction in you, affecting your mood as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind if you don't get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to relate to how they feel, but i know it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know how much to an extend it actually hurts, because i hasn't been through that before.&lt;br /&gt;What i know is, you are accountable to your ownselves, I can give advises, i can lend a listening ear, i can encourage, i can lend a shoulder for people to cry on, i can be there.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, thats all that i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, there's so many of such problems going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, i vow not to be the the guys that i have seen, never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i am not angry, nor frustrated, nor pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i am having dbis paper tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-1683566388461416715?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/1683566388461416715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=1683566388461416715&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818521741672401178.post-5820496361945005631</id><published>2008-08-24T02:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:50:48.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulation Wen Jie for graduating from SOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna thank my sweetest angel for the mug, I love it. Better then my starbucks tumbler. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SLBZHNGwVvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/11LSUumMoXU/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HC86iYgXvPk/SLBZHNGwVvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/11LSUumMoXU/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237784346943837938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no church tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Feel kind of weird to stay home on a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Probably spend it resting and mugging for some DBIS thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, i had a really long day.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, a really tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, its a saturday, and thats what its all about, tireness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i met up with bear, regarding my resignation.&lt;br /&gt;After talking to her, i reconsidered again.&lt;br /&gt;I know, i am being very fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;But because she didnt want me to leave, she offered an alternative for me to work one shift per alternate week.&lt;br /&gt;It's indeed a very good alternative for me to think about, because it definitely won't eat into my studies nor anything else by simply working 2 shift per month, and most importantly, taking away guilt and tireness thing, i actually do enjoy working!&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna think about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To michelle, i wanna see that smile on your face yea? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, i just love W143.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When pastor alex abraham did the impartation to us just now. I was praying strong, and felt His presense upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this vision.&lt;br /&gt;The eight of them, getting saved. that significant eight, brings me great joy and motivation!&lt;br /&gt;And, i saw myself excelling in my studies, and leading people, as a leader.&lt;br /&gt;I believe, and i'll press on, i will continue praying, and pray that i will break all negative mindset.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in God for his destiny upon my life, and i will glorify him.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818521741672401178-5820496361945005631?l=blahboon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/feeds/5820496361945005631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818521741672401178&amp;postID=5820496361945005631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5820496361945005631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818521741672401178/posts/default/5820496361945005631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahboon.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulation-wen-jie-for-graduating.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876522723227963017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HC86iYgXvPk/SLBZHNGwVvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/11LSUumMoXU/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
