<?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-2829175969792565583</id><updated>2011-08-29T21:19:01.452+08:00</updated><category term='liars'/><category term='Nostalgic'/><category term='national stadium'/><category term='imports'/><title type='text'>The WanderEr's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Parental Guidiance is advised</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8117619059814266055</id><published>2010-12-01T20:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:37:16.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been one year since I last updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this entry is for the Australia travel logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Western Australia, Perth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24 Nov-1 Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Nov, Wednesday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Packed my luggage and arrived at Budget Terminal around 1400.&lt;br /&gt;-Plane took off at around 1540&lt;br /&gt;-Reached Perth at around 2040&lt;br /&gt;-Shawn picked me and Gavin up.&lt;br /&gt;-Reached Shawn's house 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; later.( Canning Vale )&lt;br /&gt;-Night still early so decided to head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Burswood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for casino with Shawn's Dad (Uncle Simon).&lt;br /&gt;-Stayed at casino for around 2 hours. Played Texas Poker. Won 60 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Ate late night supper with Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;-Headed back to Shawn's house roughly 3am.&lt;br /&gt;-Good Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Nov, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up around 10am.&lt;br /&gt;-Met Shawn's cousin, Audrey. From the chat, we knew that she is a vegan ( diet excludes all animal products, such as dairy products, eggs, and honey)&lt;br /&gt;-Planned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had Pies for lunch (Microwaved Pies)&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to Murdoch University for a visit. Plainly walked around the campus and met up with some of Gavin's friends (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/Jennifer).&lt;br /&gt;-Decided to head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Caroulsel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and did some shopping with the others.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought a super HUGE chocolate and a box of chocolate nuts.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought some chicken pies for supper and drove to Shawn's friend, Warren house for some catch-up/party.&lt;br /&gt;-Wanted to buy some beers but instead we bought Mother (something like Red Bull)&lt;br /&gt;-Drove to Victoria Park for more suppers. Ate Fish &amp;amp; Chips.&lt;br /&gt;-Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov, Friday (Shawn's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up late&lt;br /&gt;-Skipped Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-Drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YUKI&lt;/span&gt; (Japanese restaurant) at Collins Road for lunch. Ate beef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;teriyaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tried the grass jelly drink. Thought it would be something unique but instead the drink can is exactly the same as Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to Warren's house to park Shawn's Mercedes because parking at the city is too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;-Took a bus to the city.Saw a cute little Asian chick but turned out she got fat legs. A couple of Australian chicks boarded the bus and they blasted the music real loud. Realised one of them is drunk.&lt;br /&gt;-Reached the city outskirts. Weather is REAL HOT.&lt;br /&gt;-Shopped at the some random streets. Gavin wanted to buy almost everything but he complained of no money.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought a wallet, belt, shirt, short, bottle and some souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;-Saw a busker performing some tricks. Apparently, he juggled 3 balls but claimed that he juggled 5 instead (plus two of his own balls).&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to Valentino Cafe for birthday dinner with Shawn's family (Uncle Simon, Aunt Angie, Shawn's sisters, Mercedes and Madison). Ate Seafood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-Hopped a ride back to Warren's house. Had to squeeze 6 people in a car.&lt;br /&gt;-Arrived at Warren's house and drove back to the city for some clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to The Court (Gay and Lesbian's Club). Stayed there for an hour plus. Drank Heineken and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vodka&lt;/span&gt; Lime. Shawn and Gavin claimed that they saw some girls trying to dance with me but I stood there like a rock. (Can't blame me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i never see them)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Club&lt;/span&gt; closed quite early (1am). Walked to another club, RISE. Dun really like the trans music there. Exit the club like 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; later. Shawn and Gavin had something secretive which they did not share.&lt;br /&gt;-While on the way of driving back home, Shawn's friend, Joe Han called for a quick catch-up with Shawn. Drove to some random restaurant and chat for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;-Left afterwards for home.&lt;br /&gt;-Good Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nov, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up late&lt;br /&gt;-Skipped Breakfast. Drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (owned by Uncle Simon) with Shawn's friend, Brandon. Had chicken steak and tenderloins for lunch. Uncle Simon cooked the tenderloins and they are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;-Brandon suggested cliff-jumping. In the end, we didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;-Picked Madison and Shawn's Cousin, Aaron from school and fetched them back home.&lt;br /&gt;-Tried to drive at some random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;carpark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; under the supervision of Shawn and Gavin. Speed should be ranging from 10km/hr to 20km/hr. It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mercedes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Mundaring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for pizza. The shop, Little Caesars sold really fantastic pizzas. Desert pizza that we had is one of the best food i ate at Australia. The combination of the thick sweet chocolate crust plus the ice-cream icing on the pizza itself is heaven-made. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dun't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; think Singapore has one. ( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littlecaesars.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.littlecaesars.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) Maybe can try to invest on opening one in Singapore in the near future,(&lt;br /&gt;-Decided to buy Uncle Simon a carton of Corona beer because of the numerous dinner/lunch treat he gave.&lt;br /&gt;-Drove back home.&lt;br /&gt;-Went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Burswood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; Poker. Won 110 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Headed back home&lt;br /&gt;-Good night &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 Nov, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Supposed to wake up early but instead woke up late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Freo&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Fremantle&lt;/span&gt;) with Shawn's cousin, Audrey and his sister, Madison. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Decided to head to Farmer's Market first for some breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ate some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Salvadorian&lt;/span&gt; food and ice-coffee for breakfast. Sat down on the grass patch and enjoyed the breeze. Went around and shopped for some groceries. Audrey bought some plants for gardening And Madison had her face painted with a picture of bunny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Freo&lt;/span&gt;. Walked to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Fremantle&lt;/span&gt; Market for some shopping. Bought tons of souvenirs such as solar-powered key chains (Liverpool logo and Ferrari logo), boomerang, Kangaroo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;soft toy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nougats&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Grabbed some strawberries. (4 boxes for 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Walked to the museum across the grass patch. Weather is really good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Visited the "shipwrecked" museum (kinda forget the name of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt;). Entry by donation. Instead of looking at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;artifacts&lt;/span&gt;, five of us just sit down on the chairs, relaxing after a long walk at the market. Nearly fell asleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-After resting, headed for more shopping. Played some arcade games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Shawn's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; came afterwards and joined in. Bought some organic product from a shop (honey plus some free biscuits). Shawn kinda '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;' a bit because i think Gavin gossiped some of Shawn's stuff in front of Audrey. Not really sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they refused to tell me what.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Brewery&lt;/span&gt; was the next stop. Ordered "White Rabbit". Kinda like the beer. Chit-chat for a while before walking to a fish-and-chip restaurant for dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Shawn's friends (Eric, Andrew and Richard) joined us for dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Mercede's&lt;/span&gt; friend, Nicole tagged along. We ate mussels, fish and chips, scallops, french fries and wedges. Once again, Shawn's parent footed the bit. Kinda bad for letting them treat us again. Audrey ate only salads since she is a vegan and obviously she could only eat veggie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Chocolateria&lt;/span&gt; San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Churro&lt;/span&gt; shop. Ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;churro&lt;/span&gt; but had a hard time finishing it because the dinner really made us very full. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ladies'&lt;/span&gt; stomach still had the capacity to contain those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;churros&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed back to Shawn's house. Felt kinda regretted not taking a group photo just now during the dinner/desert.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Decided to head for casino since the night still young. Shawn's friends tagged along.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lost about 200 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;. Stopped and played Truth Or Dare with Shawn's friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Been asked to create a Truth question for a gal (I think her name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt;) to answer. Decided to be nice by asking her age. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Watched&lt;/span&gt; soccer at the same time (Liverpool VS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Tottenham&lt;/span&gt;). First half-Liverpool played like champions. Should have gotten more goals before half-time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed back to Shawn's place before the match ended. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Realised that Uncle Simon is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;liverpool&lt;/span&gt; fan too. In the end, Liverpool lost 2-1. Sack Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Hodgson&lt;/span&gt; please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Good Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 Nov, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Woke up like damn early (7.45am to be exact) for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Lancelin&lt;/span&gt;. Struggled to get off bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Showered and drove to buy coffee. Gavin drove Shawn's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt; and while turning a corner, he spilled the coffee at the front seat. Had a hard time trying to clear up the mess. Coffee scent was hard to get rid of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Drove about 1 1/2 hour to reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Lancelin&lt;/span&gt;. (Gavin/Shawn took turn to drive)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ate fish burger for lunch and hired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;sand board&lt;/span&gt; for surfing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Scenery&lt;/span&gt; damn good. Watched a couple of people trying to unload their yacht to the sea. Wish we could hire one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Sand board&lt;/span&gt;. Had difficulty at gliding down. Sat down on top of the 'sand mountain' and admired the sea view from up there. Tiring to keep running up to the peak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed back to return the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;sand board&lt;/span&gt; and drove to search for more attractions/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;sceneries. &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately, we couldn't find the location we wanted to go. Gave up so drove back to Livingston.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-On the way back, washed up the car and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; the car carpets. Cleared up the sand that got into our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;clothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Drove back Shawn's place for a quick shower. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Drove to Outback Jack for dinner. Ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Aus&lt;/span&gt; beef skewer. Kinda regretted because it did not taste as good as i expected. There's a 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; challenge which the challenger had to finish a 1kg steak plus sides. If the challenge is completed, a shirt will be presented and the steak will be half-priced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Returned to Shawn's place. Played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; for a while. But fell asleep once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; was installed at Shawn's room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Good night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Nov, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Woke up at around 7.56am but the rest were not awake yet. Decided to sleep for a while more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Slacked and played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; (Super Mario Kart)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Drove down for lunch. Steak once again. This time, i found the steak better than last night. Free-flow of drinks+salads+fruit+desert. Awesome. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Did some last min shopping at a nearby shopping centre. Bought more chocolate and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;thumb drive&lt;/span&gt;. Drove around to search for shops that sold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Jerky&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Headed back to Shawn's place to pack luggage. Had a hard time trying to squeeze stuff. Reason being the huge chocolate we bought on last Thursday. Definitely couldn't fit the luggage. Couldn't hand-carry because we only limit to carry one hand-carry bag. Decided to check-in as fragile good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Aunt Angie cooked the LAST DINNER for us. Ate with Shawn's family members. Chinese food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Time to head for the airport. Uncle Simon drove us to the airport while Shawn's sisters and mum tagged along by driving another car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Wanted to take a photo with his family but due to some reasons, the photos were not taken. Kinda regretted. Shawn's family bid goodbye to him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Bought JIM BEAM whiskey (200ml)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Plane took off around 2135&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Arrived Singapore around 2.20am. Really uncomfortable in the plane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Took a cab back home after buying some sandwiches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-HOME SWEET HOME (and back to army)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Australians are really friendly. They are really polite and asked like, "How are you, mate?", "Good day, mate!" It is really different, compared to Singaporean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Regret not taking more photos of people. Gavin always takes photos of buildings/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;infrastructure. &lt;/span&gt;I feel that they are useless since you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need to travel all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Aus&lt;/span&gt; just to take those photos; you can just download it. Photos of people are more worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Kinda love the slow-pace lifestyle of Perth. It is like time just pass slower in Perth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Shops closed at around 1730. That shows how slack the Australians(just kidding)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Disappointed of missing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;couch surfing&lt;/span&gt; meet-up at Brass Monkey on 24 Nov since it started at around 1730 but our plane landed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;Aus&lt;/span&gt; around 2030.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Will definitely like to visit Perth one more time. Maybe worked there. Maybe even stayed there after retirement.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expenses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-750 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;SGD&lt;/span&gt; Dollar (left 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;) for Expenses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-420 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;SGD&lt;/span&gt; Dollar for Air Ticket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Total of 1170 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;SGD&lt;/span&gt; spent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Well-spent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOQAGygzI/AAAAAAAAAow/jBNjZzQptMA/s1600/156209_1531973374453_1088336949_31464178_6544509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546831927873536818" style="WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOQAGygzI/AAAAAAAAAow/jBNjZzQptMA/s320/156209_1531973374453_1088336949_31464178_6544509_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPumVHuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/YoBzsy9lh-4/s1600/156061_1531973014444_1088336949_31464176_7698968_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546831923173990114" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPumVHuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/YoBzsy9lh-4/s320/156061_1531973014444_1088336949_31464176_7698968_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desert at Freo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPYW2k3I/AAAAAAAAAog/pbReu8axMck/s1600/154647_1531971294401_1088336949_31464171_5518258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546831917203493746" style="WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPYW2k3I/AAAAAAAAAog/pbReu8axMck/s320/154647_1531971294401_1088336949_31464171_5518258_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPNBKnGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/NKHRNDRCQgk/s1600/154182_1531972534432_1088336949_31464174_1616345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546831914159742050" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOPNBKnGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/NKHRNDRCQgk/s320/154182_1531972534432_1088336949_31464174_1616345_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOO4vI-SI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SSVuPcWFIGU/s1600/150811_1531971094396_1088336949_31464170_7399234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546831908715428130" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOO4vI-SI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SSVuPcWFIGU/s320/150811_1531971094396_1088336949_31464170_7399234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpRk2VJ07I/AAAAAAAAAo4/ww9lcWLJ5FQ/s1600/CIMG1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546835584561566642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpRk2VJ07I/AAAAAAAAAo4/ww9lcWLJ5FQ/s320/CIMG1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8117619059814266055?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8117619059814266055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8117619059814266055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8117619059814266055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8117619059814266055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-one-year-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/TPpOQAGygzI/AAAAAAAAAow/jBNjZzQptMA/s72-c/156209_1531973374453_1088336949_31464178_6544509_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2696249871163662186</id><published>2009-12-11T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:14:12.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I knew i never blogged for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. For a start, my duty last night was just plain extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart Attack&lt;br /&gt;Colonel&lt;br /&gt;CAMO&lt;br /&gt;2 MOs&lt;br /&gt;High-ranked Audience&lt;br /&gt;Combine all of the elements above and it became the resus case last night.&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline just keep pumping through our veins. You can just sense the chaotic yet excitement in the atmosphere. Everyone is so concentrated on doing their role and putting their 100 percent effort. It's not like the other resus which some just couldn't be bothered. What is this resus compared to the others? The other resus cases such as fracture, physical exhaustion, heat injuries, fits are so inferior with comparison of the heart attack suffered by the colonel last night. That's what a resus should be. It should be one that can endanger one's life and put their lives on a thin thread of line. The position of the patient played a part too. How many medics will get to "operate" on a Colonel? Not plentiful, i guess. I am not implying that others are inferior due to the insignificant rank. Everyone should be equal and be treated same, regardless of colonel or recruit. But who can deny the difference of a colonel and recruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of accompanying the patient on an wailing ambulance is a lifetime experience. At that moment of time, you are the King of the Traffic. Every other cars have to hail your presence and let you pass by them. You can honk at cars that refused to give way, have the authority to turn left or right without waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night was such a blast. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:Will blog about the china trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2696249871163662186?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2696249871163662186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2696249871163662186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2696249871163662186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2696249871163662186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-knew-i-never-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5431794482710409993</id><published>2009-07-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:22:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Hey,can i ask u a question?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, what troubles you then?"&lt;br /&gt;"Terrible things happen in this world.If God loves us and has the power to change our situation, He would prevent our pain,wouldn't he?"&lt;br /&gt;"Would he?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well.If God loves us and He can protect us,He would have to.He seems that he is either omnipotent and uncaring, or benevolent and powerless to help."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any children?"&lt;br /&gt;"No,why?"&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine you have a eight-year old kid,would you love him?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course."&lt;br /&gt;"Would you do everything in your power to prevent pain from his life?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course."&lt;br /&gt;"Would you let him skateboard?"&lt;br /&gt;"Erm..yeah,i guess.I will let him skateboard but i'll ask him to be careful."&lt;br /&gt;"Then, would you run behind him and mollycoddle him?"&lt;br /&gt;"No,i wouldn't.He should learn to be independent."&lt;br /&gt;"But what if he fell and skinned his knee."&lt;br /&gt;"He would then learn how to be more careful and gained more experience out of it."&lt;br /&gt;"So although you have the power to interefere and prevent him from pain, you would choose to show your love by letting him learn his lesson."&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, pain is part of growing up.It's how we learn."&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly"&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5431794482710409993?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5431794482710409993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5431794482710409993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5431794482710409993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5431794482710409993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/07/heycan-i-ask-u-question-sure-what.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3350601321471210743</id><published>2009-07-06T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:27:12.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I admit that i had only listened to only a few songs of Michael Jackson and is not a fan of his songs due to the generation gap. However, when the news of him passing away break out, i start to search the net about his videos out of curiousity and the reasons why so many people around the world worshipped him. Then, i realised why he was such a hit during the past few decades. His amazing dazzling dance moves and the soothing voice of his engraved his name deep in our heart. I realised that after his death, most of the coverage of his news were mainly about how great he is and the loss of the legend. It is mainly about his positive contributions such as the large amount of money he donated to the charity and his impact on the music industry in grooming new talents. What about the accusation of child molestation and the lavish spending of his fortune? Where does the negative background of Michael Jackson go? Does that mean death can erase the sins or crimes that one has committed and remind the living of what positive contribution you have done to the society? If that is the case, death is bigger than sins. And we should all die to erase our sins because we are all sinful in one or the another way, right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3350601321471210743?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3350601321471210743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3350601321471210743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3350601321471210743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3350601321471210743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-admit-that-i-had-only-listened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5700092723076903301</id><published>2009-06-06T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:00:03.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POP LE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipywPAMEBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/duVDio4TRpY/s1600-h/CIMG0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344210080815124498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipywPAMEBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/duVDio4TRpY/s320/CIMG0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheng da,zheng xuan (my ooc buddy) and rafli (the MRF-to-be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Sipyv5DLXUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/527Uoee4JLY/s1600-h/CIMG0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344210074922081602" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Sipyv5DLXUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/527Uoee4JLY/s320/CIMG0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Sipyvmmu0-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/rPvB1K9yrgg/s1600-h/CIMG0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344210069970932706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Sipyvmmu0-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/rPvB1K9yrgg/s320/CIMG0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bed buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipyvXzGvUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/1l5pyDAHn0Y/s1600-h/CIMG0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344210065996299586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipyvXzGvUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/1l5pyDAHn0Y/s320/CIMG0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipyvPVVQHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-oI0nTpyJ_Y/s1600-h/CIMG0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344210063723937906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipyvPVVQHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-oI0nTpyJ_Y/s320/CIMG0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;platoon3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvKX784-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/mYsT0_Yy3Co/s1600-h/CIMG0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206131843359714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvKX784-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/mYsT0_Yy3Co/s320/CIMG0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvKKWHX7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/cHXSpjV60aU/s1600-h/CIMG0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206128195002290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvKKWHX7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/cHXSpjV60aU/s320/CIMG0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another another shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvJkOFjVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/hX9_9_oxkYo/s1600-h/CIMG0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206117960781138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvJkOFjVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/hX9_9_oxkYo/s320/CIMG0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvJbAIA-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/upyV5hOGXXI/s1600-h/CIMG0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206115486303202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipvJbAIA-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/upyV5hOGXXI/s320/CIMG0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQwkEc3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NsLpxYcrD1c/s1600-h/CIMG0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201843486782322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQwkEc3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NsLpxYcrD1c/s320/CIMG0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family exclude my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQpKLvII/AAAAAAAAAf0/c6lMoqaAoPw/s1600-h/CIMG0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201841499159682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQpKLvII/AAAAAAAAAf0/c6lMoqaAoPw/s320/CIMG0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQVNKTbI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TtfntEc8y2w/s1600-h/CIMG0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201836142939570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprQVNKTbI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TtfntEc8y2w/s320/CIMG0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;platoon3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprP8D31jI/AAAAAAAAAfk/x9hlCkYJEE4/s1600-h/CIMG0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201829393094194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprP8D31jI/AAAAAAAAAfk/x9hlCkYJEE4/s320/CIMG0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marching past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprPuwNwNI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pLWCHkG9H-M/s1600-h/CIMG0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201825820983506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SiprPuwNwNI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pLWCHkG9H-M/s320/CIMG0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing in attention&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;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5700092723076903301?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5700092723076903301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5700092723076903301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5700092723076903301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5700092723076903301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/06/pop-le-cheng-dazheng-xuan-my-ooc-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SipywPAMEBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/duVDio4TRpY/s72-c/CIMG0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7120766262084753946</id><published>2009-05-30T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:30:09.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.javno.com/slike/slike_3/r1/g2009/m05/y202144207374521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://www.javno.com/slike/slike_3/r1/g2009/m05/y202144207374521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H1N1 seriously come at the wrong time. Why must it be the time when i passed out of medic vocation? Now with those precautions such as temperature-taking, wearing of suffocating masks, etc that should be instilled in medical centre when the alert raises to orange code. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanna be carefree medic whose job is to dispense medicine and slack in the medical centre, waiting for my shift to end. Maybe i can pass time by playing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; or reading a novel or 2. No trouble at all, just waiting the hour clock to shift hour by hour. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, i guess i can kiss goodbye to that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scenerio&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All thanks to the H1N1 virus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7120766262084753946?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7120766262084753946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7120766262084753946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7120766262084753946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7120766262084753946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/05/h1n1-seriously-come-at-wrong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1389233588102763198</id><published>2009-03-29T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:05:21.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bannerhealth.com/NR/rdonlyres/221C6B8C-9662-4291-B9E7-50E7C646AB47/32982/needle.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://www.bannerhealth.com/NR/rdonlyres/221C6B8C-9662-4291-B9E7-50E7C646AB47/32982/needle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poking IV tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please.i beg you,my good nice buddy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please poke my vein accurately and not my muscle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1389233588102763198?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1389233588102763198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1389233588102763198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1389233588102763198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1389233588102763198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/03/poking-iv-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2391477291539530290</id><published>2009-03-16T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:15:11.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;well,i've nothing else to do for now so i decide to have a quick update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Result had been released like decades ago. And i stil have not make up my mind of what courses to choose. My results? It's not up to my expectation by one grade. And i did not expect my H1 biology got a D instead lor. Maybe they minus points off since i took the exam under special conditions. If they really deduct points off because of that reason, i rather not take it under special condition. Other than that, i dun know why i got such grade for biology. Actually, i've been pondering whether should i retake as a private candidate since i knew that i screwed up some of my papers such as mathematics and biology. Due to the fact that i've been enlisted as a pec c soldier, it means that i have chances to get into a 8-5 kind of posting. However, the matter of the fact that my status is C1/L1 (the highest rank in pes c) means that i have a chance to get into a combat unit which in other words means that i do not get enough time to study. That why it is a gamble. To retake or not to retake. Looking at the other side of the picture, retaking does not mean a guarantee of better grades and better courses to choose from. The lack of consulation from teachers and the need to concentrate for long hours suggest that it would be a tough one. Moreover, the lack of sleep that is carried over after a late night study may not allow me to carry out my tasks that my job required. Moreover, i was not sure whether the results of my first a level would be voided. Therefore, i would be taking an unneccessary risk. Some people commented that having a degree is actually good enough no matter what courses u go since eventually you will get your pay and survive. Even if you are employed for your dream job, I am sure that the passion will extinguish after a couple of years. The harsh reality is that at the end of the day, all that matter is $$$/money. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going open house last week made me decided that i should go into engineering courses. The problem now is that the engineering courses that i wanted to enter had slightly better grade. And the fact that i got a D for biology makes it all complicated. The irony is that i am trying to get into bio-engineering course with a D for biology.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2391477291539530290?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2391477291539530290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2391477291539530290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2391477291539530290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2391477291539530290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/03/wellive-nothing-else-to-do-for-now-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7189616343647408232</id><published>2009-03-15T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:37:02.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 past man united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 past real madrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyone wants more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7189616343647408232?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7189616343647408232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7189616343647408232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7189616343647408232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7189616343647408232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-past-man-united-4-past-real-madrid.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1978742138122920797</id><published>2009-03-01T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:57:10.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end is near.&lt;br /&gt;Army life is not as bad as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;Bunk mates and platoon mates are friendly and we have a lot of fun together. UNOs, bridge, chess, snake and ladder, FHM magazines kept us occupied for the first confinement period.&lt;br /&gt;Pes c army life is good. Everyone in my company seemed to have special 'abilities' which made them enroll into pes c in the first place. That sort of made us unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled that i once witnessed that someone was undergoing ippt cat test when he dislocated his shoulder. It happened at the shuttle run station when he was about to make a 180 degree turn. He slipped and his shoulder dislocated as a result. Then, the medics came rushing. Out of the blue, he managed to pull back his shoulder by himself just by standing up and continued the rest of the station normally. Everyone was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another one that dislocated his shoulder two times during confinement week. If i am not wrong, it happened in the same week. The first time he slipped and fell into the drain while the second time occurred when he was doing jumping jets during 5BX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sidenote, result day is this coming friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;br /&gt;Wish that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;br /&gt;Yearn that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;br /&gt;Desire that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;br /&gt;Plead that my result can get me into my desired course in the local university.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1978742138122920797?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1978742138122920797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1978742138122920797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1978742138122920797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1978742138122920797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-is-near.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-764997880166451953</id><published>2009-01-27T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:31:39.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;goodbye to late night sleep&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to mahjong session&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to epl matches&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to movies&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to music&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to good food&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to psp&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to labtop&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to bed&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to new year&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to hair &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye to postcrossing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;welcome to tekong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-764997880166451953?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/764997880166451953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=764997880166451953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/764997880166451953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/764997880166451953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-to-late-night-sleep-goodbye-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1470099481255212360</id><published>2009-01-15T18:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:56:06.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's not much to update since nothing interesting happened these few days due to the facts that i've been busy watching movies and most of the people i knew went to army early. Practically, i just waiting for my turn to get in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahjong-ed yesterday at my place with jerome,maoand one of jerome's classmate who i already forgot his name.Mao and jerome had never met before in their whole life but the connection with me enable them to do it. I think we start at 1.30pm and ended at 5pm. Ended up that mao was the biggest winner and jerome lost the most-17 i think. Mao won 30 so i got a treat from him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physiotherapy today.I wanted to pon since its in the morning and there's no point of travelling all the way to NUS for a treatment of about an hour,then packed up and headed home. And i had to go back like every week. Thought of ponning but the fact that i pon the last time meant that i had no choice to go for it. Physiotherapy is kinda like gym exercise except that there's someone guiding you of what kinda of exercise do. And i am kinda glad that i'll be doing it for the last time before heading to army,at least for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondered over a plant which cost around $80,000 last week when having dinner at Chong Pang.&lt;br /&gt;So i searched the net and came out a list of "what-you-can-do-with-$80,000?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/cars/images/2008/05/09/fisker_prototype_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://blog.wired.com/cars/images/2008/05/09/fisker_prototype_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps,an Henrick Fisker car to drive you around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topnews.in/usa/files/Elliot_Spitzer.jpeg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://www.topnews.in/usa/files/Elliot_Spitzer.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do a Spitzer and spent the cash on high-priced hookers. But be ready for a resignation letter if you are caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SW8idaDi8AI/AAAAAAAAAe4/j2Yn_oxTz6M/s1600-h/simpleweather.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291485975789367298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SW8idaDi8AI/AAAAAAAAAe4/j2Yn_oxTz6M/s320/simpleweather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get to know the weather around the world at your fingertips by buying SimpleWeather, a nifty website which brings you weather information when you enter a zip code or city name into a simple form.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51AcWvxlkzL.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51AcWvxlkzL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play a role in reducing the starvation in Africa by buying 1,334 World food programme feed bags at $59.95 each which feeds a child in school for one year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://alcohol-rehab-directory.com/PicPassagesMalibuFacility.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://alcohol-rehab-directory.com/PicPassagesMalibuFacility.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No worries for drug addiction since you can get yourself in five weeks at Los Angeles' most expensive rehab center, Passages Addiction Cure Center, which costs $67,550 per month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://missionaryroad.com/Wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/tyree-catch-super-bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://missionaryroad.com/Wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/tyree-catch-super-bowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advertise products during the commercial time during the SuperBowl for less than 1 second since 1 second cost 90,000. Unless the consumers have super-power eyes, it'll be a waste of money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1470099481255212360?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1470099481255212360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1470099481255212360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1470099481255212360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1470099481255212360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-not-much-to-update-since-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SW8idaDi8AI/AAAAAAAAAe4/j2Yn_oxTz6M/s72-c/simpleweather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4691827839909252490</id><published>2009-01-02T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:07:43.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing mahjong with indian is an unique and enriching experience.It made Chinese realise the power of chinese language and made them feel graditude for having to learn it. Because it is so troublesome to refer to the chinese-to-english-translation-note for the interpretion of the chinese characters printed on the tiles. So learning chinese is not a bad thing afterall. At least u get to know the meaning of the tiles u had. And i just realise that dong is not north.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4691827839909252490?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4691827839909252490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4691827839909252490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4691827839909252490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4691827839909252490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8238207500697123165</id><published>2008-12-28T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:13:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okay.I almost forget that i have this blog here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basically,i am bored these few days seriously. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Football Manager 09 kept me accompany.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Besides,i've been watching hong kong drama. And i must say that those hong kong dramas are one thousand times better than singapore's in terms of quality and quantity. Those Singapore dramas such as the little Nyonga (spelling not sure), qian hua duo duo kai are so predictable and its a waste of time to watch. Therefore, i've been given up on those shows since like secondary school. So horrays to hong kong or taiwan dramas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oya.i've been searching for job but its all in vain. I send my resume to them and they do not bother to reply whether they have accepted or rejected. That sums up the attitude of fellow singaporeans.They should at least inform the applicants of their decisions,instead of displaying of their dun-give-a-damn attitude. So i have given up on those.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.i just watch the liverpool match and i think we've a great chance of clinching the premier league title if we maintain this kind of rich form we have right now. The main tactic is plain and simple which is just to keep possession and spread the play around to our wings. If we stay injury-free and get our backline as stable as a rock, i think it will be ours eventually. Today, Leiva is fantastic,especially the through pass to gerrard that make it 1-4 and a couple of headers. He deserved a pat on his back after this performance and he is just 20 odd so there's a bright future ahead of him. Lastly, Given is just simply magnificent. Without him, the score could be double-digits. I think he is even better than buffon or casillas due to his leak-holes defence. Unfortunately, he is injury-prone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half a season has passed. Another half gone and the title will be ours.you'll never walk alone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8238207500697123165?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8238207500697123165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8238207500697123165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8238207500697123165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8238207500697123165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5771056541205805655</id><published>2008-12-07T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:56:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It has been ages since i last updated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been quite a hectic week since prom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a ritual which it's compulsory to attend. It is regarding the swooping of the photo of my deceased grandfather. I heard from my mum that there's some bubbles appearing at the surface of the photo and its not a good sign. Therefore, my grandma decides to change for a better one. I should say its supersitious since the dead should not be concern about the appearance of their photos since they have already passed on and maybe reincarnate into another form of being. Since i do not have any say in those matters, i just have to follow suit and proceed with the procedures. I am glad that it lasted only 4 hours. Afterwards, i headed home but only to realise that i forget to retreive my house key. Moreover, my psp choose to give up on me and the battery goes empty. As a result, it leave me a sole alternative that is to gym which i never do for ages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met up with louis to travel to suntec city to collect jersey from someone from the net. Something life-threatening yet funny happened during the trip back. The bus actually crashed into an industrial tram. Its quite stupid considered that the bus driver had the whole time of his life to react but he still choose to crash into the tram in front. He's under no pressure at all. Oya. I forget to mention that the tram is not moving at all. During that magical interval of anticipating the crash, i can hear the gasps and screams of the passengers on the bus. After it banged, louis laughed like there's no better joke in the world. Then, the bus driver headed out of the bus and retreive the broken side-mirror and continued to drive as though nothing happened. We took note of the magical 4 numbers on the number plate but it never open. Maybe the crash is not significant enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5771056541205805655?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5771056541205805655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5771056541205805655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5771056541205805655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5771056541205805655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-been-ages-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4428820858696857133</id><published>2008-11-16T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:01:17.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you read the recent news about the fatal attack of a malaysian by the three white tigers in the Singapore zoo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a lot of version on the reason why he sought death. Is that an accident? Is that a sucide? The claims that it is an accident proves unreliable from the source of a video clip and some of his last words to his colleages. However, if one really want to commit sucide, he should just seek for a quick fast death. By subjecting himself to the bites and thrust of the tigers, it is a much painful death and effectively place him under the spotlight. Surely, nobody will care about fame and popularity after death. The reason that i can think of is because of his rashness and the lack of thinking-of-the-consequences mindset. What he has done is rather irresponsible. He may have already left this world but he brings another dimension of pain and sufferings to those who treasure and love him. On the viewpoint of a stranger, what's more can i say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rest in peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4428820858696857133?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4428820858696857133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4428820858696857133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4428820858696857133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4428820858696857133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-read-recent-news-about-fatal.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7051465950542392722</id><published>2008-11-05T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:48:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's my birthday today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day when Obama is elected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7051465950542392722?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7051465950542392722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7051465950542392722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7051465950542392722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7051465950542392722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-my-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5716408387144058183</id><published>2008-11-01T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:36:01.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda dull on studying numerous facts while the people on the other side of Earth most probably decorate themselves with frightening costumes,going around and screaming "trick or treat". Big round smiles then surfaced on the faces from those who collected the most amount of sweets or successfully scared the hell out of their friends or soaking the atmosphere. No matter which catogorise they fall into, they are definitely enjoying themselves. Little do they know that on the other side of where they are, we are actually slogging.&lt;br /&gt;19 more days.Just 19 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5716408387144058183?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5716408387144058183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5716408387144058183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5716408387144058183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5716408387144058183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-43137763892359128</id><published>2008-10-31T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:18:43.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am glad to know after all these torrid long time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now it's time to tighten your belt(belt) and go for the ride of your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the sidenote,i need all the smiles Lady luck can spare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile&lt;/strong&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SQnmby6bM4I/AAAAAAAAATw/puq_kKgu-FQ/s1600-h/dog-smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262991004756816770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SQnmby6bM4I/AAAAAAAAATw/puq_kKgu-FQ/s320/dog-smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-43137763892359128?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/43137763892359128/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-2829175969792565583.post-1265280641436179526</id><published>2008-10-15T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:29:16.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swollen eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Damn.I do not want to be enlisted that early.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That spells shorter holidays and more time spent on exercising to get ready for army life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Besides,my right eye is as swollen as a .....(filled in yourself).And i looked weird with one of my eyes looking larger than the other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polyclinics are cheapskate seriously;you enter a room and after 5 mins, you are out of the room.Its perfectly alright if everyone is treated as the same manner but the one who entered before me took a lifespan of half an hour out of my entire life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final conclusion: do not visit the polyclinic anymore.spend a few more bucks to get a better treatment from a private doctor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oya.i am enjoying post-crossing.its fun to trade postcards with foreigners and interact with some pen-pals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1265280641436179526?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1265280641436179526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1265280641436179526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1265280641436179526'/><link 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya,why should i lie? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hypocrites. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huh? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know its not the truth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm.How do you know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That does not matter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya i am lying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's up really? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its undescribeable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is that really hard to explain? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes it is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never mind.i know it anyway. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, you do not. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes i know. Stop brooding over it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooding over what? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what i am implying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am trying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try harder. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am tired of trying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you must.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sick of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop giving yourself excuses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more can i do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can do everything else if you stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think its that easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No that why i ask you to try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think i just let it continue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Continue?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya,why not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz its stupid and senseless.Do you know the truth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, i do not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth lies within you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do i find it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close your eyes and search your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you find it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still finding it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will take time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you know so much of my affairs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does that really matter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, it does.Please tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz i am you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you be there next time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks. I appreciate that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome.I wish you luck.We meet again sometimes soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-92154355108358962?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/92154355108358962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=92154355108358962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/92154355108358962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/92154355108358962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5036846018484772145</id><published>2008-10-04T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:21:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i think i am just been cursed,seriously.No kidding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone knows that it is an unspeakable rule that finders keepers. The first instinct is to keep your findings, the other factors came latter unless you are those ungreedy types. However,have you ever wonder that the reason behind the "left-behind item"? Most people will think that it is due to the absent-mindedness or carelessness of the keepers. Looking at another angle, that might not be the case if you add in some supernatural elements into it. Is that really wise to take and keep any foreign object you found on the ground? What if that is a disaster in diguise of a blessing? Of cause, there is no any scientific evidence to support this theory of mine. However, think carefully. It is not completely wrong to side with my perspective. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The conclusion of the story is not to pick up any foreign object and keep it as your possessions as you maybe secretly been cursed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps;i'm not the one but made a scapegoat of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps;if you find this post a "WTF",skip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5036846018484772145?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5036846018484772145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5036846018484772145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5036846018484772145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5036846018484772145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-am-just-been-cursedseriously.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-9063717013389798465</id><published>2008-09-28T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:19:49.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The historical night race was officially over. I admitted that the circuit looked magnificent and the night scenery was truely amazing and majestic. Imagine it being broadcast to all corners of the world. It seemed to be another masterstroke done by the government to raise tourism arrivals in singapore.The race was a fantastic and rather dramatic one. Alonso,having to start at the the grid 15 postion conjured miracles and ended up in first to win the first ever singapore singel grand prix. I hate the circuit name by the way. The usage of the singapore telecommunication as the name of the circuit just seem not appropiate. I thought that it might be a Renault's tactic for Pique purposely crashed to the walls, in order for the arrival of safety cars to slow down the race. It definitely played to the advantage of alonso. Somemore, the frantic and nervous massa drove off with the hose still attach to his vehicle made things more hilarious. I was never a ferrari fan. Instead, my heart goes to mclaren team. The icing of the cake was that raikkonen crashed also but he never retired for dunnoe-what-reasons. Overall,it was a fantastic race and a historical one. I'be waiting for the second race-hopefully a better one!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-9063717013389798465?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/9063717013389798465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=9063717013389798465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/9063717013389798465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/9063717013389798465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/09/historical-night-race-was-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3658010159056087354</id><published>2008-09-21T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:12:35.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The weather nowadays is just blazing hot,especially during the afternoon. And afternoon is the period of time when i actually do practices on my study table.Since my study room is exposed to the strong sunlight and it gets extreme humid, i gave up and studied on my bed which is ineffective at all. Plus i got sick,most probaby thanks to the weather.I just hope it rains the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test for smart people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below are four (4) questions and a bonus question. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to answer them instantly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can't take your time, answer all of them immediately. OK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's find out just how clever you really are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready? GO!!! (scroll down) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Question:You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer:If you answered that you are first, then you are wrong! If you overtake the second person and you take his place, you are second! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try not to screw up in the next question. To answer the second question, don't take as much time as you took for the first question. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Question:If you overtake the last person, then you are...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer:If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person? You're not very good at this! Are you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Question:Very tricky math! Note: This must be done in your head only. Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it. Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000. Now add 10. What is the total? Scroll down for answer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you get5000? The correct answer is actually 4100. Don't believe it? Check with your calculator! Today is definitely not your day. Maybe you will get the last question right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Question:Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono.What is the name of the fifth daughter? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer:Nunu? NO!Of course not.Her name is Mary .Read the question again &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, now the bonus round: There is a mute person who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing one's teeth he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done. Now if there is a blind man who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; He just has to open his mouth and ask, so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3658010159056087354?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3658010159056087354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3658010159056087354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3658010159056087354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3658010159056087354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/09/weather-nowadays-is-just-blazing.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8975787931224955736</id><published>2008-09-16T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:35:13.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ok i did failed.lucky i never malu by confronting her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but she marked an question incorrectly,resulting in me passing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i nvr failed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or did I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nevertheless,time to get serious with mugging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8975787931224955736?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8975787931224955736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8975787931224955736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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MY INORGANIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its some kind of trick right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-425580428684748203?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/425580428684748203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=425580428684748203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/425580428684748203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/425580428684748203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SMZtEoWI7QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/M6tK1PKuxUU/s1600-h/concert+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243998742436703490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SMZtEoWI7QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/M6tK1PKuxUU/s320/concert+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SMZryinUcwI/AAAAAAAAAME/UmDZTyCR8xI/s1600-h/concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997332148876034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SMZryinUcwI/AAAAAAAAAME/UmDZTyCR8xI/s320/concert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zoom in to see clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many fun things occurred this few days lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best damn tour fell on the 7th september last sunday and i managed to get the tickets somehow someway. The meeting place was Plaza singapura at 5pm whereby i was supposed to meet sheldon,yong hong and louis for dinner and concert.That loser yong hong told me that the arcade was situated at the 6th storey where i found in vain and i wasted 5 mins of my lifetime. I accepted yong hong's challenge of winning eleven arcade which i lose due to his lucky 2 goals scored. Then, we proceeded to mos burger and had our dinner there. Sheldon was fantasing how chio the smu gals are since he intended to go there one day. Then, yong hong was explaining us the theory of "one tong" which he also tried to imitate. Louis there was saying out "new clothes" look pretty. When we reached the stadium, we encountered a self-claimed executive who is actually a salesman in disguise and he refused to admit the fact. He was like promoting the sistic membership which was free and there's supposed to be a priority queue which obviously shortened the waiting time. Moreover, he gave us a star chain which he claimed that we should wear it since avril liked stars. And it turned out all to be a scam actually. The priority queue was as long as a normal one. Actually, the seats were like shit cuz its the louiest of all. However, the sistic stuff reallocated the seats since there were empty ones in front of us, so we are promoted to the better seats. Feeling bored, we leave our seats to take some photos with yong hong and sheldon. When we returned, our seats were taken over by ah gong and ah ma. I thought that they found a wrong venue or something because their faces were more likely watched a boring traditional chinese opera show than a rock pop concert. It turned out to be a blessing since the staff reallocated our seats to a better one which is the region of 135 buck. And we were like 5 or 6 rows away from yh and shel which actually paid out lump sum of money(165 to be exact,215 for sheldon to be more exact-that idiot refused to go with me since he proclaimed the seats are like shit but it turned out that it just a stone's throw from theirs). Some unknown and especially out-of-tune band perfomed at the start of the concert who they proclaimed that they were spicing up the mood but little that they knew, they were actually dampening the mood. We were like booing the lead singer who coincidentally was an indian(or i supposed) to leave the stage.We waited till like 8.45pm for the concert to offically begin. Then,all of the screams and whistling exploded when avril lavinge appeared on the stage. If i were not wrong, her first song was girlfriend which is sort of expected. There was this bastard who was standing up horizontally beside me and standing all the while, blocking me of the view of the main screen. And he was practially recording the whole concert down. ya, i am not kidding. He should be in those kind of pirated industry which they employed someone to record down a concert and then sold them out to the public. And he watched the concert from his camera. Louis was practically shouting out the lyrics out right into my left ears. I regretted not bringing my camera out and i have to beg that yong hong to send me more photos from the concert. He only sent me the group photo because he declared that its most important due to someone special to him only just beside him in the photo. The concert lasted only 1hr 15 mins. I guessed she most probably tired from those tours before singapore. Next time, i just fly to the country she had the first concert in and watched from there. At the end, we walked to kalland mrt station and we tried to flag a cab on the way. None stopped. Sheldon was like kneeling down, begging the cab to stop while yong hong pointed middle finger for each cab passed by.In the end, we caught the last bus and managed to get home at around 12 sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to elaborate on monday. We celebrated ervin and louis's birthday at sakae. This time, i ate more than the previous one and i still feel hungry afterwards. I managed to pass edward his birthday present which was a toy flower. And i gotten myself a lousy hairstyle to cap off my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post is quite long.I think its the longest in the history in my blog. Anyone knows where to buy postcards that has singapore's scenery on it? Tag if you know. That's all folk. see you next time.&lt;/strong&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/2829175969792565583-5657536824391081949?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5657536824391081949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5657536824391081949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5657536824391081949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5657536824391081949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/09/many-fun-things-occurred-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SMZtER9KiAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SVjku7GfV5w/s72-c/avril.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6472476285126407691</id><published>2008-09-05T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:28:57.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i only realised it's 2 days away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i forget to ask.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who going to avril lavinge concert with me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone seem so busy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps.it should not have started in the first place.It stuck now and it's all thanks to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6472476285126407691?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6472476285126407691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6472476285126407691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6472476285126407691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6472476285126407691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-only-realised-its-2-days-away.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8796321878548580430</id><published>2008-08-30T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:43:25.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEIDrDSI/AAAAAAAAALM/D7cLZDDnZpE/s1600-h/03042008(001)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239994312420953378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEIDrDSI/AAAAAAAAALM/D7cLZDDnZpE/s320/03042008(001)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first to start off; mr wee after simple editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEfOoi3I/AAAAAAAAALU/-pPq58x5Kh4/s1600-h/07072008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239994318640941938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEfOoi3I/AAAAAAAAALU/-pPq58x5Kh4/s320/07072008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazing that one can roll a dice and end up in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEnmqFbI/AAAAAAAAALc/XgmCtiTru68/s1600-h/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239994320889189810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEnmqFbI/AAAAAAAAALc/XgmCtiTru68/s320/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wei chiang with his short fringe,imitating jean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzE9ociOI/AAAAAAAAALk/UK3wTIImLAA/s1600-h/14042008.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239994326802270434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzE9ociOI/AAAAAAAAALk/UK3wTIImLAA/s320/14042008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desiree covering her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzFWfVXuI/AAAAAAAAALs/AkxVjK3Jp2c/s1600-h/20062008133.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239994333474938594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzFWfVXuI/AAAAAAAAALs/AkxVjK3Jp2c/s320/20062008133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realising that ervin actually look like a panda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239996120044521858" style="CURSOR: hand" height="11" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLg0tV-tyYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DS6uuW25C5k/s320/28042008(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so glad that it is over, not prelim but nearly 12 hours mahjong session at alvin's house yesterday. Its seriously insane that we meet up at 0800 but finished at around 2000. And I have to think more, squeezing out of every single brain juice that was leftover from prelim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that punctuality is a virtue, i reach on time at mao's bus stop.That stinky old cat crawled down 15 mins later, with 5 190 buses within that period of time. Somemore, it was at the peak hour duration and the expressway was choked with vehicles and the bus was moving at the same rate as my grandma. Jia jun joined us halfway through the journey and the first word he muttered to me was "bastard". Edward came the latest and forced us to wait for him since we did not have enough people. Alvin's house was a gambling den since there were 3 tables of mahjong tables and fully occupied;2 occupied by us while the other one occupied by his relatives. The people present were jia jun,mao,edward,louis,yong hong, alvin and alvin's friend,xavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we played 4 rounds and i earned a profit of 16 bucks. I proved their prediction of me losing at the end wrong. Yong hong, jia jun and edward were the losers of the day, with yong hong being the one with the huge deficit. That lucky cat was the biggest winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened. I was talking to my dad on the phone while arranging my tiles. Then, i suddenly realised that i had a tian ka and instinictly i shouted that. Luckily, my dad did not realise that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what the big deal of the recent table tennis ruckus that is causing so much attention from the general public. It most probably overshadow the whole celebration of singapore actually winning a medal at the recent olympics. That has made us a laughing stock among the rest of the countries. We won something that we never achieved since nearly half decade ago and instead of celebrating happily as a nation, the authorities are finding the responsibilty behind the "missing coach" saga I truely believe that the ability of a sportsman is crucially depended on himself, not on others. Is it possible that a few words muttered by the coach can change the outcome of the game? Even it can, it will be a minimal impact on the game itself. Moreover, he has lost in straght sets by a player that is 30 ranking below him. He just plainly shifting responsibility from himself to others. If you lose, take the loss gracefully and learn from the loss. I feel sympathetic for the coach himself, who has helped singapore end the long drought of olympic medal is facing the sack. Instead of achieving compliments from the higher authorities, he was being reprimanded. If the authories really decide to sack him from his job, i dare to say that no more foreign coaches will coach singapore in other form of sports, knowing that a single minor mistake will spell the end of their career, despite of them achieving something out of nothing. If i were that coach, i will just let them sack me, take that compensation sum of money, leave immediately and signed up for the coach of Malaysia to compete with singapore. Why let yourself in this state? It's totally not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; sorry that i never attended the class outing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8796321878548580430?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8796321878548580430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8796321878548580430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8796321878548580430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8796321878548580430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-glad-that-it-is-over-not-prelim.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SLgzEIDrDSI/AAAAAAAAALM/D7cLZDDnZpE/s72-c/03042008(001)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6257463912593919057</id><published>2008-08-25T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:24:29.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;People say what goes around comes around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's amazing true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retribution is inflicted on me now for what i've done during secondary school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My left arm is still not back 100 percent,in fact is getting worse.Therefore, the strength of my both arms is not equivalence. I cannot even do what i used to do using my left arm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other hand, prelim is coming to an end which signals the start of a levels coming soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work hard people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6257463912593919057?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6257463912593919057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6257463912593919057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6257463912593919057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6257463912593919057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-say-what-goes-around-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2371770058333833794</id><published>2008-08-24T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:37:43.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An amazing fightback from the team in red,(not the singaporean table tennis team)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trailing by 1 goal with less than 6 mins left, a rare fortunate strike by the vice-captain equalised and what followed later deep in injury time which is arguably the last strike of the game, the captain scored the winner. It's those kind of fightbacks and never-die spirit that make me fall into love with the team.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's purely class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's purely liverpool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2371770058333833794?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2371770058333833794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2371770058333833794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2371770058333833794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2371770058333833794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/amazing-fightback-from-team-in-rednot.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4700548798003146197</id><published>2008-08-21T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:57:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4 more days to the countdown of the olympic 2008. Nevertheless,it's an olymic filled with excitement,controversy,record-breakings and plentiful of free-flow emotions. The fact that singapore has finally break the duck of achieving that silver medal should make this olympics a memorable one.some just refuse to acknowledge that,just like me. Michael Phelps's 8 gold medals propells him to the world stage, making him better than spitz's record of 7 gold medals. Liu Xiang's exit from the hurdles also devasted the whole nation with many crying over the loss of the one of the best atheletes China has produced. Usain Bolt's 9.67 world record time is unhumane. He even celebrates at the 80m mark. There's certainly more to seen from that fellow in future race. And where's the supposely challengers, Gay and Powell? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4700548798003146197?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4700548798003146197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4700548798003146197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4700548798003146197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4700548798003146197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-more-days-to-countdown-of-olympic.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-907437421612774261</id><published>2008-08-15T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:12:26.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imports'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watched that olympic table tennis where singapore is against south korea for a bid to earn a place in the final spot to ensure that at least an olympic medal is won. That's of course is the historical moment to break that jynx of the 48 years drought. Much emphasis is placed on that particular match since it is a make-or-break match. I could not care less seriously. Its not a problem of patriotic or not being loyal to your country by supporting the fellow countryman during the games. Its just that the fact that singapore is importing foreign talents to fill that gap makes me feel rather unethusiastic and diguested at certain times. If it's one of our own singaporean, who i define as one that is born in singapore and not gain any citizenships through any special methods, taking part in the contest, i will sure root on them and support them till my last breath. the reason simply is that we depend on our own ability to contest, rather that importing foreign talents to help us achieve that goal. It will be rather unrealistic and i will rather concede that medal to the original country that the sportsman comes from. Even if our own singaporean is knocked out in the first round or the winningless drought is extented to few decades, I will still stand firm and remain proud of our country. The sight of further imports of foreign talents just irk me more. Do it by yourself please.What even if singapore defeated south korea in a 5 match thriller that ended up in 3-2 in the favour of singapore and they confirmed of a medal? It's definitely make the headline for tommorrow paper and excited many people. I still think that it is a disgrace. It's not Singapore that has won, but china-imports that have won,by phrasing my words in a more crude way. What is there to proud with? Nothing at all. Stop deceiving yourself and realise the fact that it's due to the help of pseudo-citizens that help us to clinch the medal. Moreover, huge amount of money is rewarded to those sportsman after they clinched the historical moment of breaking the drought. Those money is taken from the taxes we earned from sweats. I found all of those rather pathetic in a sense but there's nothing that one can do. So let sit back and watch how the china-imports fought with the authentic china players for the gold medal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps; i found this post extremely biased.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-907437421612774261?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/907437421612774261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=907437421612774261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/907437421612774261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/907437421612774261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2116102757086116105</id><published>2008-08-14T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:36:16.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Does winning means you're going to lose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is that the Theory of Luck?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If that's how things work, i rather not win. I could not bear the feeling of knowing that i will lose eventually.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2116102757086116105?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2116102757086116105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2116102757086116105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2116102757086116105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2116102757086116105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-winning-means-youre-going-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1327569349423092700</id><published>2008-08-11T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:30:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There're a lot i wanted to mention but the moment after clicking on the create post, everything went pitch black.Been busying myself with both studies and olympics lately. The temptation of watching the best atheletes completing for the ultimate prize, the gold medal is extremely hard to withstand. The magnificient aura the atheletes exhibited, their gigantic muscles flexing rhythmically, their sweats dripping profusely and the most important element of all;their great will-power to succeed were the reasons that kept me glued to the television set. The fact that there's a wide range of sports that i have never saw before is another reason.&lt;br /&gt;The schedule yesterday was a packed one; basketball, archery and soccer.&lt;br /&gt;The constant rants of "China Team, Jiayou!" were annoying and pollution to the ears. It's not intimating at all. You all can shout all those cheers at one corner,ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1327569349423092700?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1327569349423092700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1327569349423092700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1327569349423092700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1327569349423092700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/therere-lot-i-wanted-to-mention-but.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7981039762426298972</id><published>2008-08-11T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:38:30.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I could not sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will you start to change for the better? No matter how we tried to do, you're still the same. Is everything else out there better? Should we have to use the last resort which we tried to avoid it so many times? Can you please change for the better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7981039762426298972?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7981039762426298972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7981039762426298972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7981039762426298972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7981039762426298972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-could-not-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-471685541718936649</id><published>2008-08-09T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:03:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Raised up your hands if you watched the show. I doubt most of us do so.Being a typical singaporean, there's seemed that there's no longer a burning desire to watch the annual ndp show. It's seriously bored one to death and it always followed the standard traditional routine such as parachute, marching, singing songs, fireworks, etc. I can memorise all those standard routine by heart. The organisers should seriously think out of the box to attract more viewers or else the whole celebrations will turn out to be a wake. By comparing the olympics opening yesterday at China's Bird Nest stadium, Singapore's standards are way too far apart from China's standards. However, it's unfair to compare these two since one is the official opening of the 2008 Olympics which obviously should have a higher priority than the annual national day. Nonetheless, the fact that the event hold annually should give the organiser a real wake-up call to restructure the traditional routine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough say or i become a typical singaporean who complaint hell lot of stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps; lois,i hate your entry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-471685541718936649?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/471685541718936649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=471685541718936649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/471685541718936649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/471685541718936649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/raised-up-your-hands-if-you-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2396778671960755773</id><published>2008-08-06T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:15:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SJmZ7xH5amI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Bes2UVtoz8E/s1600-h/Huat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231381694245333602" style="CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SJmZ7xH5amI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Bes2UVtoz8E/s320/Huat2.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply tags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yh-ya.your gta-madness and also switching madness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xian-why u keep saying i lie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed-u dead le.u karma and pimples al over yur face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;louis-ya a bunch of ass liars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2396778671960755773?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2396778671960755773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2396778671960755773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2396778671960755773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2396778671960755773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SJmZ7xH5amI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Bes2UVtoz8E/s72-c/Huat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5418525370296815168</id><published>2008-07-31T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:46:54.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national stadium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How fast can it get.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still remember the days when i stepped into this school and attended the once and only orientation day, ponning the camp the next day. Suddenly, its the term 3 of our last year in jjc and it should be our last official school lesson tomorrow. After that, we would have our long awaited study break, followed by prelims and lots of study breaks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's nostalgic to think about the last one and a half year that we spent together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the official first day where we were allocated to our respective classes and mr wee was holding that banner"07s31" and grinned an expression that seemed like "welcome to hell" and "please squeeze my pimples/touch my oily hair"&lt;karma&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the first lesson should be gp if i not wrong when we encountered yiting's twin sister. Her  you-are-late-so-i-cut-my-hand incident make hard impression.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the class's first couple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the stayover at desiree house where we mj-ed,ate instant noodles on the roadside, chit-chat, slept, played poker cards and went for school after that. It should be chinese new eve. Then, we lao yu shen together and we should have smashed that leftover on mr wee's face if i could reverse back time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the k-box session at JEC where we indulged ourselves with songs. Afterwards, we sat at the rooftop at imm and chit-chat till night falls and sunrise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-WAY performing at NTU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the econs seminar at NTU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-yan shan's remarks on his old blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are the memories that would flash back after a couple years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oya.I just think of the official reconstruction of the national stadium was never coming. I still recall that the authorites made it official during the singapore vs aussie match. Fast forward to last few days that singapore played an exhibition match against brazil. It set me thinking that when should the auspicious time to declare the demoralisation of the stadium. The authorities are just a bunch of liars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5418525370296815168?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5418525370296815168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5418525370296815168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5418525370296815168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5418525370296815168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-fast-can-it-get.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2777663094314765961</id><published>2008-07-29T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:36:19.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The weather nowadays is so scorching hot that i thought of  staying permanently in my house and not leaving one inch away from my house. My wish seemed to be granted when i was down with flu, fever, sore throat and inflammation of joints. And nobody seemed to believe it since i ponned too much school. Guess its the consequence of the boy who cried wolf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2777663094314765961?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2777663094314765961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2777663094314765961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2777663094314765961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2777663094314765961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/weather-nowadays-is-so-scorching-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1112786157974114167</id><published>2008-07-20T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:51:25.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2gA8qb9fNA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2gA8qb9fNA&amp;hl=en&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;That's a fantastic piano verse.I kinda hooked-up to piano tunes after hearing that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something that was good did not imply that it was bad.&lt;br /&gt;What's worse than worse?&lt;br /&gt;All that I want is the stillness of heart so that I can start to find my way out of the dark and into the warmth of your embrace.It feels incomplete puzzle with mssing pieces.Will i choose to find it by throwing my whole world outside down just for that piece? Or will i just leave it and continue? God knows.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1112786157974114167?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1112786157974114167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1112786157974114167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1112786157974114167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1112786157974114167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-fantastic-piano-verse.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2377999041669947928</id><published>2008-07-18T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:33:41.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hello people.currently listening to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="开不了口" href="http://ting.mbox.sogou.com/music.so?query=%E5%BC%80%E4%B8%8D%E4%BA%86%E5%8F%A3&amp;amp;encoding=utf-8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;开不了口&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="周杰伦" href="http://ting.mbox.sogou.com/sogou_phb/singer/detailSinger.jsp?singer=周杰伦" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;周杰伦&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;  due to some complaints that he has some mispronounce problems that someone said.But he tends to sing unclearly right?Better dun continue before suffering a backlaash from the jay chou fans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here it is.Top 10 exciting events that happened in this whole week starting from monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number10&lt;br /&gt;Skip this and look at 10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number9&lt;br /&gt;I overheard an ah beng conversation on the bus who unexpectedly sounded interesting and i missed my usual stop since i wanted to hear more about that conversation.It is that interesting!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number8&lt;br /&gt;When teachers are absent from school,it means that we are excused from boring lesson.We managed to have that treat and no lesson means fun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number7&lt;br /&gt;Brian's joke about "cuz she going ns check up" that is not funny at all but still he managed to laugh till he nearly collapsed or so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number6&lt;br /&gt;Yong hong! Be honoured that i left this number post for you.His continous rants of GTA to mao whenever he saw mao in his sight and his rants of switching that deserved absolute karma. Moreover,his continous rants of "loser"at me made him look retarded and dumb?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number5&lt;br /&gt;We have an improtu subway lunch at jurong point where my whole subway burger just break into pieces and i have to eat in bits and the ingredients disintegrated.Then, we watched hellboy2 which is fairly well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number4&lt;br /&gt;Joaquina gave us the incorrect miss goh's hp no and the imposter miss goh sent back a message that "I am not miss goh" that made us laugh till mad since we are not expecting that answer at all.And a bangladesh messaged sheldon as we decided to play a prank by sending message to any random number.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number3&lt;br /&gt;I was late with edward on thursday and i wanted to pon cuz its no point of getting yourself locked till 2pm and its totally a waste of time.Moreover,i forgot to bring my mp3 on that day.The worse thing is the sacrastism you got after your friends knew that you were locked in the conference room.But since edward is there and his continously pleads,i gave in to his plead.However,the errentic principal decided to give us a break and allowed us to head back to the venue of our first classroom. Damn lucky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number2&lt;br /&gt;Gerard,the keeper made a wonderful chest save that equal to 10 muscular strong men punching you at a spot,given the fast accelerating speed on the ball itself.That simply top-class save from his chest.and he managed to kick the ball right into my head when clearing the ball.Nice shot also.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yan shan's underwear incident.I assumed that i can blog about this since wei chiang told the class girls.Erm.He was not wearing it during chemistry practical,break and biology.We steal it and the expression on his face is totally priceless.Should have hung it somewhere or passed to winston who will do sth about it.ok.i never specify what that "it" but anyone should find this understandable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2377999041669947928?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2377999041669947928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2377999041669947928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2377999041669947928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2377999041669947928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4420140001839892502</id><published>2008-07-14T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:13:56.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sianz.i had just received a message from the chemistry rep that i was going to attend the boring 2 hour remedial tomorrow.And its compulsory since i failed that damn mid-year.come on.i only read through the lecture notes and do last min work due to the tight schedule since biology and chemistry were tested on that same day.Its just due to poor time management-i say so can i be excused from that damn boring,dull,dreary,monotonous,uninteresting,wearisome,humdrum, draggy remedial? That be my wish for the day.Grant it,anyone. I know every lesson is boring but i just hate intensive chemistry revision.&lt;erm.miss&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;erm.miss&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just recieve another e-mail but this time it is a much enjoyable one.That is viwawa is launching a new game and it's chinese chess.Its should be interesting enough and i be playing it when it launches,at least it be more interesting than the former.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, i just complete the viewing of L-change the world movie and i found it rather inspiring. What will you do if you realise that you have 23 days left in this world?In the movie itself,he prevented the spread of contigious virus which may probably spell the end of the world.However,that only happened in the movie itself.In reality, there are some crazy assholes out there who contracted some untreatable illness killed people or did crazy stunts like driving high speed at a crowded areas,crashing and killing people on the way.Come on.If you wanna die or u know u going to die anyway, just go one corner and quietly rest in peace man.Why bring those innocent along with you to die?maybe they wanna get recognised by the world and be remembered even after they passed on.this world is complicated anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4420140001839892502?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4420140001839892502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4420140001839892502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4420140001839892502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4420140001839892502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6113116042697672270</id><published>2008-07-10T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:47:45.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SO2MyhaYxbI/AAAAAAAAANU/qCrPrWksLJ0/s1600-h/PICT0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255011139801630130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SO2MyhaYxbI/AAAAAAAAANU/qCrPrWksLJ0/s320/PICT0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths have been frustrating.It makes one wanna commit murder.&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note,i completed the forensic hero2.Quite a good sequel,compared to some of the sequels which did not seem to reach their usual expectations.So,its a good recommendation for those who love CSI show.&lt;br /&gt;oya.On a minor issue,my online pal who i befriended like 2years back passed her olevels at the age of 14.Either she is smart or the education system simply cannot make it.However,i think its the former since she is from a prestigious school in Portugal and master 5 different languages.so congrats to u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6113116042697672270?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6113116042697672270/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SO2MyhaYxbI/AAAAAAAAANU/qCrPrWksLJ0/s72-c/PICT0735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7186354249496737313</id><published>2008-07-08T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:41:41.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hated this.I had written half of the entry but the internet explorer chose to restart at that moment and without saving my draft so i had to write again.damn.okay.let me tell you all a story of mine.It's a weird theory but it make sense-or so i think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a boy named A who liked to gamble in any activities ranging from mahjong,sports betting,taidee,blackjack,poker to any minor acts such as betting what the next action a particular person will do.In other words,he was incorrigible.He always losed no matter what he bets.He just lose.However,God from above pitied him and granted him luck.He was ectastic for the grant of luck.However,A still continue to lose till he died.He was mad that God had lied to him by granting him luck and yet he still continued to lose.He felt that he was cheated.Sadly,he climbed up to the stairs of heaven and seeked for an answer.A was fuming,as angry as a mr wee who act angry like he was smiling(okay that was not a good expression of anger).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I did granted you luck,boy.It was the luck of happiness,family and friends.Did you ever realise it?"God rebutted.This time,A was still.He could not speak as he was flabbergasted.He was absolutely shocked.He began his reminiscence back to the time when he lived.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He had great loving parents who showered him with love,siblings who shared his sollows and happiness,friends who cared,beautiful wife who always stayed on his side,fulfilling the marriage vows she agreed and cute kids that brought happiness to the family.Moreover,A lived to an old ripe age.yet,he was accusing God for his lack of luck.He started to cry,for the old him of not treasuring the past and addicted in betting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end.The moral of the story is that sometimes,luck is "transferred"to another area like family and friends.So its perfectly that you lose in bets.Therefore,its not the end of the world when you lose sth.Instead,think positive-it was the beginning of sth lucky.Its according to the Le chatelier principle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, i will end off with a legendary quote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"i lose nvm.i will gather luck for a lvl"&lt;/span&gt; from the mao-that stinky old mao who was detained in the meeting room because he was late.noobie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7186354249496737313?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7186354249496737313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7186354249496737313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7186354249496737313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7186354249496737313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hated-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8401898728100444248</id><published>2008-07-01T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:23:32.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2 half-court shots-one hit the bar,one curve in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 hit-bar shots-including the one above.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 goal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many many more goals to come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8401898728100444248?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8401898728100444248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8401898728100444248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8401898728100444248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8401898728100444248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-half-court-shots-one-hit-barone-curve.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4775881029980567249</id><published>2008-06-30T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:57:00.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.stationnight.com/Homer-Sleep1.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.stationnight.com/Homer-Sleep1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can sleep a billion year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have never gotten so tired before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i miss the epic showdown between germany and spain early this morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise i won touch the tiles for a whole week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4775881029980567249?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4775881029980567249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4775881029980567249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4775881029980567249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4775881029980567249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-can-sleep-billion-year.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2904452587865759338</id><published>2008-06-17T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:54:49.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Friend,My name is Mrs.Eugenia Kotoca from Accra, Ghana. I am a dying woman who havedecided to donate what I have to you/ church. I am 70 years old and I was diagnosed for cancerfor about 8 years ago, immediately after the death of my husband, who has left me everything heworked for. I have been touched by God to donate from what I have inherited from my latehusband to the you for the good work of God,rather than allow my relatives to use my husband hardearned funds ungodly. Please pray,that the good Lord forgive me my sins.I have asked God to forgiveme and beleive he has because He is a merciful God. I will be going in for an operation in lessthan one hour. I decided to WILL/donate the sum of &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;$2,700,000 (Two million seven hundredthousand dollars)&lt;/span&gt; to you for the good work of the lord, and also to help the motherless and lessprivilege and also for the assistance of the widows.At the moment I cannot take any telephonecalls right now due to the fact that my relatives are around me and my health status. I have adjusted my WILL and my lawyer is aware I have changed my will you andhim will arrange the transfer of the funds from my account to you.I wish you all the best andmay the good Lord bless you abundantly,and please use the funds well and always extend the goodwork to others. Contact my lawyer with this specified details:Full Name: Barrister. Godwin LaryerPhone Number: +233-275-354-921Email: (barrgodwinlaryer05@yahoo.com.hk) And tell him that I have WILLED &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;($2,700,000.00&lt;/span&gt;) to you by quoting my personalreference number Law/chamber/je/nd/WILL/YU6574848/Jrrr/086. And I have also notified him that Iam WILLING that amount to you for a specific and good work. I know I dont know you but I have been directed to do this.Thanks and God bless. NB: I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality in this matter until thetask is accomplished as I don't want anything that will Jeopardize my lastwish. And Also I will be contacting with you by email as I don't want myrelation or anybody to know because they are always around me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol.lately i have been receiving these kind of junk e-mails that keep on mentioning that i have won a big fortune and i must do something to contact them.ya,right.And the numerous and different type of variety of why i won that much money is extremely amusing.I shall list them out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Some dying woman from africa wanna donate money to me.(Isn't that supposed to be the other way round?&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.I have won lottery from some british betting syndicate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.I have won lucky draw from microsoft.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.I have won the prize Sum of 1,000,000.00 (One Million United State Dollars),in an Email Sweepstakes program held on the 28th of May, 2008,in Brussels Belgium. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.This is to inform you that you have won a prize money of Six Hundred AndFifty Tousand GBP,(£650,500.00)for this year 2008 Lottery promotionwhich is organized by United Nations Organization.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its kinda amusing,like what i have mentioned just now.How i wish all these happened in real life.But its kinda scary to experience that rich vein of luck which make one win everything he participates in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2904452587865759338?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2904452587865759338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2904452587865759338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2904452587865759338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2904452587865759338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-friendmy-name-is-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2557884347846037703</id><published>2008-06-14T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:45:51.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just notice something.&lt;br /&gt;Italy match falls on Friday the 13th and is the 13th match of the 13th European Championship.&lt;br /&gt;What does this proves?&lt;br /&gt;Nvr mind.today is the 14th and is a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;Go spain.GOGOGO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2557884347846037703?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2557884347846037703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2557884347846037703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2557884347846037703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2557884347846037703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-notice-something.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2459487866051659288</id><published>2008-06-13T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:52:15.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://203.15.102.140/assetbin/hostagedad470.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://203.15.102.140/assetbin/hostagedad470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www9.sbs.com.au/theworldnews/region.php?id=86849&amp;amp;region=6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go italy.Thrash romania like you nvr done before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like i have just released from prison.The stay at my grandma place was horrible due to the extreme boredness i have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mp3(since no battery and i forgot to bring a charger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No broadcast of euro 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No accompany from any of my cousins/siblings/uncles/aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No late-night sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2459487866051659288?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2459487866051659288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2459487866051659288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2459487866051659288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2459487866051659288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-like-i-have-just-released-from.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7568917294040060222</id><published>2008-06-07T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:08:12.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I finally have time and events to blog about.Life is dull when you have to force yourself to study even though you are not concentrated and have a zillion distractions. At the end of the day, you find out that you still back in square 1 without advancing. Week 2 is coming to the end. How much time can i waste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless,today is an eventful day. Supposed to meet at outram at 11.30. However, i leave home at 11am because of a spotcheck of a government officer. It raining heavily so i bring along an umbrella.Yuan kang decided to be a mugger and stayed at home to study which i doubt so. Maybe he has other committment like study lessons at the library with uh-hem. Even though he call alex,a misinterpretion means that yuan kang,alex and sheldon nvr turn up. Since we reach le then might as well go. The problem is that i do not know what bus to take to his house from outram since i nvr do that feat before. I decided to venture by walking to his house even though i am clueless. I only know that yan shan travel back from the hospital directly after visiting sheldon that day. I used my accurate gut feeling and sort of get lost. If only i be persistent to continue finding his house, i will have succeeded in my mission in walking to his house clueless at the start. We took a cab and i misinterprt silat avenue as sikah avenue.The cab driver is clueless as well but we reach anyway. Little did i know that on the way back home there will be another find-your-way-to-your-destination. Since the loser has to alight at clementi stadium (which she dun know where it is), i followed suit since it is closer to my house from clementi. i dun know for what reason i nvr alight with her and i ended up in a foreign bus going to a foreign area.I must have wallked a billion kilometre since i implemented my "accurate" instinct. It still considered as a success since here i am, typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro is 2 hours away. Hope Czech will win switzerland and croatia will win austia. Come on"c",u can do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7568917294040060222?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7568917294040060222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7568917294040060222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7568917294040060222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7568917294040060222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-finally-have-time-and-events-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6171921115087433318</id><published>2008-06-01T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:32:48.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yong hong the zha hu king asked me to do that 20-questions-long-chain-message. Since i mentioned his new nickname, i might as well elaborate on how he gotten his new nick from. Oya. He saw three wan as two wan and another time is that he has no tai but he go hu. And i could not believe i lose more than he loses.Aww. i lose more than a zha hu king. What the world comes to? Oya.Louis did another 13yao and i am the one who throw it out. He has done it 3 times. So beware of the curse of the 13 yao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. What disappoints you the most?&lt;br /&gt;when i am down of luck &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anfield.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03. What’s your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;watch drama,challenge people winning eleven,play mahjong,bowling,anything that related to play,sleep and eat in conclusion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nope.happiniess can buy money instead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dream that every dream will come true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06. Do you prefer a kiss or a hug?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;either one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LUCK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;travel around the world,donate some to charity,go invest to make it 10 million, watch every match of liverpool live at Anfield,make myself an Roman Ahbravomivic(dunnoe how to spell his name),buy man u from the glazers and make them relegated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just a common folk,earning high-paid income and maybe formed a family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the best qns i ever ask!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZHA HU KING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZHA HU KING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZHA HU KING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What makes you happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winning in general.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zha hu king?no la.back-stabbers,arrogant fan,hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still living and breathing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be enable to foreseen the future &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy learn play eat sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Any childhood memories you’ll like to re-live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erm. i cannot think of it now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you have a chance to change your life now, what would you want to change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya record the soccer scores and go back to the past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Which cartoon character you like most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiderman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.Do you think you're pretty/handsome?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i am lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.Do you think that luck is important?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah.i completed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6171921115087433318?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6171921115087433318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6171921115087433318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6171921115087433318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6171921115087433318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/06/yong-hong-zha-hu-king-asked-me-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8256933286744281798</id><published>2008-05-28T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:30:53.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The sign Scorpio is symbolized by the Scorpion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your sign's element is Water. Scorpio is ruled by the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rrtearoom.com/horoscope/planets/Pluto.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;planet Pluto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.You are very intense, strong willed, determined and secretive. Nothing escapes your attention. Scorpio can let tensions build to the exploding point. Investigation and research play a big part in your life. Scorpio is a deep thinker with a fine mind. You love a good fight, and then wonder why the other person is angry. Scorpio is forceful and courageous. Scorpio is usually interested in anything that has to do with the occult.Possible negative aspects of the sign Scorpio: You can be willful, vindictive, jealous, sullen, bitter and sarcastic. You can have a temper. You may misuse sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extracted from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rrtearoom.com/horoscope/Scorpio.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.rrtearoom.com/horoscope/Scorpio.htm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio HoroscopeFor The Week Starting May 26, 2008&lt;br /&gt;- You could receive a surprise visit mid week from someone who has unfinished business with you or who simply wants to talk over old times. Whoever this is, they feel they owe you a favor so listen to them carefully because they may have something important to say. Their story may affect your wellbeing and future actions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8256933286744281798?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8256933286744281798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8256933286744281798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8256933286744281798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8256933286744281798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/sign-scorpio-is-symbolized-by-scorpion.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3770397632765756499</id><published>2008-05-26T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:44:54.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sunday was our first ever 11v11 soccer match with the vietnamese boys who are Duc friends. It was kinda exciting cuz it is the first time we played together as a team against the opposition. The whole team turned up incuding mao shan,edward,wayne,louis,alvin,yong hong,jia jun,jon, bryan, feric, ervin, duc and me. We played at hwa chong college since our school field is no usuable due to some reasons. In the end, we are thrashed 7-1 by them. At least we get a consolation goal. Not as bad due to the fact the opponents play soccer regularly. Jia jun scored our only goal. Mao shan is the only one who is yellow-carded for violen tackle and nearly send off if he nvr touched the ball. Pikachu(the name printed on the back of its jersey) and the other guy are being yellow carded as they leave the field for water consumption. The opposition keeper is yellow carded for time-wasting when their team led by so many goals. I played like 60 mins so cuz i come in as a sub. Bryan could not play due to his dislocated leg and ligament tear. After that match, we went for team lunch at mad jack. We ordered the same set lunch and procceeded to sim lim square as bryan wanna view some equipment. After that, i went for dinner with family inclusive of grandma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The injection i received today should be graded the painest injections i gotten in my whole life,as the whole needle pierced right into my bone and the doctor exerted forces on the syringe, to ensure the whole liquid flow through right into my bone. I can even feel my bone making contact with the needle. Its just plain disgusting. MRI scan was not that bad only the irritating sound that i have to bear with it.The waiting time seriously has to be shortened cuz it damn long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just blogged this entry quick since i still have the affter-effect of the examination.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps-the l keypad of my keyboard has been damaged.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3770397632765756499?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3770397632765756499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3770397632765756499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3770397632765756499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3770397632765756499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-was-our-first-ever-11v11-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7926370438426354233</id><published>2008-05-21T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:19:28.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SDQvKt83GII/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y_agTheNBCY/s1600-h/lea+plus+yan+shan+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202835330699827330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SDQvKt83GII/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y_agTheNBCY/s320/lea+plus+yan+shan+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday's celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more days to end of term2. Time really flies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 more days to matchday against the viet boys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 more hours to champion league final-man u vs chelsea.most probably watching extra time if there's one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 more hours to end of yan shan and lea bdays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Miss goh suddenly approached my table due to "i not sure" claims by me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-GP pack was a living hell since i was the only one who finished 3/4 pack while yan shan and meng han did roughly. Alex chose to fall sick at that crucial moment. Like i say, its the curse taht has strike me, yan shan,sheldon and now finally alex. Wonder whether it goes in a cycle? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Have an impromptu basketball match 1v1 with edward. 1st match he won. However, the second match i drag till 13-11 while 7 balls are enough to determine the winner and we played the deuce rule.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Yan shan resolved the issue with the class girls. And joaquina self-proclaimed that she silently farted when she feel nervous when trying to apologise to yan shan. However, someone else also did so but on that occasion is loud and clear and after the consumption of stinky durians.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-We went to the market to have a surprise bday celebration. The people who are present are meng han,eliz,lea joa,yan shan and me. Joa and eliz secretly sneaked off to buy the watermelon cake. Talked about the different type of pranks in Jackass. Sing the birthday song and they blew the candles afterwards. Then, yan shan decides to return the favour by buying durians to treat us. You can imagine that strong scent of stinky durians when they teared open the plastic coverings. I never eat one. Its too sucky. The bus 185 comes so long and yan shan,lea and me are complaining whole night long. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7926370438426354233?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7926370438426354233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7926370438426354233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7926370438426354233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7926370438426354233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterdays-celebration-3-more-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SDQvKt83GII/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y_agTheNBCY/s72-c/lea+plus+yan+shan+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6366336781012322076</id><published>2008-05-18T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:57:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reply tags first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiting-sorry la.i nvr pay attention to what i type.mesmerise and memorise also not much diff.dun so petty la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane-updated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;louis-same comment as yiting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kai xian-ya i okay and i updated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joa-what you talking about? what post? i nvr delete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lea-ignore that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its a long weekend and i finally find time to blog after an abesence of around 5 or 6 days. This week seems to be interesting and boring at the same time. Boring aspect belongs to the economic exam while the interesting aspect belongs to the time spent together with friends yesterday and today. I never come school since thursday since i have to study economics. In the end, i end up defeating the purpose as i study at home only for a little while because i couldn't concentrate at all. My concentration span seriously sucks. Nevertheless, i think that the economics exan is manageable, especially since bahru gives us so much hint what to study. However, giving more time, i will be able to memorise facts better. Better time management next time. And econs paper is damn long-2hrs 40 mins. It can bore one to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sports day, i never go cuz i suspect it will be as dull and expected as mr wee's same expected m shape hairstyle everyday. A better choice will be stayed at home and rest after such tiring paper. i meet up with erkia,mao mao,wayne and louis for lunch at sakae sushi west mall. Being a noob, i forget there's supposed to meet them and ate lunch first before coming. Since its a buffet and eat-all-you-want, it kinda not worth it. However, the time and money spent is worth it since we rarely eat together and its full of laughters during the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wanna trade?" I mentioned to Wayne since he dun like the fried veggie while i dun like my fried tofu.&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;"why are u eating lunfa's runfu?" ervin suddenly said,causing wayne to spit out that tofu on the small pathetic tissue and nearly choke him due to unexpected laughter. Never mind if you all dun get it. Insider joke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we proceed to queensway to collect our jersey. i realised that the extra large shirt is damn big. i purposely ordered for extra large since my class jeresey' large size is small. It ended up that two of that shirts are not comfortable to wear. I bought shin guard and long socks since we are playing a match at the soccer field on 25th may. Its a friendly against Duc's vietnamese friends. Then, louis and mao ended up quarrelling cuz mao never get discount off his socks while the rest did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday means mahjong at my house with louis,yong hong and lea. I have no idea why yong hong and louis cheat by saying that they are not here yet but i saw them walking up the slope through the window. Nobody was at home since this saturday is the auction week. I won the first round with an excessive profit of 10 plus over, considering that its 10 cent one tai. In the end, i won only 3 bucks due to seat-switching and change of fortune. Surprised that the loser never lose due to the few times she hu. Louis loses and we 3 win.yay! After that, i off to company dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is another fun day. I wake up at 8.30 am and reached jurong east mrt station. We purposely asked mao to come early since he always comes late de. We told him 9.00am despite the meeting time is 9.30 am. As expected, he comes at around 9.20am. The people present are wayne,louis,mao,duc (He comes late-another potential mao),feric,alvin ( He went clubbing last night and was drunk. He vomit the way here and still in his clubbing outfit),edward,yong hong, jon,jia jun and me. Ervin went malaysia while bryan dislocated his feet while he was running for sports day. Haha.That means there will be one dislocated arm and one dislocated feet players in the same team. Take bus to telan garden or some garden. I forget what the name in front of the garden. When we reach there, the street soccer court is already occupied so we issue a challenge. We lose miserably by only scoring one goal in 5 matches we played. We are being thrashed by the adults but since they are so pro, its perfectly alright to lose. What more important is the experience gained. I realised that i drank like more than 2 litres within the space of 3 or 4 hours. I drank one whole big gulp, sugar cane and coconut drink. Damn. If it goes on, i am going to die from diabetes. Touchwood. Next time, i buy mineral water instead. We played like till 12pm before switching to the basketball court. I think that playing with ourselves is much better than the others cuz there so much joke while playing such as edward smacked by the ball when he wants to head, mao who has zero-accuracy shot rate, i completing missing the header while i jump alone to head,etc. We went to miss tiong's estate, tiong bahru for lunch before heading to alvin house for some recreational activites. Its fun to have this bunch of friends around.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been scolded quite fiercely by someone. However, being the usual idiot i am, i did something that that person should ought to do instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i like to wish my condolences to those who have died and lost their family members when the china quake strikes. May God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6366336781012322076?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6366336781012322076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6366336781012322076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6366336781012322076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6366336781012322076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-long-weekend-and-i-finally-find.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1873957529619090264</id><published>2008-05-16T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:18:06.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye bye econs.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye sports day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1873957529619090264?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1873957529619090264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1873957529619090264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1873957529619090264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1873957529619090264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-bye-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8304106886954892931</id><published>2008-05-13T19:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:36:54.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Try walking through the hospital corridors one day, hear their sufferings, feel their pain, listen to their despair, then you will know how to appreciate life better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visited Sheldon at the hospital just now and realised that he had lost somemore weight even though he claimed that he has gained one kilogram since his admin to SGH. He look damn skinny and his once-mountain like biceps have turned into a small lump of fats. And the sight of him cutting into a short hairstyle and wearing the blue colour surgery outfit does not make me feel that he looks good. He has most probably suffered during the one-week "chalet" at the hospital.After hearing his theory of having long thin tubes entering his body through his nostril, asshole and mouth, it just make it like a prison camp where the warden uses torturous method on the jail-birds. And the way he describes the treatment he has could make anyone digusted. I am willing to give anyone a million buck to have his or her ass, nose and mouth being poked with long tubes for 4 times in one week (excluding sheldon of cuz).Yong hong and his ex-clasmates were there but left for lunch after we entered the ward. Sheldon explained that his main aspirations he got from the hospital was to watch the pretty nurses or doctors doing their routine stuff. Only me,yan shan,wei chaing,meng han,brian,alex,yuan kang and yi shan went for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;-Econs test on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;-Sport day on friday.&lt;br /&gt;-vesak day on next monday.&lt;br /&gt;-Vector test on next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;-Gp test on next friday.&lt;br /&gt;-Operation most probably during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;-Euro 2008 during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;-More mugging during holidays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8304106886954892931?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8304106886954892931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8304106886954892931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8304106886954892931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8304106886954892931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/visited-sheldon-at-hospital-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4449471801148766929</id><published>2008-05-09T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:52:50.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;if i can turn back the time, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i can forget everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i can treat it as normal, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then how great it can be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4449471801148766929?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4449471801148766929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4449471801148766929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4449471801148766929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4449471801148766929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-i-can-turn-back-time-if-i-can-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5590284216357204464</id><published>2008-05-07T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:37:01.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I had 2 weird dreams yesterday night. Its not common for me to remember my dream after i woke up. Moreover, i remembered 2 of my dreams and its really weird. I know dreams are meant to be weird but mine is really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is that i dream of me playing soccer at a field where it resembles my primary school. It seems perfectly okay but i took the shot and the goalkeeper turns out to be the principal. Suddenly, there are thunderstorms. Feeling reluctant, i never go for shelter but continue kicking. Then, someone explain the consequences of being struck by a lightning. Then, i sort of feel the sizzling impact of lightning piercing through my body.Before anything could happen, i woke up. Its weird though dreams are weird in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing much to comment on since there lots of homework left undone and i am feeling tired. But at least i blogged.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5590284216357204464?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5590284216357204464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5590284216357204464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5590284216357204464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5590284216357204464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-had-2-weird-dreams-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2720456945992348548</id><published>2008-05-01T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:04:36.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;!st May 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1. I have to spend boring 3 hours to complete the mesmerizing of the spa notes. It seriously hectic. I just have to vomit out what i have mesmerized 2moro. Its seriously a brainless chore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2.I spend my whole morning and half of my afternoon at louis hse playing mj with mao and edward. Actually i was planning one for the class but there's sadly lack of kaki. Lost 9 dollar. Done a stupid error seriously as i feared to draw a tile.Instead i throw the winning tiles and the rest call me weirdo. Edward brings his lucky mouse who proved to be effective in his first round and win quite a large amount. Next time, i will ban animals/lucky charm. If i only know that he will bring his, i will bring a dozen of mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. Liverpool has been knocked out of the champions league. Aww. Seriously i wanna kill riise. His last minute own goal right at the dead prove to be the decisive. He can just whack the ball over the bar but he uses his bloody head to knock it into the net. A thousand vulgars will not cool my anger down. I just wish that he will leave next season. Go away riise, anywhere will do. And u still have not score one goal this whole season except 2 own goals. Never mind. We will come back stronger next season and win the champion league for the SIXTH times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. Medical check-up at NUH is scheduled at 3pm tomorrow. I can pon lesson. YEAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2720456945992348548?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2720456945992348548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2720456945992348548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2720456945992348548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2720456945992348548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/05/st-may-2008-1.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2689611276145901104</id><published>2008-04-26T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:01:43.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When one luck is down, any possible things can happen from even a very minor stuff such as sleeping. For those who knows, recurrence of my shoulder dislocation has struck again yesterday. It kinda brings back memory 3 years ago when the whole thing begin. I kinda shocked initially cuz i thought i was having a dream since the fact that it happen as early at 5 am in the morning. However, it turned out to be a living nightmare. Its a freak accident if you asked me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will like to thank those who have shown concerns and wished me a speedy recovery. I appreciate that. Thank you. And stop asking me how i dislocated. It's a standard question people asked so far. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually, this accident allows me to reflect on the fragility of life. When i was admitted into the emergency treatment room or some weird names they called, i saw a number of old folks wearing oxygen mask and having the same particular emotion. That is pain. P-A-I-N. They breathe motionlessly and lie on the bed as dead as a corpse. It struck me that we should learn to appreciate life now and learn how to make full use of what we have now. We will have to go through what the old have to go through in the future. Do you wanna regret on something when you are already 70 years old, lieing on the hospital bed? I also realised that man has to die one day, Will you rather die peacefully ( die while u sleeping ) or suffer under the fate of long-term diseases such as cancer? This emphasis the importance of good health and the need of exercising regularly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If dislocating my arm can help me realise such philosophy in life, i think its worth the pain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I have to make an important decision-to go or not  to go under the knife. God bless me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a happier note, i will like to congratulate wei chiang, yuan kang and arien for making to the finals of the talentine. The results do not matter since you all have reached so far.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On an unhappier note, i will have to sustain from all sports for a period of 3 months but i think the duration will be dragged to 1 year or so, depending on how the specialist commented on next friday. There goes my soccer and basketball. Hopefully, i still can be able to play mahjong which i think i could since there no need to exert too much strength unless u compare the weight of the tile to the weight of basketball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I reply tags also.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiao s-ya.i removed le. But its not racist ma. Its just a comment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lea-what u talking about? what child? huh? i dun understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shan-thanks i feel much better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;louis-haha.so how jean?why u nvr tell me u like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xianz-no i will not treat that as an excuse. i will do my hw even if i can only move one finger. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed-thanks. i think u spread the suay-ness to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yh-Why do i need 2 hands? i think i use one hand oso can win u in mahjng. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erer-are u ervin?i say i am alan smith le. Liverpool players too strong that y i dislocated. Man u so inhumane. sell me to newcastle becuz of my injury.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bin-ok go live in dustBIN world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2689611276145901104?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2689611276145901104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2689611276145901104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2689611276145901104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2689611276145901104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-one-luck-is-down-any-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5683993621336973846</id><published>2008-04-25T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:28:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A shoulder dislocation is an injury that occurs when the top of the arm bone (humerus) loses contact with the socket of the shoulder blade (scapula).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is a shoulder dislocation the same as a shoulder separation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No! A shoulder dislocation is often confused with a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://orthopedics.about.com/cs/shouldersurgery/a/separation.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoulder separation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, but these are two very different injuries! It is important to distinguish between these two problems because the issues with management, treatment, and rehabilitation are different. If you sustained a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://orthopedics.about.com/cs/shouldersurgery/a/separation.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoulder separation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rather than a shoulder dislocation, you can read more about that injury in the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://orthopedics.about.com/cs/shouldersurgery/a/separation.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;information on separated shoulders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you sustain a shoulder dislocation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The shoulder joint is made of three bones which come together at one place. The arm bone (humerus), the shoulder blade (scapula), and the collarbone (clavicle) all meet up at the top of the shoulder. A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://orthopedics.about.com/cs/shouldersurgery/a/separation.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoulder separation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; occurs when there is an injury to the joint between the scapula and clavicle--this is called an acromioclavicular (or A-C) separation. A shoulder dislocation occurs when there is an injury to the joint between the humerus and scapula.&lt;br /&gt;The joint between the humerus and scapula, also called the glenohumeral joint, is a ball-and-socket joint--the ball is on the top of the humerus, and this fits into a socket of the shoulder blade called the glenoid. This joint is incredible because it allows us to move our shoulder though an amazing arc of motion--no joint in the body allows more motion than the glenohumeral joint. Unfortunately, by allowing this wide range of motion, the shoulder is not as stable as other joints. Because of this, shoulder dislocations are not uncommon injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does a shoulder dislocation happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A shoulder dislocation generally occurs after an injury such as a fall or a sports-related injury. About 95% of the time, when the shoulder dislocates, the top of the humerus is sitting in front of the shoulder blade--an anterior dislocation. In less than 5% of cases, the top of the humerus is behind the shoulder blade--a posterior dislocation. Posterior dislocations are unusual, and seen after injuries such as electrocution or after a seizure.&lt;br /&gt;What are the symptoms of a shoulder dislocation?Patients with a shoulder dislocation are usually in significant pain. They know something is wrong, but may not know they have sustained a shoulder dislocation. Symptoms of shoulder dislocation include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoulder pain&lt;br /&gt;Arm held at the side, usually slightly away from the body with the forearm turned outward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loss of the normal rounded contour of the deltoid muscle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is the diagnosis of a shoulder dislocation made?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diagnosis of a shoulder dislocation is usually quite apparent just by talking to a patient and examining their joint. Patients must be examined to determine if there is any nerve or blood vessel damage. This should be done prior to reduction (repositioning) of the shoulder dislocation. X-rays should be obtained to check for any fracture around the joint, and to determine the pattern of the shoulder dislocation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5683993621336973846?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5683993621336973846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5683993621336973846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5683993621336973846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5683993621336973846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/04/shoulder-dislocation-is-injury-that.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1722134916172725663</id><published>2008-04-20T20:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:22:50.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfWlJAZvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pDynsRpVyLA/s1600-h/IMGA0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191347837006276338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfWlJAZvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pDynsRpVyLA/s320/IMGA0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfXFJAZwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OJG9UVKaBEA/s1600-h/PICT0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191347845596210946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfXFJAZwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OJG9UVKaBEA/s320/PICT0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the toilets-nice smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfXVJAZxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7IVkMz-xxiU/s1600-h/PICT0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191347849891178258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtfXVJAZxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7IVkMz-xxiU/s320/PICT0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crops plantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc6lJAZsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PkpgLb_vz6o/s1600-h/PICT0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191345156946683586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc6lJAZsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PkpgLb_vz6o/s320/PICT0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riding a bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc7VJAZtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pQYQnZN1DoY/s1600-h/PICT0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191345169831585490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc7VJAZtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pQYQnZN1DoY/s320/PICT0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc71JAZuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SvtSQtYdwi8/s1600-h/IMGA0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191345178421520098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtc71JAZuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SvtSQtYdwi8/s320/IMGA0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis acting cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbKVJAZpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SBAdLbfaojM/s1600-h/PICT0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343228506367634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbKVJAZpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SBAdLbfaojM/s320/PICT0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look like fei yu qing but its my uncle in china.the pose quite cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbKlJAZqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aKESaCyQ1FE/s1600-h/PICT0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343232801334946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbKlJAZqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aKESaCyQ1FE/s320/PICT0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbLFJAZrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HIvJfbmOdN8/s1600-h/PICT0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343241391269554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtbLFJAZrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HIvJfbmOdN8/s320/PICT0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQFJAZmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TEC6vXph_Ks/s1600-h/PICT0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191341128267359842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQFJAZmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TEC6vXph_Ks/s320/PICT0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pic taken at the moutaintop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQVJAZnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MXS-DRkOgz4/s1600-h/PICT0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191341132562327154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQVJAZnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MXS-DRkOgz4/s320/PICT0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQlJAZoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7quJwbRNcCE/s1600-h/PICT0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191341136857294466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtZQlJAZoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7quJwbRNcCE/s320/PICT0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the hotel-room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXHlJAZjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8jR9fO9Ckd0/s1600-h/PICT0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338783215216178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXHlJAZjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8jR9fO9Ckd0/s320/PICT0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenery again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXIFJAZkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iYvsk-5Eo6k/s1600-h/PICT0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338791805150786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXIFJAZkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iYvsk-5Eo6k/s320/PICT0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family potrait-excluding my sis holding the cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXIVJAZlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/a_iyLtltx8o/s1600-h/PICT0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338796100118098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtXIVJAZlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/a_iyLtltx8o/s320/PICT0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foods.I think that food grown at the countryside is the best la dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU9lJAZgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/l1Z29l8JCyw/s1600-h/PICT0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336412393268738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU9lJAZgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/l1Z29l8JCyw/s320/PICT0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic damn artistic-taken by me.Featuring the life of villagers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU91JAZhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bsOGqNkEokI/s1600-h/PICT0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336416688236050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU91JAZhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bsOGqNkEokI/s320/PICT0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU-FJAZiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bkY3cd3sdRo/s1600-h/PICT0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336420983203362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAtU-FJAZiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bkY3cd3sdRo/s320/PICT0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at some place outside the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight to see clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,things are simple in nature but we just make it look complicated.For example, i just realised that vectors need not always use those complicated theory like ratio theorom or etc. Instead simple methods such as as 0C=OY plus YC can simply solve the question. This not only applies to math but also to life. We tend to look deeper into something when actually there nothing much regarding the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my whole weekend doing nothing. I stuck at maths and yet i continued doing. Better time management next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went online to search for better understanding for vectors but ended up chatting and surfing net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie on my bed trying my best to study maths but ended up sleeping for an hour or plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked for the kick-off time for liverpool vs fulham match but ended up watching tv for an whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i finally decide to study, my dad asked me to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1722134916172725663?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1722134916172725663/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-2829175969792565583.post-4420999913837983392</id><published>2008-04-17T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:35:17.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am tired about all sorts of things that revolve around me.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish life could be that easy.&lt;br /&gt;Revert back the time to know how it used to be like.&lt;br /&gt;Revert-reverting-reverted.&lt;br /&gt;FAILED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4420999913837983392?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4420999913837983392/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-2829175969792565583.post-7880056713220486113</id><published>2008-04-12T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:05:13.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAC5nobSwnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SVJcf6305xo/s1600-h/07S31cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188350861248742002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/SAC5nobSwnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SVJcf6305xo/s320/07S31cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copied from joaquina's blog.I am going to identify the people present in the drawings but i think it will be the hardest job ever and no thanks to the person who draw this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first row(left to right)-wei chiang(cuz of his haristyle and music characters above his head),yuan kang(cuz wei chiang is beside him),yan shan(curly hair)meng han(ping-pong bat),brian(book on his hand),alex( hairstyle), sheldon( i dun know-by elimination menthod) and me( long legs and hands)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second row(left to right)-joaquina(my instinct),yi shan(my instinct),desiree(banana,overheard from joa),amanda(my instinct),jean(my instinct),lea(overheard from joa),sek chin(my instinct),kai xian(my instinct),eliz(my instinct),yiting(ball),lois(my instinct),seraphine(my instinct)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conclusion-the girls are based on instinct.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liverpool through the quarter final with arsenal being knocked out. thanks toure.u make my week by conceding the penalty.theo walcot is fabulous-that sprint from his own penalty is breathtaking(appaulse).chelsea again in semi final.hoping to complete a hat trick of wins against them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7880056713220486113?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7880056713220486113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7880056713220486113' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8908669417084298629</id><published>2008-04-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:45:13.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Switching back temporary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dun ask why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just feel like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;switch back some other day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8908669417084298629?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8908669417084298629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8908669417084298629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8908669417084298629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8908669417084298629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/04/switching-back-temporary.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6222117041232255835</id><published>2008-04-06T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:43:39.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally win.&lt;br /&gt;I finally break my losing streak.&lt;br /&gt;Every dog has its day even though i am not a dog. Bark!&lt;br /&gt;Napha next week.&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool draw arsenal again at 1-1.Strong penalty claims waved aside again. A case of deju vu?&lt;br /&gt;Being neighbours with referee is a good thing cuz it can make a definite penalty disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Bendtner is the clown of the day as it tries to score within 1cm by applying the final touch on the line but ended up preventing the goal. And of all arsenal players, he is the one who score the equaliser yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Cardiff will win Barnsley. Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;No thanks to someone&lt;added&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply tags&lt;br /&gt;Joa-sorry i dun know how to spell your name. Maybe i will check the dictionary later. Are u da qing ma qiao with brian in my tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;Nameless-name yourself&lt;br /&gt;Xiao shen- I can see ma. Never mind. Let play mj next time. I will thrash u.&lt;br /&gt;lois-why? that a model answer&lt;br /&gt;opps-hatricks of draws? Arsenal season ended up liverpool. No more premier league title and champion league. TROPHYLESS.&lt;br /&gt;amanda-go gang and u gain 1 tai. Simple?&lt;br /&gt;louis-ya.i give up half-way&lt;br /&gt;lea-who have i supposed to thank? Myself? Fang ma guo lai? familar?&lt;br /&gt;xian-=(&lt;br /&gt;sheldon-haha.u pon one whole week lei.PRO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6222117041232255835?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6222117041232255835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6222117041232255835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6222117041232255835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6222117041232255835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah-i-finally-win.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4711801893201806858</id><published>2008-04-02T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:43:57.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Update.2moro will be an extented holiday. Yeah! But only specially for me. No prizes of guessing why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i cannot seem to grasp the concepts of new chapters such as biology and economics. I am like stoning during the lesson, wishing time can just crept fast. Every few minutes, i will hope that it translates to few hours. Seriously, i think i am just wasting my time away in school, doing nothing but just to listen to boring lectures which few remained stuck in my minds. Sometimes, its beneficial to skip lessons,provided if you self-study at home. Self-study definitely is much better than having to gone through a hell of lectures. So, i conclude the reasons why i am skipping lessons 2mr. Anyway, i am down with heachache. Am i lying? Hope that 2moro will turn out a productive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in the last few weeks unless you count special events such as Tuesday's April's Fool. It is much funny during the secondary school's days. As the years passed by, it seemed that its getting boring and duller. The girls decided to trick s by faking a letter for handcuts.No scare! Sound so fake duh. Wei chiang confirms our minor doubts when he called wee for double-checks and the way wee replys sound hilarous. Try harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a part of the body beginning with 'N'&lt;br /&gt;Knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a famous bridge&lt;br /&gt;The bridge over troubled waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something that floats in the bath&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name an occupation where you need a torch&lt;br /&gt;A burglar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4711801893201806858?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4711801893201806858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4711801893201806858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4711801893201806858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4711801893201806858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/04/update.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1879666156629052238</id><published>2008-03-29T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:05:30.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My ex &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no x maybe y or z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am listening to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano by &lt;a class="MusicListInfoLinks" href="http://www.6621.com/Special_List/BB1E6C73E.html" target="_6621Singer"&gt;范逸臣&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back and mug for tutorial 18 and chemistry independent learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that i dun hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best friends are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that are close to me dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i am answering to this set of questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no respect for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losers,assholes,bastard,etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that i dun love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The meaning of my screen name is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what screen name u mean? i dun understand.skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere, someone is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be doing something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever seems like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to attend miss tiong's boring lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never want to lose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Given a hickey?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip.i dunnoe what the meaning of hickey.maybe i check the dictionary later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a one night stand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.i nvr stand for one night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made someone cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.when i win and make others lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opened your Christmas presents early?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been online for more than 10 hours in a row?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.appear offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretended to be someone you weren't online?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you supposed to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eaten food that fell on the floor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been caught cheating?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.i been a master in cheating skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been caught naked?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when young.i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flashed someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.nice qns.no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone out without underwear on?l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la.maybe young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swallowed bath water?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only drink clean water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peed in the pool?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe when i am young.stop asking such stupid qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been so drunk you can't walk?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la.i will not be drunk no matter how much i drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken wind and blamed someone else?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. i learn to shift the blames on others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done something mean you regretted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. regretted throwing out the winning tile.same as louis ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever liked someone and not told them how you feel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a crush on a brother/sister's friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are still imature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1879666156629052238?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1879666156629052238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1879666156629052238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1879666156629052238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1879666156629052238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-ex-no-x-maybe-y-or-z-i-am-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2918116427104059569</id><published>2008-03-23T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:52:37.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here to reply my tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joa=&gt;why cannot u see? Maybe you are blinded with love.&lt;br /&gt;xiao s=&gt;spam 2 times. haha. the problem solved le so you can see now hopefully. congrats to  your winning of 23 bucks. may we win together next time. My blogskin really sux ma&gt; that hurtful to the one who created it.&lt;br /&gt;edward=&gt;monster plus demon. u enjoy doing 13 yaos?&lt;br /&gt;bin=&gt;i nvr zilian. Its people help me take de. Dun anyhow sprout nonsense. Go back to your dustbin world and take cam-whored photos.&lt;br /&gt;louis=&gt;a loserish blogskin?haha.that must be the one who created this blogskin is the one that is loser.ya.i linked you finally. hooray&lt;br /&gt;ervin=&gt;surprised guest. And i dun understand what you tag. why ee zhao? weirdo&lt;br /&gt;xianz=&gt;no la.my chinese not that strong.only a but no a star.&lt;br /&gt;lea=&gt;wanna me exposed your secrets ar? go lose another 22 bucks la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of tags reply.However, main emphasis is the previous entry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2918116427104059569?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2918116427104059569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2918116427104059569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2918116427104059569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2918116427104059569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-to-reply-my-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8813838936547960945</id><published>2008-03-23T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:24:06.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a msn conversation between me,brian and desiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brian tan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also tell you all a big secret!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see i not shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tell u directly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brian tan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVE DESIREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha..so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com*yips.com* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brian tan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dun believe, i can send u the whole conversation by asking me online,calling my handphone or sending through email.&lt;br /&gt;So i caught them in the act.&lt;br /&gt;This is considered as a big news for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprils fool coming.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8813838936547960945?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8813838936547960945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8813838936547960945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8813838936547960945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8813838936547960945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-is-msn-conversation-between.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1189275674737077683</id><published>2008-03-20T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:37:10.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging after a week or soon. Long weekend ahead. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just accomplished the tough mission of installing the damn router to my computer so that i will not need to complete for internet with my brother. But its hard to resist the temptation of wireless internet connection. Being a total computer-idiot, i consulted those that are much more expert in these areas but none managed to guide me through the installation programme.Its harder than 1 billion math questions compund together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1189275674737077683?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1189275674737077683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1189275674737077683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1189275674737077683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1189275674737077683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogging-after-week-or-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-534511555714648937</id><published>2008-03-16T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:03:12.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2moro is school day.&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;Tons of homework left undone.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember we have a field trip for cultural studies at somewhere-forgeth where that sound fresh since i ponned the lessons so much.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what we have to do there? Maybe we can just walk off in between.&lt;br /&gt;Tired as i wake up early at 5.30am for shao mu ( i think hanyi piyin wrong. My chinese is not that strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to mug&lt;br /&gt;good luck for me&lt;br /&gt;ps;i find that damn wire-it coiled around the speakers so perfectly and it camouflaged so perfectly that my naked eyes could not see. Kind of amused when i find it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-534511555714648937?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/534511555714648937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=534511555714648937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/534511555714648937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/534511555714648937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/2moro-is-school-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2006064989603281972</id><published>2008-03-14T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:10:59.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qU_bddsXI/AAAAAAAAAII/0k7jAqznHwk/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177614539039814002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qU_bddsXI/AAAAAAAAAII/0k7jAqznHwk/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me vs ervin-liverpool vs man u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qUcrddsWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pa505o7kaZo/s1600-h/Image038+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177613942039359842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qUcrddsWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pa505o7kaZo/s320/Image038+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mao's act cute face-look at his right hand-just like a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qUE7ddsVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y2nXzuASfKw/s1600-h/12072007545(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177613534017466706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qUE7ddsVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y2nXzuASfKw/s320/12072007545(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goldfish look alike &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn suay can? i keep on losing my stuff and money. luck plz dun forsake me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2006064989603281972?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2006064989603281972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2006064989603281972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2006064989603281972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2006064989603281972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-vs-ervin-liverpool-vs-man-u-maos-act.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R9qU_bddsXI/AAAAAAAAAII/0k7jAqznHwk/s72-c/IMG_0260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8171962367001656230</id><published>2008-03-11T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:14:20.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A billion years since i have blogged.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have sleepin either too late or too little these days. Last night i sleep through 12 hours from 8.30pm to 8.30am. And i sleep as late as 4.30am-sound familar,isn't it yuan kang?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On monday, i have to wake up early in the morning for first aid duty in school. Its a super long 12 hours shift and me edward and louis are just apparently waiting for people to be hurt and we healed tem with our fantastic first aid skill which i know nothing about it except of applying plasters on a tiny cuts. However, vice-president is also have the same schedule as us and he does all the dirty works. WE played risk all day long and another monday is wasted again. I did not go for math test. The class went k-box afterwards and i have to give it a miss due to the firts aid duty.Went home and sleep. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On sunday, its sentosa day and we tanned the whole day long. However, the sun is playing a trick with us and it keeps raining. We played throw-the-ball-at-the -coconut-tree and the loser has to do forfeit which sheldon and i lose. I nvr does my forfeit as i forget. Too bad. The ball get stuck on the tree as wei chiang exerts too much strength. Throw a dozen of tools upwars waiting to savage the ball. Play soccer with some malays. Then the gals came along and i am being thrown into the water by the guys. I do not bring an extra underwear. Dun ask me why cuz i forget. Then we have lunch at vivo city and went to yan shan hse for mahjong. I win finally yeah after 11 consecutive rounds. TAKE NOTE PPL MY LUCK COMING BACK. Cabbed home with lea and yuan kang afterwards.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On saturday, there is a econs seminar which i am bieng forced to go. The econs teacher never even attend and we have only one aim that is to EAT. Lecture is apparently boring and we pon after that to attned the open house. Watch movie after that but i give it a miss cuz due to my theory that why-get-paid-and-get-yourslef-so-scared-that-you-are-hiding0under-your-bed? Me and Brian wanted to go home and rest but wei chiang forces us to stay by using under-resort methods.Play basketball with look alike selemat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to all who show concern. I am just mad at something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here to reply tag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xianz-u said that a billion times. Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shan-ya okay i find yk for counselling.u mind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;louis-haha.no i just upset man u lose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;binbin-welcome.i help losers cuz i am a winner. U sure will get aces if u work hard.gogogogogogogogo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oops-oops i lost it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jl-hi.who r u?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yiting-walao.how u know i playing? are u spying on me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sheldon-i throw chao mian. will u kiss and hug the bday card?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas selemat-where r u? R u playing with bball with me on saturday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lea-u go lose all the way since u love to lose anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8171962367001656230?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8171962367001656230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8171962367001656230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8171962367001656230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8171962367001656230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/billion-years-since-i-have-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3773799024582062935</id><published>2008-03-08T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:11:15.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FCUK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just fcuk off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3773799024582062935?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3773799024582062935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3773799024582062935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3773799024582062935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3773799024582062935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/fcuk-wtf-just-fcuk-off.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5779691098340074628</id><published>2008-03-01T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:34:04.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One week has flew past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week is going to be a sickening torturous week that has tons of tests waiting to strike us down. I wasted my saturday at home doing nothing but only finished doing chemistry till self-attempt qns and have a hell lot waiting to be accomplished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An update for this week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Yiting 18th bday and went to the nearby bakery to buy a cake for her and we have to skip cultural studies as a result. But who cares cultural studies? It is just an useless lesson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Have a hard time to light up the candles cuz the lighters are forever not lighting up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Econs extra lesson is a waste of time since i cannot understand the concepts and i damn tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Chemistry SPA. Apparently, i have finished just on the dot. Percentage yield has increased to 11 percent from my usual 2percent. However, when i realised that people has percentage yield as high as 60 percentage yield, my improvement of 9 percent makes no point.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Dental apoointment which make me wait so long. What the point of having an appointment at 3.30pm and waited till 4.55 pm and spend only freakly 10 minutes for treatment. Totally a waste of time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Nothing much except that hellish smell that came from lois' dirty smelly shoes. It is worse than someone who fart in the sense that one is everlasting for the whole day. Lois. Plz go buy a new shoes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Jokes kept me alive for the whole day and we cracked jokes during gp lessons. Supposed to find more jokes on the net but online jokes are not funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Stayed back late in school to walk around and chit-chat with loser lea and alex. Bought ice-cream which that loser buys first. Lol. It makes me a loser to buy the same kind of ice-cream that a loser has bought. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Orientation 2 is still like usual in the sense they still spaying water. Do they ever learn? Maybe i should just snap one photo and post it on STOMP.haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Play basketball a while and my shirt is dirty due to the mixture of sweat and the dirt. Spread some of the dirt to my friends to showcase friendship. Apparently, they did not appreciate it and i have to get a slap from the loser.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I do not know that we have to complete Ionic Equilibrum and ended up being nagged by miss goh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Math lecture test is somehow easy in the sense that i only leave 2 qns blank. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Mr wee is a liar as he still teaches us after math lecture and it is supposed to cancel. It is pushed forward to yesterday but apparently he decides to have one. Too bad mr wee is not mr lee in the sense he does not have the same initial "L". Cuz it suits him perfectly like how loser suits lea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Have cdc duty afterwards and it is fun ushering people around cuz it so slack and we have free cip hours. I am under ervin the ic of the day. Even er er can be an ic. IC is cool in the sense that they have a walkie-donkie. First aid, fire fighting and cpr are these 3 stations we are supposed to bring them to. Mao the cat never comes and jeremy the luo mee king took over his shift but go home a 5pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-JJ night afterwards with my class. Flipped a coin to decide whether should i go or not cuz i cannot decide. Some highs and lows. Constantly being stepped by others on my new shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-CDC duty again. Do the same routine stuff as usual but is under louis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Went for cca dinner afterwards with louis mao shan ervin jeremy edward ernest zheng hui. jeremy ps-ed us when we reached jp. edward ps-ed us when he saw his class outside pizza hut. Zheng hui says that he won get any CIP hours as a result of psing us. Maybe it is due to the influnce of the loser lea he has been through so he displays loser behaviour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Pizza hut for dinner. Share a 4-people set meal with only 3 - me mao and ervin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Chat with louis mao and ervin on our back to the interchange.Totally enjoying to chat with friends on the way back home cuz it keeps one occupied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Gurkhas is everywhere near my estate due to the JI leader that has escaped out of the dentention camp.Hope they catch him sooner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to study for this whole week. No playing of basketballs anymore after school for this week. TIme to exercise self-disclipine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing off. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5779691098340074628?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5779691098340074628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5779691098340074628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5779691098340074628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5779691098340074628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-week-has-flew-past.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8439760563225919033</id><published>2008-02-24T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:15:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know its dumb to blog twice a day but i just have an urge to blog a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is not for the faint-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R8F77iKfkLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wGXUIGhwY58/s1600-h/21072007003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170550109911355570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R8F77iKfkLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wGXUIGhwY58/s320/21072007003.jpg" 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;I know it's rude to display pictures without getting the person's permission. So wayne if u dun wish to display it, give me a call and i will delete it if you give me 500 great reasons. But i am sure you won mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8439760563225919033?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8439760563225919033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8439760563225919033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8439760563225919033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8439760563225919033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-know-its-dumb-to-blog-twice-day-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R8F77iKfkLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wGXUIGhwY58/s72-c/21072007003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1850287064745545064</id><published>2008-02-24T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:43:04.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just come back from cdc event at Gek Poh Ville CC where it is somewhere near the school. Seriously i do not have an idea why it is called as Gek Poh Ville but most probably named after a person who named Gek Poh? Wake up damn late today due to the late night rest yesterday. Supposed to meet at 8 am at the cc but ended up that i am still on bed at 8.30am. So rushed down through my dad's car and started duty. So basically me louis and ervin are supposed to be in charge of a game stall which give out free goodies to those partcipants and no money are collected from them as the gifts are absolute free. We have to teach them about water safety whichi is kinda bull shit as we are not teach of that so i anyhow talk bullshit. They supposed to hook one board and i asked them questions. Whether it is correct or not, they will get a prize. It is kinda crappy as some basically there for the prizes and mostly are from china due to their thick accent. TRUST ME. They are ultra super kiasu that they snatch the gifts from you no matter whether you as the organiser refused or accepted. Ask louis the victim if you dun believe. He is kinda being harrassed by the china people and supposely suffered from their scratches from their long fingernails. Yong hong, aren't you one of those china people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, me mao shan edward louis ervin jeremy and zheng hui ( president of cdc-see we even get the president to eat with us ) ate lunch and headed to home. Have a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is totally suay. I got triple-psed by lea sheldon and david. Walao. I will ps them in the future cuz they owned me one. Buy addias shoe from Lot 1 as my current shoes have holes. Supposely to have study group at my home. But we ended up having studied only 1.5 hours and it is not productive due to the laziness of sheldon and lea. they gave up and started to discuss whether to watch movie or play mahjong. How i wish i will choose the former. Cuz i ended up losing again. Plz la. it must be due to the 'loser' chantings that i have been undergone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the highlight. On monday, there supposely to have a special announcement to the class by somone as that person promised me to do that. If that person nvr do that, he or she will break her promise/vow and deemed as a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of tests this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blast off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1850287064745545064?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1850287064745545064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1850287064745545064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1850287064745545064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1850287064745545064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-come-back-from-cdc-event-at-gek.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6602710453994198067</id><published>2008-02-20T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:15:35.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First thing first. I reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binbin-&gt; i know yours eyecandy oso. And u always pon pc de.&lt;br /&gt;lea-&gt;Dun worry. i won regret de cuz i am not a loser like somoneone else.&lt;br /&gt;winner-&gt;are u a winner? i doubt so. Change your name so that u won corrupt my blog&lt;br /&gt;tys-&gt; 2-0 to the mighty reds.&lt;br /&gt;shan-&gt;no.so how is your lunch with your beloved yuan kang?&lt;br /&gt;amanda-&gt; YOU MORE AH. Seriously i think you need wheelchairs as you are seriously lame.&lt;br /&gt;xianz-&gt; Feeling better now. Are u feeling emo?&lt;br /&gt;yh-&gt;Better than arsenal who is kena trashed 4-0 by man u.SORE LOSER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing i update. YOG is 2moro when i nvr participate due to various reasons and i hate cheering anyway. Hope that moscow will win cuz i want to see the reactions of the people's faces when they learn that they have LOST. Then the whole atmosphere will be dampened. The organiser seriously will say that if singapore can make it to the final two, it is already an acheivement . But then i watching the people reactions when they learn that they have LOST is a way cooler experience than watching spore win and people start to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!Bball is fun as strange things happen like brian purposely shot on the board so that joaquina can jump in front of him, lea chasing people around and unleashing her super ultra mega ultimate omega long fingernails and scratching people'skin like nobody's business, yuank kang' s self-claimed-winner-bbut-actually-deep-inside-he-knows-he-is a-loser attitude,yi shan who passes the ball to yuan kang doe to their secret underground relationship, dersiree who bounce the ball in an amusing funny way, eliz who everyone must wear protective helmet when she shoots, wei chiang who loses to me 2 occasions but yet dun admit, etc etc ( due to the short of ideas so i nvr mention everyone )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who is my angel cuz she seems to treat me well and knows me well at the same time. Give e me two letters and 2 h20. But the best thing is that she gives me a cad titled LUCK. WA. Seriously in love with the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people say that rumourswill stick to you for life even though you have carried on living. It seems that i agree their statement as it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya. i recalled that yan shan forgets to zip his pants during math lesson on monday and wei chiang reminds him. Kinda random but i just blogged what it comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex joked that he will stay loyal and wait to rebekah and not change his heart if he sees another chio girl. Kinda hard to believe but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just come back frm louis hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6602710453994198067?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6602710453994198067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6602710453994198067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6602710453994198067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6602710453994198067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-thing-first.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6483036747406696215</id><published>2008-02-17T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:35:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Time for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling quite down now so i just briefly states the event that has happened during the last fe days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;-Valentine Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;-Slack day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;-ex-s25 gathering Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of my updates.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6483036747406696215?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6483036747406696215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6483036747406696215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6483036747406696215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6483036747406696215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-for-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-4887785823638630706</id><published>2008-02-13T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:22:54.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I realised that shopping is a sickening and toturing type of exercise which is irony enjoyed by the females. Walao. I swear if my future gf is a pro-shopping type, i will break up with her immediately. Lol.Just kidding. But i do not see the point of shopping till ur legs turned jelly-like and with an enormous hole burnt at your packet.I mean you just have to decide what you have to buy beforehand and purchase right on the spot. There is no absolute reason to walk to find one that is better as the saying goes yi fen qian yi fen huo. Walking aimlessly around the mall is an absolute sucide. If you have time to spend, at least spend at a theathre and sat at the seat,enjoying the movie. Or you can choose to engage in other more meaningful activities. It sounds like i am an anti-shopping dude and yes! i dun like shopping at all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My poor legs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-4887785823638630706?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/4887785823638630706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=4887785823638630706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4887785823638630706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/4887785823638630706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-realised-that-shopping-is-sickening.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3012854042978703991</id><published>2008-02-09T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:24:56.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just come back from the visit to louis hse and kong fu dunk movie.Due to the fact that i needed to meet at 10.30 and i am still eating my breakfast at 10.15. i forget to bring the mandarian oranges and is sort of embarassed. However, i still managed to get a hongbao.yeah.then play a little bit of mahjong-3 rounds to be exact and it takes 5 hrs. Ya. Only 5 hrs equal to 4 rounds and 16 winds.I love it cuz its quick and fast but i lose like 12 bucks. Ever since i win the 33 bucks at louis hse i have stopped winning mahjong anymore le. A curse huh? Kong fu dunk is pretty fake and acting skills are poor but if u r a hardcore jay chou fan, ignore what i have said. It's like the other version of kong fu soccer. So what next is coming out? Kong fu bowling? Kong fu volleyball? Nonetheless, the special effects make it worth a watch. 3.5/5 rating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2829175969792565583-3012854042978703991?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3012854042978703991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3012854042978703991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3012854042978703991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3012854042978703991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-come-back-from-visit-to-louis-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2475906737651137446</id><published>2008-02-07T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:29:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ok.It's new year. Received tons of hong bao today. Hooray. More income for spending and to boost the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday--Choose our mortal and angels again and start another round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Sek Chin injured her leg and we have to take care of her by accompanying her to the class and pushing the wheelchair around. It seems serious but yet minor. She took a cab home with desiree and joaquina. Some people mention that sitting on a wheelchair means it will bring you tons of bad luck. And my classmates want me to sit on the wheelchair with a theory that one who has bad luck should sit on a wheelchair as negative multiply by negative equals to positive which sounds logical yet senseless.In the end, i give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Received consent forms for cdc activities which it falls on tuesday and another day. Finding reasons to pon as class outing is on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about tuesday and wedesday some other days. it sound abrupt but i got important things that i forget and just remember. Oh shyt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2475906737651137446?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2475906737651137446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2475906737651137446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2475906737651137446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2475906737651137446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7958323407191669396</id><published>2008-02-03T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T09:58:49.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have reunion dinner at boon lay restaurant yesterday with my family. Booked  big tables cuz there are roughly about 33 relatives present which i only see like 2 or 3 times a year except for one that is in jjc. The dinner is fabulous as it served wonderful dishes like shark-fin,yu shen, duck,etc. Then, i have to go down to the mart to buy chocolate bar for jeremy bday as someone forgets to sms me about whether she has buy the present yet. So jeremy,it is her fault who results in the late bday. Blame her if you r not happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday is class outing day. Revealed our angel and mortal game and i acquired the knowledge that i got two angels-seraphine ( a mortal plus angel) and who ar? i forget who is my other angel le. Sry. Lesson is absolutely dry and boring. I am surpried that gp teacher nvr "bomb" us as expected but we are only required to do the tca once again but in only 1hr. That not as bad as i predicted. Then, we headed to k-box at jurong east entertainment. 14 people turned up but yuan kang counted 15 in the bus. Weird. Maybe he counted one extra or he seriously needs math consultation with mr wee. K-box is erm...fun cuz it interacts and bonds the class closer.Then, loser lea has to went off to celebrate her mum's bday and returned when we are eating dinner. We chatted about stuffs like who has the most gf or bf, how rugby about?,blah blah. After eating, we went up to the roof-top for more talkings. But i had to go off early. Too bad. Photos are at lea's blog but i am lazy to go copy it to paste it at my blog. Maybe i will do that once i am free. However, the link at my blog is her the other blog. So ppl , find your ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday is wei chiang's bday and we celebrated at the basketball court. There are lots of laughters as usual and we created a new character in our class that is named wei jean ( an imaginery baby whose dad is wei chiang and mum is jean) . Scandalous. Some left while some stayed for basketball. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ordeal of having three tests is over. Though it is tough, the prospect of interacting with my classmates make me look forward to school. How irony is that. Guess it is the power of friendship. I must not sound like wei chiang's thanks you message,"deep of my heart" and "friends forever" which sounds mushy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday will be an exciting day to look forward to. School permitted us to wear house clothes and there will be no"hey boy. How many times you want me to say? TUCK IN your shirt" from the dm. Heard that we are going to have yu sheng with mr wee. Hope that his pimples will not dilute the yu sheng. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is the bad news. Sry guys. There will be no chalets on Tuesday as i cannot find one that is available except costa sands. It most probably booked for new year. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7958323407191669396?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7958323407191669396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7958323407191669396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7958323407191669396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7958323407191669396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-reunion-dinner-at-boon-lay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1740080282555349868</id><published>2008-01-30T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:20:50.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R6BrSyLeoSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MSByDkaQmBE/s1600-h/ah+long+pte+ltd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161243143418323234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R6BrSyLeoSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MSByDkaQmBE/s320/ah+long+pte+ltd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, this picture is extracted from louis blog about his class's new year decoration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its wednesday today. It means that half of the week has gone past. Yeah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our clas has started on the game-Angel and Mortal and it keeps the class bonded to the maximum. So people are guessing about who their angels are and who their mortals are. Since Monday,there will be cries of "mortals" or "angels" in most discussions. And we are going to reveal our identity on this Friday. i am going to learn to be smart and choose only 1 mortal cuz having 2 mortals are energy-taxing. I know it is not that much work but still,i prefer only one. So far, i recieved one good-luck-for-bio-test and one 100 plus drink from my beloved angel. Thanks you whoever you are. But i am not a baddie because i also bought gifts to my mortals and i am wondering what i will give them 2moro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have decided to change my handphone due to the fact that my old handphone has given up on me and existing phone can be considered as an antique. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also,i have agreed to buy the same addias bag as louis,mao shan,ervin,jeremy and wayne.It will be damn cool if we managed to do that cuz six people carring the same bags definitely is awesome. But there may be last minutes ps from someone which can spolit this feat. When we are playing soccer, we placed our same bags on one row and it looked like we are professional players. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Monday, i ate swensens with louis( die hard man u fan=die hard liverpool enemy),mao shan (self-claimed that some girl is a BIT pretty a BIT cute) , ervin (er-kia-translated to chinese and it means digusting son), jeremy ( only has braces on the lower row of teeth ). Must admit taht eating ice-creams with my friends are awesome. Ate six different kinds till we are fulled. However, it is not that expensive since jeremy has the buy 1 get 1 free voucher. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese new year is next week and there will be tons of gambling and fun. For the sake of chinese new year, i have changed my braces colour to red-lucky colour. Hoped that it will bring me an unlimited supply of good luck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2/2008-Class outing at K-box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5/2/2008-Class celebartion at my house's function room( not confirm yet since i have not booked yet)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16/2/2008-ex-s25 gathering at alex house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And many many exciting fixtures more..Ole.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31/1/2008-wei chiang birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2/2008-jeremy birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday in advance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing off. Good luck for math test,my beloved mortals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1740080282555349868?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1740080282555349868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1740080282555349868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1740080282555349868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1740080282555349868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-wednesday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/R6BrSyLeoSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MSByDkaQmBE/s72-c/ah+long+pte+ltd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-7922495403294765146</id><published>2008-01-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:18:29.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;waa.there are three tests coming out next week and that spell mugging for the weekends. And also dozens of homeworks waiting along. Just reach home from school just now and my whole body suffered from aches due to the long tiring basketball practice and the never-ending pc lessons. Play basketball om tuesday,wednesday and friday right after school and each session exceeds more than 2 hours. And after every basketball training, i feel so tired and dropped dead on my bed once i reached home. But i cannot resist the temptation of playing basketball with my classmates. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, i waited for 1 freaky hour for the 174 bus to reach the stop and it is so frustrating since i wanted to reach home as fast as possible. I was like cursing and cursing under my breath and the others are doing the same. And when it finally comes, there are not only one bus but two 174 double-decked bus. Suay sia. Hope that after this bad luck encountered, i will have tons of luck for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test is relatively easy since i know the questions from some sources and they prove to be a reliable source . However, due to the lack of time, i never finished it. The class has started to sit alternate manner which means a boy sit between two girls. It makes one attentive to lessons as it is damn boring as you have nobody to talk with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is funny when we are caught by mr wee when we did not attention math lecture. End up that we sat beside the LT room and crack jokes. But i heard from my friends that the lecturer only teaches a small amount so it doesn;t matter that much. I think i will read through it and understand. Btw, there appeared a fierce witchy dragon during math lectures and i tasted of her flame today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go since i lose the feel of blogging and i have to complete watching the anime as i want to reserve tomorrow and he day after for absolute mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.crazy frog.Please plan a class outing if u miss mahjong so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-7922495403294765146?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/7922495403294765146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=7922495403294765146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7922495403294765146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/7922495403294765146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/01/waa.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1695568164878697989</id><published>2008-01-14T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:23:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ok.i should blog while i have free time. I just miss a great opportunity yesterday-i should say opportunites. All the matches i predicted all jackpot. But never mind,all these lie in fate. Actually, i was feeling sick for the whole weekend-coughing non-stop till blood spilled out. Ok its not that severe but i am coughing like at every 1 minute interval and my throat was sore. So i stayed at home instead of going home and mug. I recovered the cough surprisely but i was lazy enough and i pon pc as a result. I need to produce a mc which i just tell the teacher i m going to clinic after school. Seriously hoped that he will forget or else i be dead. Played basketball with alex, wei chiang, loser lois and loser lea. Then louis and mao shan the hypocrite cat joined in later. Then the losers steal my tie away and i retrieved it after cutural studies. i cannot wait for new year to start which means i can gamble openly.Tai di and mahjong will occupy my schedule and packed it. Woo. how many more days to new year? i could wait no longer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1695568164878697989?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1695568164878697989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1695568164878697989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1695568164878697989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1695568164878697989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok_14.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8776768598819500026</id><published>2008-01-07T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:12:41.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ok.i think i have around 15 mins before my labtop battery gone dead and i am too lazy to go plug in the charger since i too far away. So i just blog in this fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today should be quite relaxing due to only one lecture and slacking periods like maths and cultural studies. Pc today is hiong as we ran two rounds first and did a couple of circuit training. Then,we ended off with a cool-down lap. But wei chiang and yuan kang smacked my butt when i was jogging. So i dashed to smack back theirs which in turn drained my life energy cuz it supposed to be a cool-down lap. Canteen was full of people due to the introduction of new j1 that dominated the seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do you want?"&lt;br /&gt;"fried noodle"&lt;br /&gt;"do you want chill?"&lt;br /&gt;"auntie, chill in chinese"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;conversation&gt;&lt;conversation&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;indirectly&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conversation i heard from yuan kang and the auntie selling noodles. Sometimes misuderstanding could result in a hilarous joke which only lame people like me could understand. But i am not crippled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have econs lecture after the break which i obviously do not pay attention in due to the tiring pc in the morning. But i revised it at home and so barely can the gist of it. Biology tutorial is again one-way traffic-teacher teaching while we talked among oursleves. Kinda feel guilty about not listening but the lesson is very dry. It is so dry to the extent that brian took out a foolscap and started drawing the members of the class in stick-man manner. Then, me lois and him added comments on the pictures. It kinda funny reading what comments are given to each and every people in the class. Shall not elaborate on cultural studies since my battery is started to die away. Have to revise biology and mathematics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8776768598819500026?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8776768598819500026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8776768598819500026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8776768598819500026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8776768598819500026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok_07.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-1060689128451672158</id><published>2008-01-03T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:10:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ok.i must admit i dreaded about blogging because i can't get myself committed in front of the com to type. So it been weeks since i last blogged and to prevent this blog from dying, i must type something out of my unwillingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school has started for 2 days and it should be relaxing because there's not much assignments to do or i should rephrase- do not know what assignments there are. Stayed back school today to slack about since there's not much things to be done at home. Rent a ball from the pe department and play basketball with wei chiang, yuan kang, alex and edward. I must say that it is tiring to 'camp' below the net and wait for rebounds to catch. Next time, i will stay out of the 'rebound area'. Play a couple of matches with outsiders and ended up losing despite leading 9-0 at one time. Then, i suffered the curse of the 'basketball court' when my eyelashes got into my right eye. Lol.i know it sounds stupid but i also do not know how they ended up in my right eye.At that instance, i must blink a million times to get that freaking eyelashes out of my eye and it must be weird to see one who keep blinking non-stop. I believe that it must be the curse of the basketball court that has caused this strange eccentric events which have fell upon me since secondary school. i tripped by ervin or is it my legs tangled together when i was jogging on the court during sec 2 boys' bridgade camp. Then, i ended up 'wounded' and suffered from fever due to infection of the wound. Next is sec 4 during physical education when i was happily playing basketball with my classmate. Then, i suddenly felt my left arm rotate a 360 degree turn as i was catching the rebound. My arm was dislocated. So i am convinced that i must be 101 percent careful when i stepped on the basketball court cuz who knows what unfortunate events will be bestowed upon me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-1060689128451672158?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/1060689128451672158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=1060689128451672158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1060689128451672158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/1060689128451672158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5545479381139280585</id><published>2007-12-18T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:12:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.Been not blogging for one whole week due to no enthusiasm to blog. Holiday assignment is still piling up like huge mountains, not been moved for ages and may even have dusts gathered. 14 days two weeks 336 hours 20160 mins more to school reopens. How short is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have class outing yesterday at my house. 9 turned out-me,alex,yan shan,big head, finny, joa, desiree,yi shan , kai xian. Half turned up. Depend whether u are an optimistic or pessimistic type of people, you may either comment," wow.that more than expected." or "wow so little turned up!". It all depend how you look on matters. It is the same scenario like commenting a half-filled bottle with 'too much' or 'too little'.Alex and yuan kang turned up early to play mj duh. So again i have to play 3-a-side mj with great displeasure due to the fact that mj is meant for four ppl specially. Then yi shan called big head to ask for directions to my hse. As i was lazy to go down personally to guide her and the guys urged me to continue to play, we leave her alone to find my house. Not bad. She managed to find it-not as 'gong' as what ppl says. Haha. Then kai xian and fiiny turned out. None of them know how to play mj so they did the decorations of the birthday cards until it's four-thirty. Carried the whole mj table downstairs to the function room and indeed its super mega far. Why dun the management add a mj table at the function room? I headed to the guard house to request the opening of the room but it turned up a futile trip as he commented that it is already opened. Wow. How slack is the guard. He didn't even bother to check the confirmation letter and yet he opened to two strangers. That speaks how 'safe' my condo is. Spilt into 2 grps-the cards and the mj. Ordered a couple of pizza but ended up calling the operator for few times to confirm, add and correct some mistakes till she recognise my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck refers to that which happens beyond a person's control. This view incorporates phenomena that are chance happenings, a person's place of birth for example, but where there is no uncertainty involved, or where the uncertainty is irrelevant. Within this framework one can differentiate between three different types of luck:&lt;br /&gt;Constitutional luck, that is, luck with factors that cannot be changed. Place of birth and genetic constitution are typical examples.&lt;br /&gt;Circumstantial luck, that is, luck with factors that are haphazardly brought on. Accidents and epidemics are typical examples.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance luck, that is, luck with factors one does not know about. Examples can be identified only in hindslight. (adapted from wikipedia &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luck"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luck&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that one will have its destinated amount of luck? Do you believe that one will have bad luck forever? Do you believe that one will have good luck forever? What i am trying to imply that we should not leave things to luck but try to change things with our own hands. True enough. Luck obviously play a crucial pivotal part in some parts of our life. Sometimes you will have lady luck smiling at you while sometimes you will have black cat purring at your legs. Don't give up when lady luck abandoned you. Don't be cocky over your luck as the black cat is always ready to pounce on you. How irony is that when i speaking these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Happy holidays. Enjoy these last days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Logging off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5545479381139280585?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5545479381139280585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5545479381139280585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5545479381139280585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5545479381139280585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-8191791462529170689</id><published>2007-12-10T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:50:13.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.ok i not blogging for weeks due to the laziness started to exert dominance over my body.&lt;br /&gt;Been either out or at home.And the weather i m loving it to the fullest-raining whole day and non-stop.Fantastic weather to have. Yesterday is Family day at the Escape Theme Park lor and went out obviously with my family duh. Dad hardly gets a day off and we set off. Actually, i m not sure where they going at first. Then, dad spents about an hour-ya.an whole hour driving to find that place lor, detouring around places like chanji industrial estate to chanji airport to bedok finally to pasir ris. LOL. I dun know that we are going to Escape theme park or else i will just direct my dad the way expertly lor. It's like when we headed to pasir estate then i ask my dad," is it downtown east?" LOL.Then he nodded. Haha.i should have asked it when we set off. Maybe it is due to the tiredness of watching liverpool match till 3.10 yesterday. Mentioning about that, liverpool lose their first match-same as arsenal. Wasted chance to catch up and now man u is just one point behind but liverpool going to beat them next weekend big showdown. Speaking back to the main point, we queued up for rides. Luckily, it raining one moment and then shining brightly another moment so the weather is quite unique in a sense u get the sun and rain. Go-kart is fun but the queue is damn long or else i will play it for the entire day. Sit at some rides except the 360 degree vertical turn ride cuz its probably not my league. Dad found out the hard way when he see stars after riding the pirate ship. Went off at around 4pm as dad need to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class outing is on 17th dec.&lt;br /&gt;4e1 chalet is on 26th dec till 27th dec.&lt;br /&gt;Random event is also coming out.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-8191791462529170689?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/8191791462529170689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=8191791462529170689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8191791462529170689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/8191791462529170689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-2034394616367815695</id><published>2007-12-01T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:29:04.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like what i mentioned at the previous blog, my daily supply of comics, anime and ps games has eventually ran out and it only spells disaster to me since i have nothing else better to do in this holiday.Sad to say that i missed school. How irony that when mugging hard for studies in school, we tend to look forward to holidays with a highly-anticipated feeling just like the countdown to new year. But when it really comes, we strangely and amusely look forward to studies. This is how weird human nature is. However, nonetheless, i am always enjoying and savouring every moment of this precious holiday i have with lots of plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's retribution of not ensuring that my phone is turned on everyday every moments as i have really getting a hard time of trying to contacting other people. Guess its what come aound goes around. But cannot really blame me cuz my phone has become insane since i dropped it so many times that its has the same drop rate as a tennis ball bouncing on the tennis court. My phone will just automatic switch off when i am receiving a call, writing a msg, playing games, etc. For those who has used my phone before, i am sure you know. Somemore, i am getting fcuking irritated that i have to switch on my phone after it has turned off and doing the same continous action for an outrageous amount of times that i think i look like an idiot playing with his phone. So, eventually, my phone decided to give up on its owner and declred itself officially unusable and dead. So being the poor owner, i have to use my old nokia phone which i have a hard time finding it since i dun know where i dump it aside. For the time being, i have lost all my contact numbers since i do not have the habit of storing phone numbers in the sim card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-2034394616367815695?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/2034394616367815695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=2034394616367815695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2034394616367815695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/2034394616367815695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/12/like-what-i-mentioned-at-previous-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3155050040860410695</id><published>2007-11-28T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:29:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been long since i blog. I only rememeber three routine stuffs that i do everyday-eat,sleep and play. and the rest are not in my mind. I dumped my homework long long time aside from my mind and my table is a whole lot mess. They must be so mad that i been neglecting them that they haunt me in my dreams. Well, i not touching them till the end of this month.Hey homework! Let me relaz when i can lor.I think i even forget what the chemical symbol for hydrogen. Ok.its not that bad. It's H rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished watching D.gray-man and halfway through claymore. Anime is nice because they are so imaginey and unreal that set one thinking about.Bought tons of comic since they are 10 percent cheaper or 20 percent. been out for most than half of the weeks. Either playing mahjong or other things. i cannot wait for more outings to be organised because my daily supply of animes and games is getting short and soon it will run out and i will be trapped in the realm of boredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEnt out yesterday to buy clothes with my mum and sis to causeway point.IN the end, we bought none because none are suitable or i should say we are choosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago went to louis hse for mj and its CONSEQUENCELY. win like 6 bucks.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya. There's a terrorists' rehersals at boon lay shopping centre and being the members of the presitigious civil defence club , we are 'invited' to help out. Wow.How 'honourable' we are to represent. Somemore, the guest of honour is a mere mp of boon lay. We are supposed to bring the 'injured' to the first aid and treat them. That what we are allocated to do and only one simple task. Yet they make us repeat again and again and try to perfect of acting skill, commenting that we should be more quick and alert as though in the real siuation. If you want perfect actors, find them at mediacorp or TCS. So they make us repeat like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.cannot blog because i have nth to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3155050040860410695?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3155050040860410695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3155050040860410695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3155050040860410695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3155050040860410695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/11/been-long-since-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-6277591178851092760</id><published>2007-11-23T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:29:53.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am bored.(multiply 100 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching animes over and over again and chiong-ing ps2 games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-6277591178851092760?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/6277591178851092760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=6277591178851092760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6277591178851092760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/6277591178851092760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3748604219641661445</id><published>2007-11-11T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:30:06.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh.holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to work at my dad's office there on friday cuz there is shortage of manpower.I cannot really say that i am at working cuz basically i was not working but slacking. I just have to sit outside of the shop and just look after the shop. I read Death Note manga and i muz say that that manga is filled with words and with the standard of my chinese, it hards to understand what they are talking about. I think i rather watch the anime. So basically i rot there till 6pm then i left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did i know that the trip back home will be the most terrible bus trip i have ever taken. I boarded bus 67 aka the nightmare bus. The bus driver muz be sadistic cuz he switched to the lowest ever degree.It muz be de temperature of the Antaractic and i noticed the passengers are freezing to death. Nvr mind of the freezing temperature. The worse have yet to come. Then came a mother holding 2 kids who are roughly the age of a kindergarden students. Then, the two kids sit right behind me while the mother being the odd one out sit besides me. the peace all started to fall apart.The kids shrieked and shrieked as though they r possessed or having a mental breakdown. And the mother is shouting at them to 'command' them to stay quiet. I am like being cornered. Waa.And i forgot to bring my mp3 to shut myself from the mental hell i have been suffering. The air con is blasting away while the kids are shrieking away. Waa. This is the best scenario one could have. Somemore, they did not alight till i alight which mean i have faced their full wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya. Its seems hard to find the fourth player for mahjong session and i had been playing 3 ppl mahjong for 2 sessions consequencely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck for those taking re-exams.Plz mug hard for re-exams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3748604219641661445?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3748604219641661445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3748604219641661445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3748604219641661445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3748604219641661445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-5315719986312335353</id><published>2007-11-05T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:20:47.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8VL4tf7rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9lxJNa5R5TQ/s1600-h/PICT0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129341794544250546" style="CURSOR: hand" height="251" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8VL4tf7rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9lxJNa5R5TQ/s320/PICT0739.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8UnItf7qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z2HFTQzrMuU/s1600-h/PICT0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129341163184058018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8UnItf7qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z2HFTQzrMuU/s320/PICT0567.JPG" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8UBYtf7pI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4GKRnQWD7XY/s1600-h/IMGA0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129340514643996306" style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8UBYtf7pI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4GKRnQWD7XY/s320/IMGA0436.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8TRItf7mI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZeThgbyRgo0/s1600-h/IMGA0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129339685715308130" style="CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8TRItf7mI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZeThgbyRgo0/s320/IMGA0389.JPG" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8TF4tf7lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7JQDaZioWQc/s1600-h/IMGA0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129339492441779794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8TF4tf7lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7JQDaZioWQc/s320/IMGA0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pics are the leftovers took from China. Bored lor.Nth to blog much. Thanks to all who wish me happy birthday.Blogging again if i got the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-5315719986312335353?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/5315719986312335353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=5315719986312335353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5315719986312335353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/5315719986312335353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LGpbBSrAE9s/Ry8VL4tf7rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9lxJNa5R5TQ/s72-c/PICT0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3326328156830492480</id><published>2007-10-31T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T18:39:06.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If only the world could see what I feel then, would the world, know who I am I've loved, lost and feared the world for it is sometimes too much to bare Control, power, is what I fear for I am weak inside and full of pain I shout and cry, but knowing there is nobody there to hear me I swallow the shame and anger that lies beneath me. I am lost to reality and living in time Though I am struggling through life and all that it offers, I am only human and that is what makes me . . . Me.Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure that I have earned, but realize that, I have not yet overcome the world's greatest challenge I am ready to face my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about yesterday trip to the library and penisula shopping centre. Supposed to meet up with the group at jurong east library for our last pw meeting to consolidate all those files and so called leftover. I was expected to be the last one to reach since i reach half an hour late. BUt seraphine and yiting reach later than me so i am not the last one. Amend some slides and add some animations. Seraphine and kai xian were cam-whoring for the whole session lor. Brian and yiting were concentrating on the pw slides and totally focused. ya.100 percent focused. I was just waiting for time to pass. Decided to go to penisula or whatever plaza with louis and mao shan to buy soccer stuffs. Its beside funan the it mall but i nvr heard that shopping centre before in my whole life. Finally the pw session ends. Yiting went off for her soccer training or match. She seems to be always indulge in soccer practice. Should lag a bit ma. SEraphine and kai xianz went off-i think they went to chinatown for sight-seeing. I eavedrop their conversion accidentally. I waiting for louis and maoshan to arrive so i stayed with the library with brain and read a couple of books. Then, they arrived together with wayne (rooney or routledge? i think the latter). Went to eat lunch at the japanese fast food thingy. Nvr eat before that and it does not taste nice but at least its edible. Then wayne went off to chiong his wolfteam. Lol. computer muggers. Take the train to city hall. In the train, louis and maoshan kept discussing about that arsneal and liverpool match and criticising one another. Of course i staying on maoshan side cuz we are liverpool supporters unlike the man u's supporter-louis. Finally knew that penisula shopping centre is a noob shopping centre-veri old and run-down. Was surprised to find so many soccer teams' scarfs, posters, key chains, jersey, U name it they have it. Wow. Was amazed by the large varities of goods they sell. Wow. In the end, louis addsadditional 'lines' or whatever design to his man u jersey and it cost like 20 bucks. He upgrade his normal man u jersey to a higher level. The normal jersey cost like 55 bucks then he print the champs badge for 20 bucks and the letters of the players'name of nani for like 28 bucks. Its like modifying your cars with new engines and the jersey now cost over 100 bucks. Oya. One letter cost 3 bucks and that include a compusory fee of 10 bucks or i think so. So v.nisterooy has 10 letters so it cost a boomb.I bought liverpool 07/08 poster for like 11 bucks while mao mao bought liverpool away kit for like 55 bucks. Then, we went home and have a chat on bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised to meet up 10 years down the road and decided to plan a trip to anfield or old trafford to watch our team play live during the liverpool vs man u match. That's what we promised but i wondered can we fulfilled that after ten years when we are working and is 27 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to conclude that my luck is really super ultra ultimate unlucky. Must be lois cursing and swearing "liverpoolloser". That y i so down in luck. Anyone who knows how to do some sort of rituals or whatever stuffs to change your luck for the better plz tag at the tagboard.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3326328156830492480?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3326328156830492480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3326328156830492480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3326328156830492480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3326328156830492480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-only-world-could-see-what-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829175969792565583.post-3821856815588368438</id><published>2007-10-28T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:00:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i decided on something-something i thought through my whole night yesterday. I have decided to set myself a limit. Once i reach that limit, i will promise to quit it once and forever and i solemnly swear. I just have to treat what i have lost as a payment for an enriching experience. That limit will be 100.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829175969792565583-3821856815588368438?l=you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/feeds/3821856815588368438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829175969792565583&amp;postID=3821856815588368438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3821856815588368438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829175969792565583/posts/default/3821856815588368438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-will-never-walk-alone-1990.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-decided-on-something-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08844726351052014698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
