<?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-11621995</id><updated>2011-08-05T13:51:27.120-07:00</updated><category term='poem'/><title type='text'>heeroyuu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-8684019484889579296</id><published>2009-08-13T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:49:09.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Poem That Made Me Famous</title><content type='html'>Has, Have or Had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look over from my rooftop,&lt;br /&gt;to see the world in peace.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is dark with stars,&lt;br /&gt;my tears drop down with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have choosen suffering,&lt;br /&gt;I could have choosen death.&lt;br /&gt;I could have switch places,&lt;br /&gt;with a friend who never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To suffer in silent is painful,&lt;br /&gt;To grieve in death insaneful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want you to stay strong,&lt;br /&gt;because life is never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away your tears my child,&lt;br /&gt;please do not be sad.&lt;br /&gt;For we are always in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;be it has, have or had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright 2009&lt;br /&gt;by steven lim chee yong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-8684019484889579296?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/8684019484889579296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=8684019484889579296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/8684019484889579296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/8684019484889579296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2009/08/poem-that-made-me-famous.html' title='The Poem That Made Me Famous'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7219132680432002472</id><published>2009-01-09T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:50:05.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Trophy for Magic Competition 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVvEoEuWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bbpigmPJxFc/s1600-h/09012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289220185809795426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVvEoEuWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bbpigmPJxFc/s200/09012009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna make a trophy for our 070209 annual magic the gathering competition. But first I need something that looks like a trophy. Arh... I got it. I can use a very nice wine bottle which I had. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVpyxpDTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MSBF8HW1qZo/s1600-h/09012009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289220095118740786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVpyxpDTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MSBF8HW1qZo/s200/09012009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;See the nice wine bottle? But I got a problem of removing the stickers pasted on the bottle. Took about half an hour to get rid of it. See below the washing part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVi0cjvmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jDXxwWZ_YEc/s1600-h/09012009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219975308099170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVi0cjvmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jDXxwWZ_YEc/s200/09012009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then I realised the back side also have sticker... I nearly cried, but I told myself, since I made up my mind to make a trophy, I should just do it. Make everyone happy is my happiness. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVdFwj1FI/AAAAAAAAAD4/d-Qaj4guqh8/s1600-h/09012009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219876876178514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVdFwj1FI/AAAAAAAAAD4/d-Qaj4guqh8/s200/09012009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The washing part is quite hard as the stickers stick very stickly to the bottle making it hard to remove. Anyway, I just wash and scrab and peel my way through and finally got the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVWipz1AI/AAAAAAAAADw/QNMDdPq-2_8/s1600-h/09012009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219764373410818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVWipz1AI/AAAAAAAAADw/QNMDdPq-2_8/s200/09012009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seeing the shining bottle in front of me touches my heart a bit. A small drop of tears fall from my teddy bear's eyes. (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVOdkDVnI/AAAAAAAAADo/bbxxdDpBeAI/s1600-h/09012009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219625568130674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVOdkDVnI/AAAAAAAAADo/bbxxdDpBeAI/s200/09012009(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Now comes part 2 of this project. How to decorate it nicely. Well, I used 18 x 1 magic the gathering card to fold them into 3 boxes and uses them for decoration purposes. See below for explainations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVHevGZLI/AAAAAAAAADg/_UmgIwkbXaA/s1600-h/09012009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219505623819442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVHevGZLI/AAAAAAAAADg/_UmgIwkbXaA/s200/09012009(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was actually thinking of making 3 boxes and then put them on top the wine bottle, sort of making it look like an UFO thingy, well the end result was not bad at all. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcU_PLgNaI/AAAAAAAAADY/hTMtaSKXWzo/s1600-h/09012009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219364009031074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcU_PLgNaI/AAAAAAAAADY/hTMtaSKXWzo/s200/09012009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The folding of everything took about 25 mins plus the combining and the taping time as well. Since I hide all the flaps away, there is some taping to be done if not it will fall apart. (note, if the flaps are outside as shown above, no taping is needed at all, but of course uglier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUxpaQieI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FDzCsB1fMeI/s1600-h/09012009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219130532071906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUxpaQieI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FDzCsB1fMeI/s200/09012009(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After everything is done, I need to put them together with a triangle in the middle so as to let the mouth of the wine bottle through. So I decided to use needles and string to tie them together. Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUsHBgIlI/AAAAAAAAADI/UkZZgFHd7Nw/s1600-h/09012009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289219035402084946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUsHBgIlI/AAAAAAAAADI/UkZZgFHd7Nw/s200/09012009(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I realised that the needle is shorter then the card itself, this means that if i pierce the card on one side, it will never come out the other side, so I got a problem. How to string them all together then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUkOScVbI/AAAAAAAAADA/SXXD06JtXUQ/s1600-h/09012009(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289218899913233842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUkOScVbI/AAAAAAAAADA/SXXD06JtXUQ/s200/09012009(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After much thought, I finally thought of using the metal ruler which is long enough and strong enough to enter and exit and also just taping the string to the ruler is good enough to let the string through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUdnGLHjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vPngeGxKu4A/s1600-h/09012009(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289218786313575986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUdnGLHjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vPngeGxKu4A/s200/09012009(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;However, after trying the needle string method, it is not strong enough so i abandon the whole idea and went with the tapes again. So the end product looks something like this. Therefore all I need now is to print the name and date of our tournament and paste it at the bottom and there you have it, a trophy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUTbkRtNI/AAAAAAAAACw/uhi6uKomhTY/s1600-h/09012009(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289218611419919570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcUTbkRtNI/AAAAAAAAACw/uhi6uKomhTY/s200/09012009(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I added a small red ribbon and something at the top. No more faces on our trophy this year. It's DAMNATION!!! May the best man win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7219132680432002472?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7219132680432002472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7219132680432002472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7219132680432002472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7219132680432002472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-trophy-for-magic-competition.html' title='Making a Trophy for Magic Competition 2009'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SWcVvEoEuWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bbpigmPJxFc/s72-c/09012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-1608225343024940093</id><published>2008-09-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:01:25.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2000 hits</title><content type='html'>I was just checking my hit counters and realised it hit 2000. wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;my blog has 2000 views!!! maybe 1/3 of the viewing is from myself??? Diao......&lt;br /&gt;as a reward to my loyal fans, i uploaded a video clip i made myself using&lt;br /&gt;a terry bear i owned on youtube.(you can watch it above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clip is very simple to understand. obviously it is made after i broke up with my&lt;br /&gt;ex girlfriend maybe 5 years ago. so just imagine the terry bear to be truely sad.&lt;br /&gt;why did i choose to upload it on youtube and blogger now???&lt;br /&gt;well, don't you think it is a very nice touching video??? lol...&lt;br /&gt;sry for the chinese music though, i apologise to my english fans. haha.&lt;br /&gt;will try to do one clip in english in future. cheers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later at 8 am i am going for bowling for SUG. now the timing is 4.45am and&lt;br /&gt;i am still not asleep cuz i cant slp. too excited and cant wait to trash my opponents&lt;br /&gt;and kick all their candy ass upside down. anyway, if i slp now, i might as well&lt;br /&gt;forgo the competition. so maybe i can take this opportunity to work on&lt;br /&gt;another clip :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you friends for reading my blogs from time to time. I, Steven Lim, really appreciates&lt;br /&gt;all of your efforts. Hope my hit target can continue to grow to 3000, 4000, 10000......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right then, if you miss my other youtube videos, you can just type "Steven Lim's video titled"&lt;br /&gt;and you can see all my videos on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*have fun watching people, as people are fun to watch* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;pls quote me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steven Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-1608225343024940093?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/1608225343024940093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=1608225343024940093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/1608225343024940093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/1608225343024940093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/09/2000-hits.html' title='2000 hits'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7352852405695027408</id><published>2008-09-01T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:20:37.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i phone girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SLwEWbj9bfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ww7O2e9yoX8/s1600-h/i+phone+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241068849754631666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SLwEWbj9bfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ww7O2e9yoX8/s400/i+phone+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Iphone girl the whole world is crazy about. Just in case you, my friend dun noe about her or not sure, I took the opportunity to show her cute face to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I sure say she is super hardworking and efficient with her work, to play test the equipment before it is release to the market. And also the good hygiene aka the cap and gloves in the background environment is clap clap hand one. But I do feel this instant fame of her's is really blowing out of proportion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine if I am her boyfriend, I really dun noe what to think. To have the whole world downloading her cute picture every second and putting her cute victory picture up as their laptop's wallpapers. OMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if you are really into cute pictures, please download mine below  -_-" A little bit of fame sure does no harm. Lol!! Cheers and may the world be peaceful always. God bless everyone including the Iphone girl and her bf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SLwHWpOQcWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/80VC-fwBttA/s1600-h/00+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241072151956582754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SLwHWpOQcWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/80VC-fwBttA/s400/00+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7352852405695027408?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7352852405695027408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7352852405695027408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7352852405695027408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7352852405695027408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-phone-girl.html' title='i phone girl'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SLwEWbj9bfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ww7O2e9yoX8/s72-c/i+phone+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7492800625066881737</id><published>2008-07-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:55:10.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Bowl A Score Of 105</title><content type='html'>Its's been a long time since I last wrote in my blog. How time flies when you are having fun. It is going to be a new semenster coming monday and it will be back to books, lecture notes, tutorials, library, lab, computing etc etc.... but one thing is different. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FRIENDS LEFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will no longer be some one there to look out for me. There will be no more lunch buddies. There will be no one to remind me for any test in classes. There will be no one to copy during tests. There will be no hi/bye even. Life will be more lonely for me, as if I am not lonely enough. Cut the crap, this is not what I want to talk about. I wanna talk about my bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if it is because I am facing a down period in my bowling then i write this blog or it is because I too long never write in my blog then I write this blog. Anyway, just want to share some of my point of view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I don't bowl like before. In the past, no matter my prime or not prime, I had never bowl a 105 score before. Even if I am just playing around with my friends using my left hand, closing my eyes to bowl, or play hook, my scores are always min 130++ however today, in my school league, I bowl a ridiculous 105. I open my first 8 frames. Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. 9th frame I strike, 10th frame I got 9 spare and a strike to get 105. I know to some of you out there, 105 is considered high enough, but to me, a bowler who had bowled 14 years, it is just not right. How the hell did this happen? Must be the chicken rice i ate at yishun before I took the shuttle bus to occ. Or it may be because of the bundong i drank... or it could be just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I hope you all know, if you all don't know, I will say it now. I am just learning line target for the past 2 months. What is line targeting? Well, if you look carefully at the bowling lanes, there is a lot of lines there. Every 5 lines is seperated by an arrow. so there is a total of 7 arrows for us to aim and throw at it. I never know this. Apparently the previous coach I had when I was in the Yishun JC bowling team never told me this, or I was not paying attention, which ever come first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I started training my lines and I thought 14/15 is quite a nice line for me to get my strikes. I still cannot forget one sentence I said to my friends when I was training with this line. I said " &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I din know bowling was this easy !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I take back my words now. In fact, I ate them. I&lt;/span&gt;f bowling is easy, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pigs can fly.&lt;/span&gt; Next line I tried is 20/20. It's a cool line to play with because you just aline ur shot with the head pins and no matter the ball goes 1/2 or 1/3 pocket, it may strike, but of course if it is that easy, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pigs can fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So my point is, for a bowler with only 2 months of experience bowling with lines, there is no doubt I'll get 105. I am just too confused when everyone starts yelling and telling me this and that and asking me what line I play and how much spin I did,just throw to the head pins and things like that. Come on man, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am just a bowler with 2 months experience of line targeting. Give me a break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am still learning, I am still trying to figure out things, I am still experimenting, I am no genius, I know. Do you think remy ong can bowl very well with just 2 months of training? Unless that person is a genius, if not I believe none can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I already forgot how I used to bowl when I bowled with the technique call &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FEEL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ever since Uncle Adam taught me to throw lines, hit targets, I am like totally brainwash and cannot remember how I throw with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FEEL&lt;/span&gt; and everytime I do throw with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FEEL&lt;/span&gt;, it is just not there anymore, thus I can only used my line targets and like I said before, if I can bowl well with just 2 months of training line targeting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pigs can fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Lastly, I would like to say this, please dun ask me to change balls. I know myself best. I am not bowling well, it is not because my ball's not good. If a pianist don't play the piano well, they blame the piano? If a cop don't shoot the target correctly, they blame their guns? If tiger woods don't hit the golf ball far enough, he blame the stick, the wind, the grass, the audience, the sun? No, he blames himself. It is not my ball's fault, it is my fault. I am going through a down and low period of my bowling since the uitm team events. I had this before and I know I can overcome this low period. Every sports man have their down period. Look at david beckham, look at err... err... david beckham... zidane, figo, all these footballers, going through rough time/bad patch is very normal for them. I should not be upset, should not give up, should train harder for the SUG. I think by then I should master my lines targeting and by then I would have a 12-13 pound reactive spinner ball ready to fight and show that one bad period of time does not kill me, it just makes me stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, I will like to make this announcement. When I got the ippt Gold during my army days, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;People Call Me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FLYING PIG.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229228025554415842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SJHzLwCwMOI/AAAAAAAAABs/izdseBzsn6U/s400/others+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;THANKS TO ZHAOXIN FOR HER KIND UNDERSTANDING N HER LISTENING EAR. BI, I LOVE U N MISS U. MAY GOD BLESS U ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7492800625066881737?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7492800625066881737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7492800625066881737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7492800625066881737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7492800625066881737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-i-bowl-score-of-105.html' title='The Day I Bowl A Score Of 105'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SJHzLwCwMOI/AAAAAAAAABs/izdseBzsn6U/s72-c/others+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-3032504361369372988</id><published>2008-07-14T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:05:17.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By2 Jia You</title><content type='html'>this is BY2 latest mv. found it to be super nice. nearly made me cry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;guess which girl i like more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i like Yumi more, the long hair girl : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dun tell my girlfriend. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the best to BY2, cant wait for ur album to be in the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will surely support singapore talent. horray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY2 Jia you Jia you Jia you !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-3032504361369372988?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/3032504361369372988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=3032504361369372988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3032504361369372988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3032504361369372988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/07/by2-jia-you.html' title='By2 Jia You'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-3490323640658382720</id><published>2008-03-31T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T04:17:29.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exactly 3 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi people, how's everybody doing? Hope everything's work out find for you. Was looking through my blog just now and happen to chance upon my blog dated 31032005. wow, i wrote in my blog exactly 3 years ago and today is 3103008. Well, if you happen to like to see what was my entry, kindly refer below. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual, during the month of April, we are having exams. As usual, I am not very confident. It has been like this since the start of my Uni life. However, due to the Grace of God, I don't think I am right to accuse myself of not being able to do well. I am made rightneous by the Grace of God. There is now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus. Well, I learned these 2 phrases from my brother and God bless him for teaching me the true meaning. There is only 1 truth. Agreeded brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more living in the past, meaning no more "if only" and no more living in the future, meaning no more "what if". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am living now and NOW alone. I love you God. Thank you for your Grace and for making me rightneous. Amen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;31032005 entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of writing a blog when really nobodies see it? if you happen to read, can u leave me a comment? at least i know someone just drop by to read something i write. thanks. my exams are coming, and i am beginning to feel the tension building up behind my back, between my neck and the spine area. well, it is not as if i am not preparing. i am, but maybe not hard enough. by the way, i am from NTU, suppose to be the second best uni in singapore, but to me, NTU is the best. and boy am I lucky to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said. actually, i do have a diary at &lt;a href="http://www.my-diary.org/"&gt;www.my-diary.org&lt;/a&gt; which i write most of my stuffs in it. personal, private, my secrets etc. well, i just feel not nice using a blog as a diary because i think people do have an inner self which really do not want to expose. but dun worry, cause i am not hiding my true self while writing this. just not personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/a&gt; is starting their own blog, maybe i will start writing there soon if there are really like zero response over here. all right, wishes all my family members and friends to be healthy and happy always and be bless by God. good night. in fact i should say good morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-3490323640658382720?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/3490323640658382720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=3490323640658382720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3490323640658382720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3490323640658382720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/03/exactly-3-years-ago.html' title='exactly 3 years ago'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-9207260578650618741</id><published>2008-03-18T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:59:00.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Got To Hear It To Believe It</title><content type='html'>Hi people, found this clip on youtube. It really brightens up my day. My mouth was like open wide with WOW the moment that little girl opens hers. You got to hear it to believe it. She is really very very good, very touching and nearly made me cry. This clip will be here for a while. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-9207260578650618741?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/9207260578650618741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=9207260578650618741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/9207260578650618741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/9207260578650618741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-got-to-hear-it-to-believe-it.html' title='You Got To Hear It To Believe It'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-132551364186857200</id><published>2008-01-17T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:24:20.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>i noe it's been a long time since i wrote in my blog. if i don't write this today, i don't know when i will ever find time to write in again. from my title, you all may have a slight idea what i am going to write in this piece of article. yesterday 170108 was my 26th birthday. time really seems to fly by very quickly when you are having fun. half a quarter of my life had passed me and wow, am i glad i am still alive and kicking and living. to many more 26 years of me. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, my intention of writing in today is to thank each and everyone who has either call me or msg me or tell me personally a simple happy birthday. i am really happy to know you people as my friends and that i am always in ur hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) family - mum, father, brother alvin and his gf shu hui&lt;br /&gt;2) wife - my one and only zhaoxin&lt;br /&gt;3) god sisters - caiyun, lynette and alicia&lt;br /&gt;4) army friends - whye heng, wei jie and chang meng&lt;br /&gt;5) primary sch friends - pei shan&lt;br /&gt;6) ntu friends - victor, lak and matt&lt;br /&gt;7) mum's friends - anutie mary&lt;br /&gt;8) belated wishes - ken siew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will like to take this chance to say a prayer for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Dear God, please bless all those i have mentioned above. i will like to thank them for remembering me and i hope you can bless all of them with good health, with smooth working day each day, and for all those who are studying, to be able to graduate smoothly by this sem. i thank you God, for always loving me and giving me so many nice people's blessing, care and concern and also to be loved by my friends. God, please look after my friends and family and please protect them just like how you have always bless and protect me. i love you God, i thank you for all the things you have done for me. i pray all these in the name of Jesus. Amen.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din really have a big round cake or candles yesterday so i din have a chance to make any wish. if i can have a wish for this year, i will want to be able to clear all my subjects for this sem and then do my industrial orientation during my holidays and then by the start of next sem which is in july 08, i will be in year 4 and then i can start doing my fyp and then graduate by next year june 09. i just do not wanna delay my studies anymore and need to start planning for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank all of you for taking ur time to read my blog. may you be bless always and that everything in ur life will be smooth sailing and peaceful. peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;ex-birthday boy =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-132551364186857200?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/132551364186857200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=132551364186857200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/132551364186857200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/132551364186857200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-2359854452149986369</id><published>2007-11-15T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:18:52.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing from youtube video to BLOGGER VIDEO</title><content type='html'>Wow, did not know that blogger had this new function which i can upload any video i wan to show to my friends. Diao, and i still upload at youtube before transfering to here. very interesting. but it does take very long to upload, in fact, i wonder if it really can upload anot. apparently 435 secs has pass and it's still not ok. think youtube still better leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, hopefully you guys can get to see the wonderful basketball skills protray by my little brother Alvin. I really love him very much and glad that he is all well and happy and cheerful. To bro, may our "double dragon spirit" lives forever. mua ha ha ha ha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*a side note: youtube still better *_*"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-2359854452149986369?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/2359854452149986369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=2359854452149986369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/2359854452149986369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/2359854452149986369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/11/changing-from-youtube-video-to-blogger.html' title='Changing from youtube video to BLOGGER VIDEO'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-8680746798544679108</id><published>2007-10-20T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:30:11.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Became NTU's Ivp Bowling Squad</title><content type='html'>Mark down today's date, 21102007, the day I got in ntu's ivp bowling squad. It's a bright and sunny sunday, which is exactly what I am feeling right now, bright and sunny. I just got home from my ntu ivp bowling selection which is held at Bukit Batok CSC. This is a 2 days selection which is held yesterday and today. Below is the scores I got from these 2 days of competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Game 1 - 140&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 - 137&lt;br /&gt;Game 3 - 144&lt;br /&gt;Game 4 - 188&lt;br /&gt;Game 5 - 178&lt;br /&gt;Game 6 - 168&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Game 1 - 178&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 - 200&lt;br /&gt;Game 3 - 182&lt;br /&gt;Game 4 - 208&lt;br /&gt;Game 5 - 158&lt;br /&gt;Game 6 - 184&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note that there is a lane change after every 3 games. As you can see, my sat's first 3 games are really poor. I was not in the best of form and bowled a total of only 421 pinfalls for 3 games! That is an average of 140 per game. I did not know what had happened. I just kept missing head pin after head pin. My spares were also haywire. The most memorable thing of these 3 poor games was that during my first game, my opening 4 frames were all 8 pins with splits! That is all I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might say this is because I do not bowl practice throw. But let me justify that bowling practice throw is not my style. Each of us has our own unique style of bowling. Mine is that I don't do practice throw. Why, you may wonder. Isn't doing practice throw a kind of warm up and so call finding the line and getting use to the lane conditions? Well, it's just not my cup of tea. Basically, if I do practice throw, my games will go down the drain literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you know me, and know how I bowl, I do not focus on a board to bowl my strikes. I bowl through feel. This means that I will usually stand at my default position and bowl. From the first 2 frames, I will roughly know where I can get my strikes. If that position does not work, for example if 1 pin keeps standing when I hit my pockets, I will shift my default standing position to another one which will work. Thus, I will need to adjust accordingly throughout my games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to prove that I do not need practice throws, check out my first game on sunday which I got 178. I did not do the practice throw, yet I am able to get a score higher than my average. (will get to it later ) So friends and fellow team mates, when I do not do my practice throw, it is not because I am too confident of myself or that I want to slack. It is just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next point I want to point out is that for the next 3 games after the lane change on sat, i bowled a total of 534 pinfalls which average out to be 178 pinfalls per game. These 3 games were better because the lanes suit my playing condition and I got into the mood once my strikes came. I was able to compose myself a little and get on with it. Thus overall on sat, I bowled an average of 159.2, which is way below my normal average score. I was lying in the 25 - 27th position and I knew I blew my chance to become ntu's ivp bowler again. I was pretty upset and angry with myself for bowling such low score, but I know the battle is not lost as there are still sunday's games to play for. I said a silent prayer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is sunday and of course I would love to sleep late. Who doesn't? I was nearly late as I could not force myself to wake up. Luckily I have my always trusted handphone acting as my alarm clock. It's constant ringing still echos my mind. My handphone might have wake me up, but it is the "wake up the bloody idea" frame of mind and a focus and determined inner me that tells me that I have unfinished business to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went toilet to finish my business -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of silly jokes. Back to how my games went today. Comparing to my yesterday's shit score, I bowled a total of 1110 pinfalls for 6 games which is exactly 185 average today. Wow, that's a 180 degree change, from yesterday's shitty me to a striking machine today. Even Jolin Cai Yi Ling has only kan wo 72 bian, I have 180 du zhuan bian. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not exactly striking machine like the best overall bowler in ntu, ru xun. He's very good, consistent, powerful, got style and ever so exciting to watch. And he is a spinner too. Well, he proved a point I always wanted to prove. Spinners are just as good as hook ball bowlers if not better. Anyone would be proud to have him in their team. But I heard that he is doing his last semenster this year, thus he will not be able to join future competitions and help ntu bowling. ru xun, I just wish you all the best in ur future and I am glad that there is someone like you who I can get inspired from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to myself, I strike a lot today. Very interestingly, I get lots of strikes per game which pulls my score up. Of course I was focus, but point to take note is that focusing is indeed an important aspect in bowling but it's not a sure win thingy. It does not mean that you focus, you strike. But not focusing frame per frame of course will be undesirable and will have shitty results. ( see sat score above )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have done well today, I have already given myself a pat on my back for a job well done. ( of course I am going back to sleep after writing this ) My total pinfall for these 2 days is a total of 2065 pinfalls and my average is 172.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in 13th position and I got into the ivp squad as the top 14 bowlers are selected. I was just in by a thread. I have a lot of people I would like to mention and give thanks to. For those whose name is not mentioned here, I thank you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend zhaoxin for her encouragements and her efforts to calm me down after my sat's shitty games and badly affected mood. Bi, I know you want to come down and support me, but do know that deep in my heart, I already have the greatest support from you, YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like to thank whye heng for asking me to do my best and give my best shot and also give me some pointers outside a bowling game. Thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like to thank uncle adam ( coach ) for constantly reminding me that I am bowling too hard which makes my pins all fly away like fir's song "fly away" and thus no pin reaction at all. I will continue to change and improve my throws and maybe I will throw softly in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like to thank yao hui, alvin, raymond, ru xun, kevin, david, kai xing, wei jian, jason, kenn, eugene,  bernard, the rest of the guys who I know and the girls playing at my lanes. Thanks for ur encouragements and your high fives and your hand shakes and your cheers. For without them, I think my games will be quite dull and I may have no mood to bowl and I will never get into the team. So I salute you all, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to thank God for it is he who single handedly got me into the team. It is he who push me to my limits and help me to excel, it is him who calms me down whenever I open a frame. He cheers me on whenever I got a split and put on a sulking face. He claps for me whenever I strike. It is he who gave me a 2,8 sleeper ( spinner's nightmare ) in my last game last frame which I opened. I just laugh to myself and look up. I know he is smiling and looking down as well. God, I thank you for blessing me with my wish to become ntu's ivp bowler. I hope that you can bless all the people I mentioned above and bless my school's bowling club to achieve great things ( maybe trash nus ) in future. Finally, God, bless the person reading this blog of mine. I love you God, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I think I wrote all that I want to say in this entry of mine. Before I go, I would like tell a story which is quite related to my experience in this ivp selection. Do bear with me a while longer. I will try to make it short.Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;There was once two magicians, David and Justin. David is a beginner in magic while Justin is a famous known around the world magician. Both of them joined a magic competition and both of them got to the finals of that competition. David through shear luck pull through all the stunts and got the judges nod while Justin of course through his experience skills won the heart of the judges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Their final stunt is to do a coin roll ( for more details on coin roll, search coin roll at yahoo.com )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;In simple terms, it is to let a coin roll on your hand back and fore repeatedly. This is of course not a problem for Justin as he had performed this trick countless time before. However, for David, it is the most difficult thing he ever does. Well, when the judges told them to do it, Justin did the trick with flair, repeatedly tossing and rolling the coin on his hand 20 times before dropping. David on the other hand, managed to roll only 2 times before dropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;The judges note down their scores and told them that they will have to come back one month later to perform the same trick for a second time. This is what Justin and David were heard saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Justin : "No matter how long you want me to wait, my skills will never drop, I will always be as good as I am now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;David : "Oh boy, I can go back and practice hard on this trick to that I can do better one month from now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;One month gone by quickly. Large crowds had gathered at the place where this final showdown between Justin and David is going to take place. The judges told the both of them to get ready and without a moment of doubt, Justin starts rolling his coin along his hand with as much flair as before and he again rolled a total of 20 times before the coin falls off. He is so full of confidence of himself that he told David to give up and not to lose face in front of so many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;David ignored him, step up on stage when he was told to and start performing his trick. He slowly and carefully rolled a total of 12 times back and fore before the coin falls off. "Well, I lost" he told himself, but he knew that he had done his best and so was not disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;When the judges finally announced the winner, guess who won? David! Justin was so shocked that he questioned the judges why he lost when he rolled a total of 40 times while David only managed to do 14 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is what the judge said. " We are not looking for the one who has the most number of rolls. We are looking for the person who has the greatest improvement over the period of a month. Justin, you did 20 rolls first time and 20 rolls second time. So your improvement is clearly 0. David did 2 rolls the first time and 12 rolls the second time, so he has an improvement of 10 rolls, therefore David is declared the winner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the morale of the story and why is this story similar to mine? Well, from my score, you can see that I have improved quite a bit from sat's score to sun's score. Doesn't that make me a winner already? The thing is that by giving me a chance, I will continue to improve and do well in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL I NEED IS A CHANCE AND I GOT IT TODAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, may you grab hold of your chance when you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-8680746798544679108?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/8680746798544679108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=8680746798544679108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/8680746798544679108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/8680746798544679108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-i-became-ntus-ivp-bowling-squad.html' title='The Day I Became NTU&apos;s Ivp Bowling Squad'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-5141887979193350806</id><published>2007-10-03T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:39:23.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yawning cat itchy back</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i update my blog. is it fill with spider web yet? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all of you like this clip that i took when i was taking my usual stroll downstairs after my dinner. i followed this cat as it was very funny. it was sleeping when it saw me approaching it. i think it like me cuz it kept looking at me, maybe thinking wat is this mad guy doing taking video of it. so many it makes me wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got quite a scare at the last part when it sprang upand ran off. i nearly dropped my phone. haha. if only you could hear my girly scream, i think it will be more funny. anyway, hope you all like this clip. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to EXAMS!!!! may God bless you all who read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-5141887979193350806?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/5141887979193350806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=5141887979193350806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/5141887979193350806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/5141887979193350806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/10/yawning-cat-itchy-back.html' title='yawning cat itchy back'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112499076402936436</id><published>2007-08-20T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:51:35.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 2 reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then he took out something from his pocket. i can see that it is sharp and pointed. it's a knife. a kitchen knife? why is he taking that out? he points the kitchen knife at me. this man is damn dangerous. full of tricks and with his powers, why did he have to even use a knife? will he harm me like he said he would if i don't obey his orders? i don't want to die. at least after the steamboat dinner right? or will he dig out my eyes? then i will go blind. but not to worry. even weilian can become superstar, why can't i? lol. why am i thinking of all these?what is going to happen to my life? oh please, God, help me. i am in trouble. just as i prayed, i hear someone from above telling me "i am helping you. think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ya, you are. thanks ar ...  i thought. i CAN make this situation to my advantage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: so how, what's your wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then he waves his knife at me. it's very dangerous. and i am scared. i tell you, all the unarm combat that i had learned in my army days are all forgotten. well, not really all. still remember some break falls, but what's the use of a break fall over here? (in case u dun know what is a break fall, it is a skill whereby you fall down hard on the ground, but you use your arm or arms to slap the ground hard so that you can lessen the impact upon hitting the ground thus not breaking your bones ... but i think it will break your arms) so i did the next best thing i know. i kneel down on my knees and beg the old man to let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: please let me go... i am really sorry to see you. nice meeting you, but please let me go. don't stab me with the knife. it will be very painful, and i may dirty your very nice shirt and tie. please don't kill me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: kill you? haha, dun make me laugh. why would i need a knife to kill you when i have my powers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;just then he took out an apple from his pocket and start shaving the apple skin off the apple  -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: want an apple? it's more healthy then smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: wtf ...  i thought you are going to kill me with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i point to his knife. he looks at me as if  i am from woodbridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: no no no. i cannot kill you. it's against the rule of the game to kill people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: what rules? i dun care what rules, but it is confirm a good rule. lol. so you are going to let me go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: no no no!! i cant. you have to make a wish and i have to grant it before i can let you go. by the way, can i use your toilet? i am quite urgent since just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: err ...  you need to pee one meh ...  thought you got powers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: i am not alien, of course i need to pee. even aliens need to pee. dun you know they use their fingers to pee? haven you watch scary movie 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: err ...  i did but it just did not cross my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am quite wary to let this man into my house. my only form of comfort zone. what happens if he turn nasty and do something funny like burn my flat down? that will be terrible. i will miss my bed and my aircon. but anyway, come to think about it, i have 3 houses i can go to, so it does not really matter, or does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: all right, i can let you go to the loo, but you must promise me you don't do anything funny and leave after you finish your business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: no no, i cant leave until you make a wish. really, any wish will be just fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: all right, just come with me. but your plane-machine how? park here without parking ticket will get fine one. as i have said, singapore is a fine city you know. that time when i drive my father's car and park downstairs overnight, i am so afraid that i will get a ticket, but lucky never. really lucky man. old man, you got to do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: he is michael. my super floater. say hi, michael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;michael: pi pi poo pu pi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: hmmm ... sound more like a horn to me ... hello michael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i think i am getting as crazy as this man, actually saying hello to a machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: i am sorry, that was his fart. he farts when he gets horny .... i will keep him out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then he place his invisible coat over his super floater and claims that he is invisible to normal people but i can still see him. does that means i am not normal? hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: -_- ' ' fart? when he is horny? wtf ... anyway, i take you to my house. follow me, this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then conn follows me to my house. i never lock my door since i thought i just throw my rubbish and smoke for a short while, who knows this thing happens and took up so much of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: you never lock your house? you know how dangerous it is? anyone might just come in and steal your things. you need to lock it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: blah blah ... i just went out for a short while so quit nagging k, it's not your house anyway. toilet is in front turn right. dun soil my floor hor ... aim properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn sort of like did a little run to the toilet and i can tell he is really urgent. wonder if he heard me about soiling the floor. i got him a coke from the fridge and one for myself too. really need a drink after all these unusual things happening to me. i sit down on my soft sofa and begin to think of what the old man said. a wish? he CAN grant me a wish? wow, what would i wish for? i want to have a lot of money. maybe 1 million dollars? no, not enough ... 50 millions? hmmm ... that will be nice. 100 million? hee. that will be even better. then i don't have to study so hard in school anymore. i am not doing well anyway. but CAN i really believe the man? this question is very questionable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: i hope you are thinkning of a wish ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i never hear him come out of the toilet with so much thoughts occupying my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: i hope you flush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: opps, sorry i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and with a twitch of his fingers, i heard the toilet flush. wow, he really have some powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: have a coke, as i pointed to the drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: no no, sorry, i dun drink gasy drinks. they make me fat and bloat. do you have plain water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ai yo, this guy so fussy, might as well dun drink. but holding my own CAN of drink makes me wonder. maybe that's why i am having the size i am having today. shall cut down, i reminded myself. i went to the kitchen to get both of us a glass of purified diamond water. then i saw the kitchen knife there on the sink. i took it and hide it at the back of my short and hide it well out of sight. i got a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: here's your water. dun worry, i never drug it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: i know. but why you take the kitchen knife for what? you want to cut something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i got caught with my act of wanting to kill conn and i quickly lie my way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: oh ya, i want to let you have a look at this specially crafted knife. i think it is way better than your's cause it is sharper and better, to shave your apples, and it is quite cheap. if you buy one today, i will give you another one for free!! all for just $599 but wait, if you buy now, i will add in a very nice butter knife use to cut butter and spread on your bread. but wait, i know you still find it too expensive, so i am giving you one year supply of very fattening butter to go along with your butter knife. so how, interested to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i look at conn with my innocent eyes and try my best to look real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: cut the crap ... put the knife back. we still have serious business to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i gladly put the knife back, so silly of me to make up such a stupid story. i know i am not a good salesman nor a good lier so why bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: so how, thought of your wish already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: no, not really. are there any restrictions to your wish, i mean, really any wish also can meh? how come so good one? better than winning 4D. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: ya, there are some restrictions, like no harming of another person's life. includes no killing or wishing someone dead ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: damn, how i wish osama will die right now, so that there will be no more terrorist attacks on poor london. talking about london, why are you going to london for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: cause london bridge is falling down ... no la, just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: orh, i never thought u CAN joke. ok, why did the chicken cross the playground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: har ... dun know ... why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: to get to the other slide la ... haha haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: not funny, so you want to be a chicken? you want hen or cock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: a cock, but i want a really big one cause mine is a bit samll :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;just then i think i heard, pi pi poo pu pi ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: your michael farts again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: ya, he gets horny once in a while. enough of jokes ... tell me, what do you really want in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: i want money, lots of it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: really? no second thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;a part of my brain said just go ahead with that wish, but another part of my brain says otherwise. there are so many things in life that i want to have. not just money. there are many things that money cannot buy. like love, relationship with family, friends, turning back time ... do i really just want the money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: ok, wait, i have second thought. i wish that the 911 incident had never happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: i am sorry, another restriction to granting a wish is that if something had already happened, i can't unchange it. for example if someone died long ago, i can't bring him back to life. your wish got to be something that have not happen before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;damn, so my wish of becoming a superstar on project superstar cannot happen already since weilian and kelly got it already. like reading my thoughts, conn said something that make me take aback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: do you know how weilian got into the finals of project superstars on channel u and wins it? he made a wish and i make it happen for him. if not how you think he CAN get so far? i met him and grant this wish for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: my God, no wonder he is always through to the next round and the next ... but why did he not choose to have his eye sight back when he can wish for that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: hello ahbang aka brother, you never listen to me properly izzit? i said i can't undo things that had already happened. so of course i can't let him have his eye sight back. plus he says he is used to seeing things in the dark already and he really likes to sing and he wishs that he wins the superstar thing. i had granted his wish. i can make it happen for you too. so what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;wow, if conn can grant weilian his wish, i am sure he can grant my wish as well. so i must think of a really good wish so that i will not regret the decision i have made. come to think about it, i have many things i have done that i regret in my life. if really i CAN undo them, which one will that be? hmmm... i need to think really hard. just then, i hear a mobile phone ring. the ring tone is that of pink panther. funny, who will use such a ring tone? then conn picks up his handphone and answers it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conn: what? how can this happen? he cannot do that. it is wrong. you must do it right away, if not it will get worst. yes, i am buzy now. he is buying it. i am convincing him and i think he is buying it. tell boss i be back soon. yes, michael is getting dry, so i need to top him up soon. got to go. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i heard his conversation. weird stuff ... what top up? with oil? petrol? and who's buying it? i am not buying anything? just then, conn look over to me and gives me a grin. is that an evil grin? am i seeing things? oh no....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to be continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112499076402936436?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112499076402936436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112499076402936436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112499076402936436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112499076402936436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishes-come-true-part-2.html' title='wishes come true part 2 reloaded'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112496415145436046</id><published>2007-08-14T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:17:17.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 1 reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i went to throw my rubbish just now outside my flat as usual. as you know, new flats all share the same rubbish chute on that particular level. quite troublesome. as usual, i did my stuff(smoking) at the staircases outside my flat. i was admiring the views in front of me. the stadium where people are running is called bukit gombak stadium. i saw someone ran very fast on the track. i think he did a 100 metres sprint. nearly fell down. why did he had to run so fast? well, it's better than smoking. a thought in my head answered me. feeling a bit guilty, i change my attention to the background. i seriously think that i can see the sea from where i am standing. that is near jurong area, so i assume that that must be the sea as jurong is near the west side, which is near the sea. wow!! first time i stayed so long in this flat, now then i notice the sea. impressive view. how many people can actually have a sea view from where they are staying? just when i was smiling to myself when was the last time i went to a beach, something from afar caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i thought i saw something moving in the far distance about 800 metres from me. hmmm, it is flying. i can make out a man sitting on a plane-like machine and he is flying up in the sky!! err... i am kind of freak out and want to back off from where i am standing but being curious, i want to find out more. it was a plane indeed, though small, can still sit the man. from my view, i can see that he is smiling. wth is he smiling at? the flying machine is kind of not very stable in the air, but it flies. just as i am focusing on the smoke coming out from behind and the side of the machine, i think the man saw me. opps ... better hide, i thought to myself. don't want to have anything to do with this weird man and his plane. i crawl down behind my wall, now my only form of defence. but something in me made me look. just a peek. would not hurt right? i don't believe curiousity kills the cat every time so i take a tiny peek, just sticking my head up of the wall and right in front of me is this man and his machine!! wa, so fast ar.... how can? some more i did not hear anything. wa kao ... a million thoughts come across my mind all at the same time. what if he is an alien? will he harm me? why did he come to me? what is he up to, flying around like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"excuse me, i am conn van nelson. you can call me conn, van or nelson. do you know how i can go to london?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i heard him say this. err... he is talking to me? please leh, this is singapore, how i know where the hell is london? i stand up from where i am hiding and look at him straight in the face. i wonder what i should say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me : err .... london .... what are you doing? are you flying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: no, i am swimming .... of course i am flying. what do you think? so what are you doing, boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: i am hiding ... err ... i mean, smoking. and who are you calling boy, old man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my cigarette is already finished by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: smoking? it's bad for your health you know. back in my days, people get fine for smoking because they pollute the air around us. even al gore is doing something, and you are here polluting our planet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can't imagine i am actually talking to this guy over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: ya, people get fines over here as well. this is singapore mah, a fine city. but who really cared as long as they don't get caught. so, conn, why are you flying about like that? arn't you afraid of being seen? are you an alien? do you eat human? where you get that thing of yours? it flies? that is so cool! i wish i can fly too, but that's quite impossible. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i cant help it as i have a million questions going through my head. all these while the man is still floating outside the wall. a situation you have to see for yourself to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: well, i think you have a lot of questions for me. let me park my super floater first then we'll talk. it eats a lot of oil if turn on for too long. same thing with cars so take note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so this old man, with his machine, floats in to where i am standing and the machine lands softly. he got off his machine and i can see that he is no taller than me. shorter in fact as i grew taller without my knowledge. i used to be 176 cm 5 years ago when i last checked, did not know that i became 181 cm 5 years later. should i be happy? this guy here, he has messy black hair, maybe due to his flying and he wears a nice blue shirt and a red checkered tie. his black shoes are so polished that i can see my reflection in his shoes. well, i think he noticed that and he said something to me i can never imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: do you have any wish? i can make your wish come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: wow, really? wtf ... any wish? how CAN you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: i CAN, because i have powers. if not how you think i CAN fly around like that without being seen? well, the reason you see me is because we are fated to meet and i shall grant you a wish. no questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: i don't believe you. i am not stupid at all you know... i am an ntu undergraduate studying materials science engineering currently year 2. so i know genies don't exist at all. i am 25 years old already. not 3 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: come on, you saw me even after i put on my invisible coat, you are special. plus all your friends who go to your school with you are already year 4 and doing their final year project and you are still year 2? and you still say you are not stupid? come on, i have to grant you a wish. it's the rules of the game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: wait a min, what rules? what games? i am not on candid camera am i? where is the camera? and why am i even talking to you? i am leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then i feel something strange happening to me. for the first time in my life, i feel light, like i am 50 kg! i watch as the man points a finger at me and whispers something. then my feet begin to lift off the ground!! i am floating. wow, i am 105 kg and he can lift me off the ground? -_-' this guy must really have some powers!! (for proof of me floating, check out my youtube video on top)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: put me down!! put me down now!! no!! you want to push me off the building? wait ... what are you doing!!! arrrr!!! i am not going to die. help...help!!! wtf !! you idiot, dun let me get my hands on you, old man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: i want to grant you a wish and you don't appreciate it. i have to kill you because you have seen me. i am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: wait wait. ok ok, a wish right, u put me down first and i think of a wish for you. please put me down first. i am afraid of height. (haha, of course i don't, but i had to lie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn put me down, back on my feet. feeling heavy again. imagine myself falling 28 storeys down. i think the feeling will be spectacular but i really don't want to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: all right, a wish right? but i really do not have time you know, i am going to my girlfriend's house for dinner and it's steamboat. i think i am kind of late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: no. you have to do it right here right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then he took out something from his pocket. i can see that it is sharp and pointed. it's a knife. a kitchen knife? why is he taking that out? he points the kitchen knife at me. this man is damn dangerous. full of tricks and with his powers, why did he have to even use a knife? will he harm me like he said he would if i don't obey his orders? i don't want to die. at least after the steamboat dinner right? or will he dig out my eyes? then i will go blind. but not to worry. even weilian can become superstar, why can't i? lol. why am i thinking of all these?what is going to happen to my life? oh please, God, help me. i am in trouble. just as i prayed, i hear someone from above telling me "i am helping you. think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;to be continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112496415145436046?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112496415145436046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112496415145436046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112496415145436046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112496415145436046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishes-come-true-part-1.html' title='wishes come true part 1 reloaded'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-2644794580639722085</id><published>2007-08-07T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:30:35.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Poem To My One And Only Zhaoxin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/RridVwTHpyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ECeu05Ld_XI/s1600-h/04082007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095995975437625122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/RridVwTHpyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ECeu05Ld_XI/s400/04082007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wrote this poem for my girlfriend Zhaoxin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her birthday is coming and I will like to wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her a very Happy Birthday and that she will like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love poem I specially wrote for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The title of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this poem is called "Love is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is fun, like playing in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is cool, like swimming in the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is precious, like finding right dresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is weird, like man with beard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is care, like rabbit to it's hare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is big, like ears on a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is hug, like milo in a mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is concern, like the family of simpsons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is real and Love can heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is Zhaoxin and she can sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This poem is ending but Love is just beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With Love from Steven Lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;copyright 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-2644794580639722085?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/2644794580639722085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=2644794580639722085' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-4524906236650178879</id><published>2007-08-02T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:37:23.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a cycle</title><content type='html'>Said Also Don't Listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen Also Don't Understand&lt;br /&gt;Not Understand Also Don't Ask&lt;br /&gt;Ask Also Don't Do&lt;br /&gt;Do Also Do Wrong&lt;br /&gt;Wrong Also Don't Admit&lt;br /&gt;Admit Also Don't Correct&lt;br /&gt;Correct Also Not Happy&lt;br /&gt;Happy Also Don't Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we are back to a whole new cycle again -_-''&lt;br /&gt;saw this piece of interesting writing on some wall.&lt;br /&gt;hope you all can get something out of it, cause i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i am the "not understand also don't ask" type of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;lol. have fun, enjoy and be cool. just don't ask k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-4524906236650178879?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/4524906236650178879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=4524906236650178879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/4524906236650178879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/4524906236650178879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-cycle.html' title='Life is a cycle'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-3074061130577207318</id><published>2007-07-23T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:06:08.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can float la</title><content type='html'>hi people, check out my new video clip of myself performing a magic trick.&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows that oil float on water. but have anyone seen oil float on&lt;br /&gt;air? now is ur chance to watch me, myself and i doing this wonderful magic&lt;br /&gt;trick. for your pleasure only. it will all be gone in less than 30 seconds, so&lt;br /&gt;watch it again and again. you will always have different feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-3074061130577207318?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-1249653567004949120</id><published>2007-06-09T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:22:19.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am nothing like jay chou</title><content type='html'>here's a video of me when i have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;hope u all like it as much as i like singing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u think i look cool in this video, then &lt;strong&gt;U ARE NOT THINKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not my fart u hear at the very end.&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe whose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, it's just me, but it's not smelly. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;God bless my friends. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-1249653567004949120?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/1249653567004949120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=1249653567004949120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/1249653567004949120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/1249653567004949120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-nothing-like-jay-chou.html' title='i am nothing like jay chou'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-6327613240956747539</id><published>2007-06-07T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:46:40.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Results</title><content type='html'>Exam Yr    Semester         Subject Code    Exam Grade&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     FE1008                  F&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2001                 B-&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2002                 C+&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2003                 D&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2005                 D&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2006                 F&lt;br /&gt;  2006              2                     MS2008                 F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE1008   (computing)&lt;br /&gt;MS2001  (math)&lt;br /&gt;MS2002  (introduction)&lt;br /&gt;MS2003  (chem)&lt;br /&gt;MS2005  (mechanics)&lt;br /&gt;MS2006  (thermo)&lt;br /&gt;MS2008  (emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are to remain in Second Year in Semester 1, Academic Year 2007-2008.&lt;br /&gt;The above exam status is FINAL only when all your results have been released!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;so here you go, my lousy results for last sem.&lt;br /&gt;actually i am feeling all right, ok, i am not feeling all right.&lt;br /&gt;that line was killer. which line you were asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You are to remain in Second Year in Semester 1, Academic Year 2007-2008."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;die. i am dead. i dun noe wat to do. i am at a lost of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so stupid? why am i so dumb? why am i so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;oh i said that ... ... stupid me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, look on the bright side, i may be the oldest graduate&lt;br /&gt;in ntu history!! that makes me the most experience student&lt;br /&gt;in ntu!! that is something to cheer about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to understand the half full, half empty theory of a glass of&lt;br /&gt;water, my glass is totally empty now. not a single drop of fluid&lt;br /&gt;can be found. i am so disappointed with myself. i suck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i never drop back to probation if not i really can go knock against&lt;br /&gt;the wall in my room, but that may create a big hole and my parents&lt;br /&gt;will have to waste more money on me to get it patch up, as if they are not&lt;br /&gt;spending enough on my educations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like its the end of the world. the world still moving, everything&lt;br /&gt;still the same. birds and planes still fly, gf and tvs still make noise -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the right thing to do now is not to cry and go die, but to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;study and study hard to get my degree and not let my parents and&lt;br /&gt;friends down. its been a long journey. all my friends are in their final&lt;br /&gt;year 4 right now, but i am still stuck in year 2. its a hard fact to dig in but&lt;br /&gt;that's reality, that's life. i may be smart but just average smart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people who read this entry, dun worry, you will still see me, you will&lt;br /&gt;still get my love, care and concern, my prayers, my fun, my laughter,&lt;br /&gt;my saliva ... ... i din mean that, and always remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have fun,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;be happy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enjoy life,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good day, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;take care,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;good bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-6327613240956747539?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/6327613240956747539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=6327613240956747539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/6327613240956747539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/6327613240956747539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-results.html' title='My Results'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-5263853970514241301</id><published>2007-05-29T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:55:22.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teaching tution</title><content type='html'>Note : all names in my story have been altered to protect whoever need to be protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, let me write out my timings for the tutions i have taught for the month of may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070507 = 6 - 10 pm ( 4 hours )&lt;br /&gt;080507 = 2.30 - 6.30 pm ( 4 hours )&lt;br /&gt;090507 = 2 - 6 pm ( 4 hours )&lt;br /&gt;090507 = 7 - 10 pm ( 3 hours )&lt;br /&gt;140507 = 7.30 - 10 pm ( 2 hours 30 mins )&lt;br /&gt;170507 = 6.30 - 9 pm ( 2 hours 30 mins )&lt;br /&gt;220507 = 4.30 - 6.30 pm ( 2 hours )&lt;br /&gt;250507 = 2.30 - 4.30 pm ( 2 hours )&lt;br /&gt;280507 = 6.30 - 9.30 pm ( 3 hours )&lt;br /&gt;310307 = 6.30 - 9.30 pm ( 3 hours )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of lessons = 9&lt;br /&gt;Total number of teaching hours = 30 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this month of may, i have taught 30 hours of tution to a student call john (name altered). well my friends, how much do u think i receive as my fees? wanna make a wild guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me give u all some helpful plus useful hints. john is sec 5 normal acedamic. i teach him design and technology, physics and math. i travel 1 hour to his house to give him private tution and 1 hour back home. usually there is no one at home to look after him, so i play the role of baby sitter too. taking all these into account, how much do you think i was paid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give you all more ideas, my school mate and course mate gallen(name altered) teaches tution too and he charged $50 for 2 hours of tution. and i also heard from john's guardian, auntie ailing(name altered) that his rc below his block of flats charge $35 per lesson per subject. and not to forget, rc teaches a large group of students, that is why they can afford to charge much less. thus usually for private tution case, let's just assume it is between $35-$50 irregardless of the number of hours i actually teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, make a wild guess? i was paid $200 as tution fees for the month of may. wow!! how wild can that be? that's a lot of money... err... wait a min. i think i need a calculator here. let's see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;price per lesson = total fees divide by number of lessons&lt;br /&gt;                             = $200 / 9 = $22.22&lt;br /&gt;oh, so i was actually paid $22.22 for each lesson i taught irregardless of how long i taught!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;price per hour = total fees divide by number of hours taught&lt;br /&gt;                          = $200 / 30 = $6.67&lt;br /&gt;oh, so i was actually paid $6.67 for each hour of lesson i taught. wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS, WHERE CAN YOU FIND A MUCH CHEAPER TUTION TEACHER THAN I AM???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there is no need to get so work up actually. lol. as you can see, firstly, john is my brother's gf's brother and thus is someone i actually know. secondly, auntie ailing is not very well off and also she needs to look after john all by herself and thus they are not financially very stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but, i am not doing charity either.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, somehow i feel all my efforts to help john and all those late nights where i look through his exam papers and see what actually went wrong and actually think up questions for him to do as homework, and all those long hours of travelling time plus explaining slowly to him so that he can understand "and sometimes feel like vomit blood but lucky never" and other aspect of this teaching is not fully appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you all know, a good tution teacher usually charge a fairly high fee. i am an undergraduate studying materials science engineering at nayang technology university. whether i am good is not for me to say but of course the standard is there. dun believe can ask john himself. but to be given a fee less than wat rc ask for is wat i really cant accept and prompt me to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"auntie ailing, izzit really because in my last life i own john's family too much and now i am replying my debts to you all?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john is a slow learner and he is exceptionally poor with numbers and thus his math is very poor. i think i really cant help him much either, cause in my opinion i think he needs more specific help, someone who can stay with him 24/7 and observe him closely and guide him through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing this has really help me feel better and not so stress. but i dun think i will be teaching john in the long run. its not worth it. i dun need to be super good at maths to calculate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, go work at mac also can get this price of 1 hour $6, go do baby sitting also can get more than $25 per time. i make my point. no point staying if ur time and effort is not appreciated. this applys in real life working environment too. so people who are reading this, do take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience are running out soon. after all, 30 hours of teaching like this might just shorten my life by 30 months. so to auntie ailing and john and john's sister, i am sorry. i did my best already.&lt;br /&gt;it's time you all do yours. have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may God bless john. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-5263853970514241301?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/5263853970514241301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=5263853970514241301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/5263853970514241301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/5263853970514241301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/05/teaching-tution.html' title='teaching tution'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-4758842155268113900</id><published>2007-05-29T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:10:33.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress relievers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress reliever #1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife: You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Husband : When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Husband : Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What other problem can there be greater than this one?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy: It's very kind of you, darling, But I don't have any worries or troubles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl: Well that is because we aren't married yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever #3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son: Mom, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to give up my seat to a lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom: Well, you have done the right thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son: But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A newly married man asked his wife, "Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?" "Honey," the woman replied sweetly, "I'd have married you NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Father to son after exam: "let me see your report card." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son: "My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A teacher asked her class for sentences using the word "beans".. MyFather grows beans," said one student. "My father cooks beans," said another. Then little Johnny spoke up: "We are all human beans." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interviewer to Millionaire: To whom do you owe your success as a millionaire?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Millionaire: "I owe everything to my wife." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interviewer: "Wow, she must be some woman ! "What were you before you married her?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Millionaire: "A Billionaire" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The guy replies: Thanks for the warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Reliever # 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A wife asked her husband: What do you like most in me - my pretty face or my sexy body? He looked at her from head to toe and replied: I like your sense of humour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-4758842155268113900?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/4758842155268113900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=4758842155268113900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/4758842155268113900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/4758842155268113900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/05/stress-relievers.html' title='Stress relievers'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-2344001782860142730</id><published>2007-05-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:24:59.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toto on Thursday 24 May 07</title><content type='html'>Winning Numbers&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;29&lt;br /&gt;40&lt;br /&gt;41&lt;br /&gt;43&lt;br /&gt;Additional Number&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning Shares&lt;br /&gt;Prize Group&lt;br /&gt;Share Amount (each)&lt;br /&gt;No. of Winning Shares&lt;br /&gt;Group 1&lt;br /&gt;$6,518,692&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Group 2&lt;br /&gt;$56,290&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;br /&gt;Group 3&lt;br /&gt;$1,319&lt;br /&gt;982&lt;br /&gt;Group 4&lt;br /&gt;$546&lt;br /&gt;2,372&lt;br /&gt;Group 5&lt;br /&gt;$30&lt;br /&gt;47,749&lt;br /&gt;Group 6&lt;br /&gt;$20&lt;br /&gt;59,755&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person who won 6.5 million from toto will be laughing in his sleep as i type these here on my laptop. he is very lucky to win with quickpick ordinary system.for those of you who dun buy toto,quickpick ordinary is to ask the computer to pick out 6 random numbers for you and it only cost 50 cents a group.the minimum we can bet at any outlet is $1 thus that person who won might just spend that $1 and walk away with 6.5 million dollars in his pocket.how lucky can he get? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i wan you people to notice is not that only 1 person won the top prize.it is those 23 other people who won in group 2 that i am concern about. ppl who win group 2 prizes are those who get 5 winning numbers plus one additional number, in this case number 26.imagine this. why is it that these 23 ppl were all short of one more winning number to win?why was the computer so cruel to them?as you can see, there is a great difference in prize money between 1st and 2nd prize.why cant more ppl win the top prize since a lot more ppl actually bought toto as we can see that the top prize was snowballed from 5.5 million to 6.5 million!!! so how is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to my point which i am taking it seriously. people, imagine this. what if there is no such "person" who actually won the 1st prize.what if it is all a conspriacy between "them"?if no one won 1st prize, "they" can just pocket that 6.5 million secretly and quietly and everyone will think that "oh that 1 person who won so lucky hor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you might ask, why not "they" just announced that no one won 1st prize and carry on snow balling till the prize money is maybe say 10 million?if that is the case, more ppl will buy toto and "they" will earn more. but the problem is this, "they" need to have a limit. "they" need to know when to stop snow balling so that people will not get carried away. imagine if "they" use this "method" and the top prize snowball to 10 million and only 1 person won eventually, ppl from the public will get curious and question "them" why only 1 person won.it gets pretty unbelieveable by then thus "they" need to stop at maybe 6.5 million!!of course if there is any questions from the public, "they" surely have many ways to talk "themselves" out. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course everything that i say here might not be true, no offence to anyone.that ONLY person who won this thusday's toto top prize may just be very super lucky and really win. if it is so, congrats to him and his family. however, if it is not like that, then have all of us been used by "them"?think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time, i will tell u my secrets that i found out during my research in this gambling business.if "anyone" sees this and wants to pay me to shut up,leave a msg and i will contact you.good day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-2344001782860142730?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/2344001782860142730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=2344001782860142730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/2344001782860142730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/2344001782860142730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/05/toto-on-thursday-24-may-07.html' title='toto on Thursday 24 May 07'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-3050973367060592434</id><published>2007-04-18T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T08:23:34.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a clip you got to see to believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this video above is i chance upon on youtube and i was amazed by it the first time i saw it. it's about 2 otters holding their paws together. really amazing considering the fact that they are animals and animals are not as smart as human, so how was it that they can hold their paws together?and float around like some sort of loving couple??are animals that smart?if you dun believe these otters are in love, look closely at the last 15 sec and tell me what you see. i believe you will have a different views of animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;also, if you are nature lover, animal lover, watch &lt;&lt;planet&gt;&gt; every wed at 10pm. its a one hour, very nice documentary show with great visuals and all real shots of life and nature at it's fullest. i enjoyed the first epi tonight and i will surely catch it every wed at 10pm. hope you guys like it too. do leave a msg and tell me ur opinion about the show or about this otter clip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you. may you like otters like how otters like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-3050973367060592434?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/3050973367060592434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=3050973367060592434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3050973367060592434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/3050973367060592434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/04/clip-you-got-to-see-to-believe.html' title='a clip you got to see to believe'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7106513905686799462</id><published>2007-04-10T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T10:19:53.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mum's secret recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hi all. to think that i got my mum's secret recipes and put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;them on my blog is such a big risk i am taking! all recipes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are vegetarian and full of health benefits. hope you all enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;making these food and trying them out at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may God bless all my family and friends and all who read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my blog with good health and happiness. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TOFU GORENG (5 serving size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 square tofu&lt;br /&gt;100g cucumber&lt;br /&gt;100g turnip&lt;br /&gt;100g bean sprout&lt;br /&gt;100g carrot&lt;br /&gt;500g pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;300g mix nut powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon spice salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.toast tofu in toaster for 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;2.cut all vegetables into thin slices.&lt;br /&gt;3.cook pumpkin with skin and seeds for 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;4.blend a mixture of cashew nuts,almond nuts and walnuts to powder.&lt;br /&gt;5.blend cooked pumpkin in blender till soft and add 1 teaspoon of spice salt&lt;br /&gt;to become pumpkin sauce.&lt;br /&gt;6.place tofu in centre of plate, with all sliced vegetables around it.&lt;br /&gt;7.pour pumpkin sauce on tofu.&lt;br /&gt;8.add mix nut powder on top and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ROJAK (6 serving size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 cucumber&lt;br /&gt;2 carrot&lt;br /&gt;1 mango&lt;br /&gt;1 pineapple&lt;br /&gt;1 apple&lt;br /&gt;1 turnip&lt;br /&gt;1 beetroot&lt;br /&gt;1 lime&lt;br /&gt;1 rojak flower&lt;br /&gt;1 sour plum&lt;br /&gt;2 taupok&lt;br /&gt;5 tablespoon plum sauce&lt;br /&gt;200g mix nut powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.cut up all ingredients into bite size.&lt;br /&gt;2.put plum sauce into rojak bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3.put all cut ingredients into bowl and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;4.blend a mixture of cashew nuts,almond nuts and walnuts to powder.&lt;br /&gt;5.add mix nut powder on top and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;POPIAH (10 serving size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10 popiah skin&lt;br /&gt;5 dried seaweed&lt;br /&gt;2 cucumber&lt;br /&gt;2 carrot&lt;br /&gt;1 box alfalfa sprout&lt;br /&gt;1 lettuce&lt;br /&gt;1 green pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 turnip&lt;br /&gt;1 beetroot&lt;br /&gt;200g purple cabbage&lt;br /&gt;300g mix nut powder&lt;br /&gt;50g sesame seed&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoon prebalance powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon miso&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.cut 1 dried seaweed into 2 pieces.&lt;br /&gt;2.mix honey, miso, sesame seed, prebalance powder and mix nut powder&lt;br /&gt;into sauce.&lt;br /&gt;3.put dried seaweed on top of popiah skin and spread sauce on it.&lt;br /&gt;4.add potions of other ingredients according to taste.&lt;br /&gt;5.roll up popiah and cut into 5 pieces and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7106513905686799462?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7106513905686799462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7106513905686799462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7106513905686799462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7106513905686799462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-mums-secret-recipes.html' title='my mum&apos;s secret recipes'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7863767314576110648</id><published>2007-03-25T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T09:31:05.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my video comment 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup yup. got my first comment from Anonymous about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my youtube video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;errrr... ur last few seconds really gave ur trick away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks. GREAT comment!! lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, that is the FUN part of this clip really. its the twist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the flavour and the coolness all combine into one and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my first video clip on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;remember when i did this magic trick, i did not at any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;instant know that i will give my trick away till after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i seen the clip. well, this clip still gives me the laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;whenever i see it. how stupid can one get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you all try to see it like i do, you will surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;appreciate this classic piece of video. thank you for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;watching. God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7863767314576110648?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7863767314576110648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7863767314576110648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7863767314576110648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7863767314576110648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-video-comment-1.html' title='my video comment 1'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7178295142739916745</id><published>2007-03-19T06:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:01:12.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saw the video above ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yup, you saw it. i am officially on youtube. yes respond is good and i am slowing becoming famous in the world of videos. thank you all for your continuing support for my blog. i love you all. will try and change a new video every two weeks !! stay tuned !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7178295142739916745?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7178295142739916745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7178295142739916745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7178295142739916745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7178295142739916745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/03/saw-video-above.html' title='saw the video above ??'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-7226230999085572744</id><published>2007-03-07T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:46:59.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 0 0 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wonder wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder who the 1000th reader of my blog is. lol. i will upload a surprise blog once my counter hit 1000. hey, all my friends do continue and visit my simple blog. hope you all have fun reading them. thank you everyone for all your supports. may God bless everyone i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wonder wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-7226230999085572744?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/7226230999085572744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=7226230999085572744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7226230999085572744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/7226230999085572744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-0-0-0.html' title='1 0 0 0'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-117044663043301074</id><published>2007-02-02T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:38:12.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dengyong's Farewell BBQ At Bryan's House 020207</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/733155/02022007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/950794/02022007%28007%29.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;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is Bryan's house. Really nice and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;big and cosy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/399216/02022007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/301721/02022007%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Big room at the roof top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for bbqing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but wait, wat is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;table on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;left??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/515381/02022007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/201191/02022007%28002%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;wow!! a nice big pool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;balls... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;diao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/292016/03022007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/796814/03022007%28007%29.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;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but hey, where is the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cant find leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/185513/02022007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/558552/02022007%28006%29.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;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's not here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/899761/03022007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/280971/03022007%28009%29.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;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its not here either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/160884/03022007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/169419/03022007%28008%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i think i found it, said a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kiat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/886935/02022007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/704392/02022007%28008%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if that is the case, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;our bbq &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;( the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;while waiting for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;READY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/422813/02022007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/576205/02022007.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;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lets take some photos at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nice shelter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shelter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/405101/03022007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/941485/03022007%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;this is me with Junhua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2 handsome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/374476/03022007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/881380/03022007%28004%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then more handsome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;joined in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/366024/03022007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/641032/03022007%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then everyone joined in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the fun. let me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;introduce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the handsome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;guys from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fajar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;secondary class 3E2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;top left : ah kiat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bryan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;melvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bottom left : steven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;junhua,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dengyong, ah xiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/446493/03022007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/644543/03022007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a farewell photo for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fairly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friend. we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you surely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take care of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;come back to this one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy family. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENGYONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-117044663043301074?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/117044663043301074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=117044663043301074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/117044663043301074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/117044663043301074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/02/dengyongs-farewell-bbq-at-bryans-house.html' title='Dengyong&apos;s Farewell BBQ At Bryan&apos;s House 020207'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116905062362864015</id><published>2007-01-17T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:09:09.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17012007 is my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/412668/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/508920/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;this is me. 17012007 is my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;happy birthday to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/829799/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/140620/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;pretty flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/668154/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/768068/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;pretty girlfriend xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/326118/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/240947/006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;wow !! wat a big crab i am eating. yummy, but i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;we should all take some photos first right ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/934171/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/117135/007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;me with my mum, so cute isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/366093/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/656082/008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;me with my baby, she is so cute, i am more like act cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/701502/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/153256/009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;mum n dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/301837/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/132365/010.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;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;me with pretty girls, dad not included. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/19644/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/361261/011.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;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;family photo, ai yo sit so far, come closer la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/830556/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/320/968939/012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ar... much better, one big happy family. so cool !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116905062362864015?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116905062362864015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116905062362864015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116905062362864015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116905062362864015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/01/17012007-is-my-birthday.html' title='17012007 is my birthday'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116833778354996360</id><published>2007-01-09T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T02:19:49.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO SAY I DUN LOOK LIKE ANDY LAU ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/306991/16122006(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/400/145056/16122006%28012%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;     L O V E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  A N D Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                L A U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                          ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116833778354996360?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116833778354996360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116833778354996360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116833778354996360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116833778354996360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-say-i-dun-look-like-andy-lau.html' title='WHO SAY I DUN LOOK LIKE ANDY LAU ???'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116637332217840837</id><published>2006-12-17T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:35:22.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos of kl trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning : What you are about to see is in reverse order. Please scroll down to the last photo before you envy and drool at my photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I truely enjoyed this relaxing and fun trip to kl with my baby. Here are some lovely photos we took. Do enjoy and have fun laughing. God blesses all who believe in him. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/871455/104-0473_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/959288/104-0473_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happily ever after! The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/260871/104-0447_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/454114/104-0447_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand we walk down the red carpet ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/182307/104-0495_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/136767/104-0495_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/779129/104-0494_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/200/104-0494_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see the hat ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/311262/104-0492_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/189692/104-0492_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only our sea is THIS blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/416236/104-0488_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/117424/104-0488_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend Xin Xin is more pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/623632/104-0464_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/685961/104-0464_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she is beside the whale! Nice ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/565581/104-0463_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/561172/104-0463_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where is my bi? Hmmm ... ... let me use my magic ball to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/90142/104-0455_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/308154/104-0455_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This look so cool and huge and tall and and identical ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/799419/104-0454_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/283093/104-0454_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ar ... ... I think I found it. It's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/1600/432168/104-0440_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4134/880/200/890356/104-0440_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Our first oversea trip to kl on 8,9 and 101206. But where is klcc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116637332217840837?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116637332217840837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116637332217840837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116637332217840837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116637332217840837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/12/photos-of-kl-trip.html' title='photos of kl trip'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116243754996710573</id><published>2006-11-01T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:19:10.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break from studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi guys, found this e mail i got quite interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why are questions answered when answers are questioned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy asking yourself these questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If Fed ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Do Lipton Tea employees take coffee breaks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If olive oil comes from olive, where does baby oil come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why is it called building when it is already built?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If a book about failures doesn't sell, is it a success?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you are not suppose to drink and drive, why do bars have parking lots?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interesting right. More interesting things coming below. This is the results of a test I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; from answering some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;questions about myself and it happens to be quite true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;You are a person who is keeping things to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Any friends that came along, you will accept and trust them completely.&lt;br /&gt;What you want in your life is half fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;You are weak in your life and tend to be fragile.&lt;br /&gt;You have a few good friends in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Your last relationship is good&lt;br /&gt;When your partner is around, you will stick around with her most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;You have an average ego.&lt;br /&gt;A humble personality is in you.&lt;br /&gt;You get average bond with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your partner is a very homely and humble person.&lt;br /&gt;You seek your partner whenever you are met with problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes, we need to step out of our shoes and put ourselves into other people's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;shoes. This is to understand what other people are facing, and this experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can only help us in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will like to end this blog off with a simple quote i came up on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;which i feel is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;quite meaningful and worth thinking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;" Not every cigarette seller smokes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116243754996710573?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116243754996710573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116243754996710573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116243754996710573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116243754996710573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/11/break-from-studies.html' title='A break from studies'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116220712223774054</id><published>2006-10-30T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:18:42.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>project titanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Below is my report for my ms 2004 assignment. please leave a comment if you like or dislike it. thank you for reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;************************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I am writing this report about how the 46,000 ton liner call the Titanic and the Liberty ships fail and what we human beings have done to improve our vessel today and make it safer ever since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The British luxury passenger liner Titanic sank on April10, 1912, during its maiden voyage. The vessel sank with a loss of 1,522 lives. The great ship, at that time the largest and most luxurious afloat, was hit by an iceberg and as the iceberg glided by, it broke the iron rivet heads fastening to the steel shell plates and caused massive leakage below the waterline. If some of the three million iron rivets holding the vast ship together had been stronger, the ship might have stayed afloat long enough for a full rescue operation. When the ship was built by Harland &amp; Wolff, in Belfast, between 1909 and 1911, it was pulled together mainly with steel rivets, fitted by machine. But the machine was cumbersome and parts of the hull were finished with old-fashioned iron rivets, which are easier to work by hand. Researches found that the iron rivets would have torn too easily especially if they were contaminated with slag. Slag is impurities found in processed metals. Excessive amount of slag made the rivets more brittle, and therefore, more likely to break off upon impact with the iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, further researches also prove that the ship began bending on the surface as the stresses on her midsection increased, causing steel plates in the keel to compress and buckle. As the ship pulled down, her stern raised 25 stories into the air, resulting in stresses on the deck of 35,000 pounds per square inch pressures so enormous, the ship broke apart. It is possible to say that brittle steel contributed to the damage at the bow due to the impact with the iceberg, but much more likely that the brittle steel was a factor in the breakup of the ship at the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January 1943, the one day old Liberty ship SS Schenectady had just completed her first successful sea trial when suddenly the deck and sides of the vessel broke and fractured. The fracture extended to the turn of the bilge port and starboard. The deck side shell, longitudinal bulkhead and bottom girders fractured too. It was known that about 30 % of Liberty Ships suffered catastrophic fracture, though not necessarily as dramatic as the Schenectady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accident of Schenectady was caused by occurrence and development of brittle cracks, which were due to the lack of fracture toughness of welded joint. This accident showed the importance of fracture toughness, which marked the birth of the fracture mechanics. The investigations were done on the structure and welding of the ships. The interim report consisted of any modification of structural design that can reduce stress concentrations, improve quality that can eliminate initial defect, and reduction of residual stresses by welding. However, the lack of steel toughness was not sufficiently recognized as insufficient attention was paid to the material. It was then that they consider rimmed steel better than killed steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steel experiences ductile fracture at high temperatures and brittle fracture at low temperatures, therefore, steel shows the characteristic of ductile-to-brittle transition. Brittle fracture usually occurs under the conditions of low temperature, which can be evaluated by Charpy Impact Test. Absorption energy measured by the test is called the notch toughness. Low notch toughness at low temperature is often the cause of brittle fracture. The brittle fractures that occurred in the Liberty Ships were caused by low notch toughness at low temperature of steel at welded joint. External forces or residual stress due to welding worsen the fracture. In this case, residual stress is the main cause of fracture, which was known from the accident of the Liberty Schenectady ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings make and learn from mistakes. History has shown that vessels today are much safer then the past. To ensure smooth sailing, it is always best to get our facts and materials right. For example, the use of high quality steels on the ships must be ensured in order to withstand notch toughness at low temperature and with quantitative assessment of brittle fracture by fracture mechanics, safety of these big vessels can be ensured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very useful to know ductile-to-brittle transition temperature of steels. A component can operate without the risk of brittle fracture if the service temperature is above the ductile-to-brittle transition temperature. Material testing is also crucial in determining the most suitable material for use in building the ship. Chemical analysis of materials must also be carried out to ensure safety. Efforts must be put in building transport for the sea. Having established and well known company provides professional personnel to check on the ships would be a useful tactic to ensure high quality at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I have learned that materials are important in any aspect of our lives be it on land, in the air or on sea. It is this knowledge that helps us improve as a whole. From the case of the gargantuan Titanic to the battle ships of World War 2, I have learned to appreciate materials more in the building of these vessels. I have also learned more about the mechanical behavior of these materials, their properties and structures. Those accidents can be prevented. I personally disagree with what White Star Line boasted in its promotional material for Titanic, “The science of shipbuilding has now reached to a degree of perfection in its highest form which has put wind and water almost to defiance. It has not only robbed the sea of its terrors, but has imposed upon its unstable surface comforts and even luxuries of travel surpassing anything on land.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to suggest this instead. “The science of shipbuilding is ever changing and constantly improving, and nothing robs the nature of its presence.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;************************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;copyright 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116220712223774054?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116220712223774054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116220712223774054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116220712223774054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116220712223774054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/10/project-titanic.html' title='project titanic'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116106522729844202</id><published>2006-10-16T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:07:07.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awe strike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;today marks the start of kim seng bowl's new league which i am participating of course. our team name is AWE STRIKE and the bowlers are as follow : steven(me), alvis, george(captain), foo, roland, anthony, eric and others. i am not sure if there are others, will update here if there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;as today is the first day, there is going to be a buffet dinner available to those who plays today, so that is why i play today(haha, free food). anyway, this looks like a strong team to me, so i hope we can do well in this league and awe strike. today's bowlers are steven(me), roland, anthony and eric. i do not know which team we are up against yet, (hope it's not my coach adam's team.) but i really wish we can do well as a team and properly have a good start to our league.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;as for wed's league at textile center, right now, i don't think we are continuing with it, as some players are already committed to this tue league. however, whether there will be any leisure bowling held there only time can tell as i do not know any of my friend's plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;all right, enough of bowling. let me say something about my internet access at home. i renew my internet broadband with singtel and have got myself a new modem. i believe that this can solve my problem of not having internet at home. reason is simple. if i still cant use internet at home with this new modem, then i must say it's time to change a new laptop. i still have not tried it out yet, i believe if i can, i will be updating my blog at home instead of in sch like wat i am doing right now. i hope i can use. finger crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;next week is ntu's e learning week for my sch(mse). this means that we will have to attend online lectures at the comfort of our own home instead of in sch. this comes at a time when i do not have internet access at home. what great timing! anyway, with my new modem, and if it works, the timing is really just great! so i really hope i can use it and write my blogs and attend lectures online at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;the haze situation is getting from bad to worse. personally i feel the air is dusty, throat is getting dry very easily, eyes too. i hope this situation can improve soon so that we can get back out to the open and enjoy the surroundings(i did not mean exercise here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i just wish the people i know well and happy and healthy and cheerful and stress free. we should all rest well through this hazy day. best wishes to everyone. thank you for reading my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ps : thinking of continuing my online stories (WISHES COME TRUE) pretty soon if i have internet access at home. so do visit again some time soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116106522729844202?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116106522729844202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116106522729844202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116106522729844202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116106522729844202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/10/awe-strike.html' title='awe strike'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-116010494452625863</id><published>2006-10-05T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T20:22:24.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are not real madrid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got the following message from my captain after my coach, adam, told me to participate in the upcoming ivp selection on tue 031006 when i met him for the tue league at kim seng bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"O sorry you din qualify for selection coz you din meet the attendance criteria.how come you miss all trainings?hai..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;you must be wondering why the hell did i msg my captain to ask him since i got the green light from my coach to participate. well, i must say, RESPECT. it is the respect i have for my captain that is why i ask him. i really can just go down to mount faber safra to bowl tml, sat, 071006 without saying anything. afterall, uncle adam says i can bowl, there is really no need to ask right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wrong, cause right here in ntu's bowling, a captain is far more superior than a coach, despite the coach having more experience, having played more bowling than a captain. well, i only thought such cases happen to real madrid where the players and the captain are more powerful then their coach, but we are no real madrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i am contented that uncle adam ask me to go despite knowing that i miss quite a number of trainings.my prayers are indeed answered. so i am quite happy about it. right now, i guess unless my captain quits, it will be quite hard for me to get into the team. so right now all i can do is wait for the right timing, maybe wait for the opportunity to knock on my door again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out his last sentence &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;how come you miss all trainings?hai..." &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if you really look hard at my blogs, i did went for the first training that is why i saw my captain and coach arguing. the fact is i went for 1 training. but anyway, it's not worth a cent to argue anything now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of the many reasons i never go for training is that i have to commit to outside bowling league. but, hell, leagues finish too. both the tue and wed leagues have ended. from my latest update, my friends are not continuing the wed league at textile centre, while the new league for tue is still not confirm. that means that if i have no more league to participate, i am like a can of opened sardine, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;waiting to rot&lt;/span&gt;. haha. which brings me to my decision a few months back, whether to continue my training with ntu, or continue to go for my outside league. being the loyal type of person, i opt for the latter. come to think about it, did i make a mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, life still goes on. be it i am ivp or not, be it i am bowling anot, be it i am poor or rich, life still goes on, i still need to study, still need to eat, pay my hp bills etc, thus, there is no reason for me to quit my life. so no, i will not go and cut myself like what johnathan did. it's too painful. i think i will just go and hide one stupid corner of ntu staircase and dream of  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fa da cai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;today is the mooncake festival toto draw and the prize money is worth 5 million and more. if i win today, i think it will surely brighten my dull day. haha. all right, i think i should stop here, going for class soon. may God bless everyone of my family, my gf xin, my friends, whye heng cuz its his bday today, my friends from bowling, my captain, my coach and all those who i know. may God bless them all with good health and happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-116010494452625863?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/116010494452625863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=116010494452625863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116010494452625863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/116010494452625863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-are-not-real-madrid.html' title='we are not real madrid'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115985193573605732</id><published>2006-10-02T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:05:35.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i let the cat out of the bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="c115971990646275954"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;" Senior said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;This comment is actually for your friend. Was browsing randomly and stumbled upon yours and your friend's blog. Totally agree with your entry here! (Gotta post here cos anonymous is allowed here. Ooh freedom of speech, thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Hey dude. I was for a moment impressed you did well for union bowl. In fact, very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;But you threw away an opportunity to be in IVP team. That's horrendously silly. For a girl! That's worst. Some might think it's romantic to give up for your girl. I take that as low confidence level on your part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;In fact, your girl should trust you. Fine, I'm an outsider, so I should not qn you and your gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;A true IVP player should be determined, with a never-say-die attitude. You, gave up right at the beginning. I guess NTU didn't make a huge loss anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;I'm not here to condemn you. But with my past experience as IVP player, I admire your great performance at the Union Bowl (considering it's a selections and it's not easy to excel) and very much wish that you should let no one affect your dreams in life. Cos afterall. . . everyone, lives only once. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Someone wrote this comment on my friend's blog. it's quite interesting to see people reacting to my blogs. i think this senior's comment is quite true. it's not a loss for NTU at all, that i am not bowling in NTU's ivp team. i am not a good bowler anyway, just a bowler who has 12 years of casual bowling experience. i totally agree with u senior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;plus, all the politics in the bowling team, it's very hard to understand why i was never selected. in all my life, i have never seen a coach arguing with the captain in such a way that i have experienced during the first day of my training with the ivp squad. sometimes, when we look at a small ice berg, we do not realise that it is that big below the water. it's complicated. life is complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;for my character, i really like to keep things simple. if you think keeping me in the squad is a threat to your position, and having to cause uproar and discomfort between members of the team, i rather step out of it by not attending the trainings, so that when my attendance is not enough to qualify for the selection, YOU have an excuse to ask me not to join the selections. see, its better for YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;well, guess i finally let the cat out of the bag. i believe there is always a chance for me in future and i really look forward to it. heard that they need quality spinners in the team. haha. there will always be a chance one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;bi, please dun be upset when u read this blog. it's not ur fault, it's my own decisions and i blame no one. i truely love you and i am blessed to have you as my girlfriend. i will continue to do my best as ur beloved boyfriend. Cos afterall. . . everyone, lives only once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115985193573605732?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115985193573605732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115985193573605732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115985193573605732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115985193573605732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-let-cat-out-of-bag.html' title='i let the cat out of the bag'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115977049447745092</id><published>2006-10-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:28:14.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>problems i am facing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid internet at home still cant use. sick and tired of my laptop at home liao. it's not like i did not do anything to "save" it, but i just cant use it. sometimes can, sometimes cannot. dun know why.who can help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not like as if i really need to have access to internet at home, but come on, who does not have internet at home these few days? even my friend guan, who does not have a handphone has internet at home. so i guess, it's all boils down to my tough luck lo. who ask me to have a spoiled laptop, one which i cant afford to throw away. sad sad case. a lot of feelings for my laptop. anyway, i just wish that during those times that i "sometimes" can use, i will use it wisely and make the best out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i won a trophy on sat ntu trios bowling again. it was for the high game award and i got a score of 253. i still remember i string 7 strikes in a row for that game. well, my highest i ever bowl was 255 and it was like 2 years ago lo. this game i remember very well i can break my highest record one. my last frame was mess up. if i strike my 10th frame last frame, i will get 257, which would have broken my record, but hell, i got a 4,7-6,10 split. how dramatic is that, so in the end, i got 253, 2 pins below my record high. but anyway, i was contented i got a trophy again, and i hope to do better in future competitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come to think about it, i got 8 bowling trophies currently, and its a record i am keen to break. i think as long as i bowl well and consistent, i will surely get more trophies and awards for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, one week of sch break is over very fast, now i am back in sch typing this. and not at home. sob sob, what must i do to get my internet back at home? i really dun wan to buy a new laptop as my financial is a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am facing. plus i need to save up for the kl trip in dec with bi, i really cant afford to splash my cash on other stuff, meaning my booster box of time spiral will have to be put on hold. sob sob again. sigh... i can get quite emotional sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all right, got to go do my tutorials and online lectures. sick of studying. why cant i just work and get a job so that i can support myself and not burden my parents anymore? i am old enough liao. sigh... bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115977049447745092?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115977049447745092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115977049447745092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115977049447745092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115977049447745092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/10/problems-i-am-facing.html' title='problems i am facing'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115934728782562389</id><published>2006-09-27T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T01:54:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my  oh my oh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/1600/me%20angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/320/me%20angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh my god. wat was i even thinking? is this a happy face? a sad face? an angry face? an excited face? who knows? i just know that this expression is one when i get my internet connection back right here in the comfort of my own home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i brought my laptop to sim ling square to "repair" today. the store i went to was at 03-55. well, the service of those ppl working there was gd. so gd that they charge me $15 for 5 mins of tuning my internet connection configurations back. well, i thought, money is not suppose to be that easy to earn. plus i was afraid that it will still not be able to work once i am back home, but hell, it worked !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;of course i am happy. so came this expression that describe my feelings right here right now at the comfort of my own home. hooray, maple here i come. online lectures here i come. online games here i come. bloggers here i come. i come i come i come come come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115934728782562389?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115934728782562389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115934728782562389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115934728782562389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115934728782562389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-oh-my-oh-my.html' title='oh my  oh my oh my'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115917990281954827</id><published>2006-09-25T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T03:25:02.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rubbish thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hooray!! its the holiday again. but only one week b r e a k nia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me now writing this in my sch at ntu, with my own laptop, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting it fixed earlier on so that i can use it in school. cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u might be asking me what the hell i am doing in sch on a sch break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i also don't know why, just feel like coming to sch, why u not happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wan to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stop me? haha. try la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boring boring life i am living right now. waiting for time spiral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be officially selling, then i will go and buy a nice whole booster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;box for myself and maybe get arkoma foil. haha, ya, wait long long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine, i only get 36 timeshift cards in 1 booster box, so to get 121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;timeshift cards, i will need how many box? and how lucky can one get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to get arkoma foil? anyway, there is always hope. and i am very hopeful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you wan to sell me ur old magic the gathering cards? not playing anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;collecting dust in one small dark corner of ur room? donate them to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sell them to me, give them to me. don't throw away pls, u dun know wat u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r throwing away. donate them to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, bowling on tue and wed league. bowling this sat with alvin and raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for ntu's trios competition. hope to win and kick everybodies ass and give them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the oppounitity to invite me to join their ivp squad. haha, i am evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got to go home and eat some home cook food now. for you people out there who eat out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am sorry i will be enjoying a nice warm dinner filled with love while you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get to eat cold and tastless food. but i still wish you a nice and happy week ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am just nice. evil but nice.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115917990281954827?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115917990281954827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115917990281954827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115917990281954827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115917990281954827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/09/rubbish-thoughts.html' title='rubbish thoughts'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115735287210232997</id><published>2006-09-03T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:54:32.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic the Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/1600/357_v9xgx90l8hru7xq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/320/357_v9xgx90l8hru7xq2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lastest edition from magic the gathering call the TIME SPIRAL. I think it will be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;craziest and most fun edition to be ever created. With the increasing price of magic products, i think the producers really need to come up with something wacky and interesting in order to prolong the death of magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Really look forward to it coming out in oct. If you are a magic player, this card here is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;really powerful and cool. The picture is cool too. If you have any magic cards and you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt; to trade, sell, give, throw away, please leave me a message and i will get back to you as soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;as possible. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Have a magical day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115735287210232997?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115735287210232997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115735287210232997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115735287210232997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115735287210232997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/09/magic-gathering.html' title='Magic the Gathering'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115562953380896171</id><published>2006-08-15T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T01:12:13.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GIVE UP AGAIN !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to think i was happily writing that i will be going to become NTU best bowling player yesterday, today i am saying that i am actually giving up the place in my school team. sadly, this is the truth. i know i really kick myself in my butt, always giving up when i have worked so hard to get the chance i want. i am really sad, upset and confuse. but i have no choice. i know myself best, my gf xin knows me well too. i feel that if i commit too much to bowling, i will not have the time to concentrate on my studies.  which is the truth because of the small brain that i have. haha, but i really like bowling for my sch and become ivp, but for u xin, i give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;still remember on ur bday bi, i told u, my trophies meant a lot to me, but you meant a lot more? i can forgo bowling but i cant lose you. xin, if you read this, let me tell you a little history of mine as in why i gave up my chance of becoming yishun jc bowling team. i still remember i was really interested in bowling as it was one of the best things i can do well in at that time. i would bowl many times a week, sometimes alone, sometimes with my teammates, sometimes way pass midnight, sometimes skip class to go and bowl. however at that same period of time, i met my ex gf. she would follow me to my trainings with yishun jc sometimes, other times she will come and see me at my competitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;then finally, just when there was this major inter jc bowling competition going on, i was one of the few bowlers that my coach plans to represent yjc to play. i was really happy back then as i have always shown consistence in my performance. however, representing my sch to bowl means that i will have to put in more time to practice and to train harder than before. this also means that i will have lesser time for my ex gf back then. and i know she is not really happy about it. bi, see some similar situations here? hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so came the day of the final selection of the players to bowl for the inter jc competition. of course i was prepared and wan to do well. my ex gf was there as well. and i can see from her face that she was upset, maybe angry that i was bowling again. she sat me down and talked to me just before my warm up. she said, if i go on to play, she will leave and that she wants to break up with me, reason being i have no time for her anymore, it was just me and bowling all the time. at that time, i still remember how shock i was, totally unexpected that, as i know she was supportive towards things that i do. (just like you bi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so bi, you know what i did? i walk out of the selection just like that. i thought to myself at that time. is bowling more important or my ex gf at that time? i choose the latter, and i left the bowling alley without bowling a single game. my team mates and coach was like... ar? how come like that? i gave up my chance of becoming a sch team bowler that is able to represent yjc to play. and you know what bi, i am not with my ex gf now. i gave up a great chance, a great opportunity, a great experience to compete at the highest level, all because of something, or someone that is not with me anymore. i truely regret that decision i have made. up to today, i still cannot forgive myself for letting my friends and coach down. eventually, my coach fielded a less capable player and we lost out in that competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what i wan to say bi, is that, because of the pain of not being able to represent yjc, i do not wan to experience that kind of pain and regret again, so i told myself when i entered into ntu that i will become their ivp and represent ntu to bowl. i still remember that that was one of my main goals when i entered uni, and i even wrote it out in my friendster profile section way before i know you bi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but all these i am willing to forgo again. i know you are worried about my studies, whether i can clear this sem anot, whether i can successfully graduate and find a good job, whether i can provide for us in future. i know u are thinking ahead of ur future with me as well. i know all that. so i am willing to sacrifice again, the chance of becoming ntu's best bowler just for you. i know some of you guys out there will say i am foolish, stupid, mad. but i dun think so. LOVE  is still the greatest force in this world. i know the decision i have made today will affect me greatly in future but i dun really care. bi, as long as i have you, i think anything i do is worth it and not stupid or crazy. i told you, you meant a lot more to me than anything. i just hope you can understand my pain, my heartache, my emotions. afterall, it's not easy giving up something we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think i have said enough, made myself quite clear, made myself heard. i wish the rest of the ntu ivp and future ivp players the best. bring out the best in yourselves, believing that we can beat the likes of nus, sim, smu or who ever gets in our way to becoming singapore's best. good luck in your competition in sep guys. jia you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;as for you bi, it's back to my books and notes and lectures and tutorials. and i hope you are happy. as long as you are happy, no matter how upset i may be, it will all be gone. so do be more happy k. haha. hope everything goes smoothly for you at work.  see you this thursday, the greatest day of your life ever. i love you xin. hee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115562953380896171?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115562953380896171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115562953380896171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115562953380896171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115562953380896171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-give-up-again.html' title='I GIVE UP AGAIN !!!'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115548524506751896</id><published>2006-08-13T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T09:07:25.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bowling thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;on 120806, i have an ntu union bowl competition. this competition is for the newly entered into uni life students to get to know ntu bowling club and also a chance for them to get into ntu ivp aka school team. this competition is also open to all other students who are not ivp bowlers yet, thus i sign up and went to bowl. it was 16 dollars and not cheap but i feel that it was well spent for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;there was about 36 bowlers, mostly the year 1 student who are keen to join ntu bowling club. the most memorable 2 bowlers are kk and ll. they are from singapore national youth bowling team. and i have seen them both on newspaper article before, representing singapore in some major competition. well, i thought, to be able to play along them, it was great honour as they are among some of the best youth bowler in singapore. ll was playing beside my lane, and kk was playing beside ll. both of them are hook bowlers and they have the kind of attitude and mentality that goes with a good bowler. and i admire them both especially ll as i was closest to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;of course, 120806 was my girlfriend xin's birthday. as i never really gave her a valuable present, i promise her i will get a trophy as a present for her. so i was aiming for a top 5 position since top 5 male bowlers will get a trophy home. thus my goal was set and clear so it was easlier to concentrate on my 5 games series. i still remember ll was really good in the beginning. among ourselves, he came in top for first 2 games winning me. but my score was close to him as well, within 10 pins. i thought to myself then, as long as i keep close to them, winning a trophy is in view since they are the best 2 bowlers out there. remember that at that point in time, i was really not thinking of getting champion. i was more concern of getting myself a trophy. then surprising came my third game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i scored a highest score of 245 for that game. it was unbelieveable as i top the table and overtake ll and kk with that game. so well, i thought, getting a trophy is really close by as long as i can mantain my current form and keep getting high score, it will be quite hard for the rest of them to catch up. and true to my words, i continue my last two games keeping close to my toughest opponents and eventually i scored a total score of 1002 pinfalls for 5 games, which average out to be 200 ++ i won the champion and the highest score for man. second was kk with 961 and third was ll with 936 or something like that. so surprising i being the black horse, won the day with two trophies. i gave 1 to xin and i kept 1 myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i was delighted of course since i have been no luck with champion, always getting 2nd and 3rd in my last few major competitions.  what the main point of this blog is that, xin, if you happen to read this, i done it. i kept my promise (although its very tough) and gave u a trophy as a present for u. i know you are happy for me. i thank you for giving me encouragement and your support to me is effective towards me achieving this result today. i thank you bi. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i have been bowling for 12 years, since i was sec 1. can still remember that time i went to bowl with a bunch of buddies from sec 1 and it was at amk striker bowl. (now no longer there) i dun remember how i bowl at that time and why i did not play hook and choose spin instead. but i have been spinning all the way till now. i just want to let you guys who know me and have seen me bowl before that i am taking up bowling only and it was then, it is still now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i do play for league outside. i have a tue league at kim seng bowl, and a wed league at star bowl at textile centre. thus i think my experience playing competitive outside plays a part in me winning my games today. i told myself when i get into ntu, i wan to become their ivp player. i wan to represent ntu to compete with other university. i hope this goal will come true. i hope i will reach this goal. after all, i miss the chance to represent yishun jc when i have the chance. i am not letting go of this opportunity again if i have one. i thank all those people who have help me in one way or another. they are roland, alex, alvis, george, andrew, regina, adam, jimmy, alvin, lynette, johnathan, whye heng, gabriel. last but not least, my dearest, most beloved xin. may God bless all of the above with good health and joy in their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115548524506751896?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/115548524506751896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=115548524506751896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115548524506751896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/115548524506751896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/08/bowling-thoughts.html' title='bowling thoughts'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-115502048634338681</id><published>2006-08-07T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:01:26.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hi people, i never die. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, u will know why i am so happy if u have seen my last blog. i clear my second probation which means that i am now in sch typing this. later i am going for a lecture. everything is back to normal liao. hahahahahahahahaahaha. ok enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just to update u guys that i never commit suicide or what bad things i have thought. i am all right and round.. i mean well, so do leave me a msg, be it on msn or e mail or here at this blog i am always here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;talk to me guys. have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-115502048634338681?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114662868033472160</id><published>2006-05-02T20:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:58:01.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no interneting = no time wasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am now stationed at home. i have moved back to gombak since my rental date for hostel is up. went to return the keys yesterday020506 in the morning before my stupid chemistry exam. saw my room mate for the last time. he was playing an online role playing game. i do not know the name. but from the graphics and interaction, i am still with maple. come on, it's not a child's game like everyone says. there is a child in within each of us. isn't that what jack neo said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, since moving back home, i do not have access to my broadband internet. not even dial up. i think the problem lies in me changing some windows settings when i went to stay in hostel. now surfing the web is like buying a web. not very easy cause i am not a spider. but i plan to do something about it after my exams which is today. there is still a math 1 paper to go. for those of you all who do not know, i have been taking this paper for the fourth time now. which means, i have been taking it for the past 3 sem. considering me someone with a math head, i wonder why. anyway, hope i can just pass it today and can clear my second probation and get on with my life. seriously, i have thought about it. if i don't clear meaning i dun get to study any more at ntu, i will jump of my block of flat and commit suicide. it is not easy considering i am on the 28th floor and falling down will surely die and not just injured. with physics coming into play, my mass, plus force from gravity plus my height which i am falling, i think i may just be a piece of strawberry pie when i reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but hey, i never tried bungee jump before. each of us must at least try once in our life time. i just hope when i try it i will have ropes at my feet, not without aka suicide. btw i have seen a video footage of someone doing bungee jump and end up the ropes tangling around his neck when he was having newton's third law. some laws do kill. but i did not know if that man actually died due to lack of air when he was pulled up. when you got to go, you got to go. like final destination. like right now, i got to go. why? because the air con here too cold so i got to go. take care people and see u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114662868033472160?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114662868033472160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114662868033472160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114662868033472160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114662868033472160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-interneting-no-time-was_114662868033472160.html' title='no interneting = no time wasting'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114488263329259116</id><published>2006-04-12T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:57:13.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dedication to my grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/1600/grandmother%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/320/grandmother%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My grandmother is about 70+ to 80 years old le. Her exact age I am not too sure. She left us last night 120406 at about 11.30 pm. she left behind 2 sons and 8 daughters and a hand full of grandchildren, one of them including me of course. She stays in Malaysia mostly with my aunties but she does come to Singapore to stay with us for a couple of days to see my mum and me and my brother. From what I hear from my mum, my ah ma pass away peacefully and my aunties was with her when she said her last words. Upon the news, my mum and my dad drove in immediately to Malaysia to my auntie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news came too sudden for me. I got the call from my mum saying that my ah ma has left us and I can’t believe it at first. Shock wave just came crushing down on me. After the call, sadness fills me up from within. I felt like crying, but no tears came rolling out. I do not know if I can be strong and control when I go back and pay my last respect to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a nice lady, has a kind heart, and stays cheerful despite all the illness that she is going through. When ever she comes to Singapore, I always try to talk to her and ask how is she feeling and if she had eaten and how are her legs. I will hold her hands, listen to her and she will talk to me and I can really feel the love a grandmother has for her grandchildren. I would always playfully speak to her in my broken hokkien language and she would always correct me and teach me how to pronounce properly. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember when I was little, my ah ma took care of me. Back in ang mo kio days, usually on first and fifteen of the Chinese calendar, she would bring me to the vegetarian stall near my house and eat "zhai mee fun" and I always enjoyed my packet of noodle sometimes eating up to two packet which results in my size today. She will hold my little hands and bring me to the wet market after eating our breakfast. As you can see, when I was young I like to run around and since the floor of the wet market is usually wet, she will hold on to my hands tightly to prevent me from falling. But I will always manage to escape her hold and run off to look at the fishes and turtles on sale. Those were the days. Happy memories which will always stay in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ah ma is not staying at my house or in one of my auntie’s house, she stays in a kampong in one of those ulu places, remote and old and dusty. I do visit her when I was younger. I always remember complaining the long journey to her house but always brighten up when I see her welcoming us. I will always run around chasing chickens and hen and will roam around the palm plantation on my own. Her house is really very old and sometimes there is no electricity. There are three bedrooms but no air con. Just old broken fans. But I like to go there despite all the flies and mosquitoes flying around and the occasional stray dogs that bark for the sake of barking. Because only there can I taste my ah ma's cooking. She will cook up some food for us whenever we go and visit her. Of course my mother learned her cooking skills and is a great cook today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one regret I have with my ah ma is that she wants to see my girlfriend but I always did not bring Xin to see her as I thought that maybe in future there will be a chance. But it is not to be. She always requested to see my girlfriend. I am sorry ah ma. I should have brought her to see you at the slightest chance. Sorry to disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another regret is that I always wanted to buy ah ma a house and ask her to live with us when I am older and capable of buying my own house as her house in Malaysia is really old and the zinc roof might just come apart anytime. I want ah ma to live in comfort for the rest of her life as she has really worked hard to raise her children and to raise me. And I am really sad that she can no longer be with me. Her cheerful smiles, her wrinkled hands, her grayish white hair. Ah ma, I love you. You know I do when I am the only grandson that kisses you good night each night you are here in Singapore. I respect you as a grandmother, always listens to your advice about my studies and how to be a person who must live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma, I love you. I know that you are no longer with us, but I will always have you in my heart. I know my heart is painful now, I know it is bleeding, I know I must be strong. You always wanted me to be strong after all the happenings to my family. Ah ma, please take care of yourself and I hope you can finally find peace and quiet in that place you are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma, wo ai ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114488263329259116?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114488263329259116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114488263329259116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114488263329259116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114488263329259116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/04/dedication-to-my-grandmother.html' title='A dedication to my grandmother'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114480189440111454</id><published>2006-04-11T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:37:17.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to twist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is a bright sunny wednesday. the sun is glaring in my sleepy eyes. the golden rays of sunshine falls into my sight. i am sitting on the steps waiting for my friend to come. she is a nice, tall but married lady who never fails to fill me up. she knows what i crave and what style i like. i am grateful that i know her. she is the end of my woes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the chirping of the birds seems to annoy me quite a bit. some of them fly over me pretending to play with me. but i am in no mood to play. i am waiting for my kind lady. as long as the birds don't shit on my head, i am happy to leave them where they are. it's not like i can't catch them. i am agile enough to but why work so hard when i have more important things to attend to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are a lot of people walking past me to go to the nearby basketball court to exercise. some of them gave me that "get out of the way" look. i just can't be bothered with them. hey, if you are fat, go and exercise. do not mess with me, and please do not touch me. i have feelings too. i know that i am fat, i know that i am round, but look, there are others who adores me and hold me like i am one of a kind, example my fair lady. so people, keeps your hands to yourselves. and i hate people pinching my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's about 7.30 am now, i think. i do not have a watch with me but i can tell from the rising hot sun. the lady should be here any minute. as i look around for my lady, i see the greens of a fresh field with wet dews on them. it will be nice to lay on them or even do a roll. the feeling might just be like swimming, but i do not like to swim. in fact, i hate water. the sight of them actually freaks me out. i am prone to flu easily. i hate rain too as i know that my lady dear will not come and meet me on a rainy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ouch, that hurts. a row of ants are crawling all over my feet. hell, why did i not noticed that i am sitting on a trail of red ants. anyway, i quickly moved out of the way of the ever on rushing ants and walk around while waiting for my friend lady to come. don't get me wrong. i do have someone i really love with all my heart. i do share my food with her and even send her home. i even got into fights when i noticed other guys trying to hook her up. and i always win. but sometimes love is weird. i am quite scared that she will run off with another guy and never look for me again. but hell, if she dares to do such a thing, i hope it's best for her not to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just as my thoughts seems to float away, i saw her, my lady friend. she is carrying a box and her husband is with her. oh gosh, did her husband found out about us? oh no, her husband is too big size for me to handle. well he is taller than my lady from heaven. hell, why did he not go for exercise instead? time seems to pass slowly as i wait for some reactions. the lady sees me and waves for me to go over. i am scared that i have been found out, my relationship with my lady. i reluctantly walk over to her and her husband. her big hairy husband saw me and immediately picked me up with one lift. oh no, that is the end of me, i am going to be hammered by his big ugly fist or crushed by his body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first sentence i hear him say is : " where have you been? we have been looking for you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, if you both have looked hard enough, i have been here all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next sentence i hear is : " you look more skinny by the day. haven you been eating? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah, of course i have been eating. i guess that is what people usually says when they meet their friends for outing. some might be offended if you call them fat. its a cat eat cat world i am living in. few people know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you put me down big ugly man of my kind lady. we can fight one on one, i am not afraid of you. i thought aloud. i put up a bit of struggle and the man gladly puts me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" here you go." he says, "enjoy your breakfast."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am relieved. glad even. lucky there is no bashing from the big ugly man. then my kind lady talksto me when i walk over to her. she looks cute in her pyjamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" it's tuna today! i know you like it always, come kitty kitty. good boy. faster eat before the tuna gets cold. good boy. there is fresh milk today too. i know you will love it. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow, tuna, my favorite. how glad i am to be a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114480189440111454?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114480189440111454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114480189440111454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114480189440111454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114480189440111454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-like-to-twist.html' title='I like to twist'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114425386748424985</id><published>2006-04-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:17:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of a Bernese Mountain Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/1600/Bernese%20Mtn.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4134/880/320/Bernese%20Mtn.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bernese Mountain Dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looks handsome isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strong with powerful legs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distinct features on it's face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall a cool doggy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rate 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114425386748424985?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114425386748424985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114425386748424985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114425386748424985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114425386748424985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/04/picture-of-bernese-mountain-dog.html' title='Picture of a Bernese Mountain Dog'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114425294693884749</id><published>2006-04-05T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:02:26.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a dog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a Bernese Mountain Dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bones about it, I am a good-hearted, people-loving Bernese Mountain Dog. Down-to-earth and loyal, no one works or plays harder than I do. I put my nose to the grindstone when it really counts, but I never neglect my social calendar. Simultaneously strong and sweet, I am very tuned-in to the feelings and needs of the other dogs I run with. Without having to be asked, I always have a helping paw to lend and a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. "Communication" is my middle name, and when that's paired with my unswerving devotion, I get a breed that everyone respects and trusts. Woof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is a test i took from &lt;a href="http://www.tickle.com"&gt;www.tickle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty true right guys? lucky for me, they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;never say i am a BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN DOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway,exams are coming for me,and stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;is building up.looking forward to my holidays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;where i can go and break my back climbing mountains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheers with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114425294693884749?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114425294693884749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114425294693884749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114425294693884749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114425294693884749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-dog.html' title='I am a dog?'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114392243144266283</id><published>2006-04-01T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T12:13:51.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPL TOP SECRET</title><content type='html'>If you just happen to drop by here and a big fan of English Premier League, YOU are in for a big surprise !! Yes, I am going to reveal the Champion of EPL here in my blog with 6 matches left to play. Chelsea will win, you say? No, its not Chelsea. Its going to be a secret, but I will reveal it to you. Yes, You, cause you happened to be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;understand this " Everything happens for a reason. " you are here reading this for a reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had fully understand the game and that is why I am so confident with my predictions. Yes, it is only a prediction, hell, it may not even be true, hell, I may just be joking. BUT, of course I am going to stick to my prediction and try to win some money out of it. Hey, if you do win money via my predictions, pls, leave me a msg to let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, I am all excited writing this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all right, here comes. I predict man united to win 05/06 EPL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) I am a man united fan. ( not big or crazy, just a normal man u fan who screams when saha scores and pass to van to score in the Bolton man u match.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Man u is currently in top form and winning 8 straight games in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Chelsea still has the FA cup to play for and winning that is cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Man u have not played Chelsea home yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Chelsea have not played Bolton yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man u win Bolton, IF Bolton win Chelsea = then Man u win Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its as simple as that. You do the maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all right, seriously, this EPL season is the best and most exciting thus far. One thing, if Chelsea keeps winning, who would still wan to watch soccer or EPL anymore? Teams can still win strong teams, but how can they win rich teams? Chelsea being as rich as they are, are good. but they have to work hard and smart to win. Man u has always been in top flight. that is a fact. and with Sir Alex still at the club, i think there is no doubt that Man u will win this season. Hey, I am putting my face on the line here. If they dun win, how am I going to face all the millions of fan out there reading this now and my dear friends too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, enough of crap. For Man u to win and Chelsea to lose, Chelsea will have to drop points. In case you are wondering, there is really no place for Liverpool in my story. Sorry Liverpool fans. They have proven themselves last season that they are the champions of Europe. But I am not talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will talk about some critical Chelsea's fixtures for the remaining of their season and do look hard and think about what I have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea v West Ham - Chelsea to win this one since they always win after a draw or a lost. That is the trend so take note of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolton v Chelsea - this will be a draw as Chelsea has not been performing well in away games. They are just not as solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea v Man Utd - This must be a Man utd win if Man utd is going to win this season's EPL. Take into consideration that right now, the gap is not 7 points between Chelsea and Man u. If Man u win this match, the difference is only 4 points. How close can you get in an EPL fixture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now I will talk about some critical Man utd's fixtures. I will update as the day pass, so bookmark me now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd v Arsenal - you know what, I already have in my mind what the outcome of this result will be. Man utd will not win this one. Hell, they might not even draw. The reason being qualification for champions league. The fourth and final position for that chance to get the prize that soccer players all dream of. Arsenal by winning Man u, will surely be able to climb back to top 4. Hell, think about it, if Arsenal wins the champion league this season and they are 5th in the league, it will be just like Liverpool last season. there is really no way Fifa is going to give another exemption to Arsenal again, so I predict that spurs will be pushed out of top 4, since they lost to Newcastle. See the link? Its all linking pretty well if you can get the full picture like I did. Hell, why did I even decide to write this and share with everyone in the world? Oh my god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what I wrote I had already written, whether it will come true anot is another thing, but hey, if you did read my blog, you know that what I wrote here will indeed come true. check out WISHES COME TRUE ALL PART SERIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tottenham v Man Utd - as I said earlier, if Fifa wants Arsenal by hook or by crook to be in the top 4, then this match will be a gonna for spurs. Man u will win this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea v Man Utd - this match is really why I am writing about for this blog. For Man u to be this season's EPL champions, they will have to beat the champions. I think this will be the biggest match for the whole season with record turn ups for Chelsea. For a game to be this close to the finish, to the end, there is no doubt that fans all around the world will be on their toes and biting their finger nails. Of course I am predicting a Man u win for this. Mind you, please think, if watever I have said above do not come true, pls just read my blog for fun. Simply because if Chelsea becomes on fire and win the rest of the games, given the 7 points gap, even if man u wins this, they will still lose by 4 points. So pls people, think before you bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to update this page. I will be glad if any of you have any comments or if any of you actually agrees with me. I hope I am not alone with this kind of crazy thinking. But it is the way of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"the ball might be round, anything might happen, but if there is no purpose to happen, no one to let it happen, will it happen at all? " written by Steven Lim 02042006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114392243144266283?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114392243144266283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114392243144266283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114392243144266283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114392243144266283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/04/epl-top-secret.html' title='EPL TOP SECRET'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-114003348108064074</id><published>2006-02-15T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:58:01.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life without a handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;life without a handphone is very weird. to think that i am not having one that is usable right now is very weird. the feeling is like u are being lost to the outside world. u cant communicate effectively with ur love ones anymore. i am a bit sad. let me rethink and tell you wat actually happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was about 7.30pm on 140205. my phone was still working well n fine. i managed to message a few friends with happy friendship day messages. everything was still perfect. it was still fine when i was at city hall mrt waiting for my girlfriend xin. i was still able to scold her for being late for meeting me via messages. however, after i met my darling, i did not receive any more msg or did anyone called me. hmmm..... this is not weird as people seldom contact me. only i contact them. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway, after a nice buffet dinner with her, i sent her home via bus, then i went to the usual bus stop to wait for my bus. well, i did not managed to catch the last 157 to boon lay. so while waiting for the bus for about half an hour, i was a bit fed up, thinking i have to take a midnight cab all the way back to hostel. note : not because i do not have the money to do so, just that i had spent quite a bit of  money for v day already, so i was a bit reluctant to part with my $20 on cab fare knowing it will confirm exceed $15 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so in the end, since i had nothing to do, i took out my handphone, simens st 60, to have a look but it was "dead" i thought that the battery is empty since i cannot on it, i decided to have it charged back at my hostel. when i took a cab back to my hostel, it was $17.30 i feel that it was a bit ex, but glad that i am back at my hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;first thing i did when i reach my hall, make a guess wat i did. charge my handphone? wrong...... i open my door. haha, anyway, after i open my door, i rush to charge my handphone. usually a signal will appear saying that i am charging my phone, but not yesterday. nothing happen. i am still charging my phone till now. i hope that it may have a reaction somehow, but it did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so i got my room mate to lend me his phone n call to inform my love ones about my phone being spoiled and put up a message on my msn to let my friends know. i hope i can get a handphone soon. be it a new one or a second hand one. any model is ok with me, as long as it is usuable. anyone can donate one to me? hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;special thanks to my room mate jie min for lending me his phone. despite him saying something about having to reset his date and time, he still gladly lend it to me to use for a while. quote: talk about far far relatives cant save near near fire. thanks jie min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;also thanks to my darling baby xin. knowing about my handphonelessness, she immediately says that i can use her mum's old handphone temporary. thanks for her quick wit and willingness to help me. problem is how can i contact her to ask her when i can go and take her phone?? anyway thanks xin if u see this and thanks for your lovely v day gift to me. u forget wat u gave me bi? u gave me u lo... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;life without a handphone is indeed unbearable since it is part and parcel of our lives now. everyone seems to have a handphone if not two. that makes those without a phone feel like an outcast, but that is only how i feel la. anyway, there is still something call the internet with free internet messaging only if u remember your friends' number, and also msn where i can still keep in contact with some friends. overall the feeling of having no handphone sucks. just don't buy siemens handphone la. not very good. just a personal note. no offence to siemen company. haha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-114003348108064074?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/114003348108064074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=114003348108064074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114003348108064074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/114003348108064074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-without-handphone.html' title='life without a handphone'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-113736049223696580</id><published>2006-01-15T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T13:37:49.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 6 ( latest !! )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*people, if you are a first timer, please take a look at my previous writings first namely wishes come true part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 below. thank you for reading. do drop by again for future stories.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;this damn conn says he planted a bomb in my block of flat and i live in the highest apartment!! 28 storeys up. if never explode die also will surely fall to my death one.... how ar? why did i ever end up having this man in my flat in the first place. this idiot conn van nelson and the problem is i am the one who press the button ... i am a murder leh... how... someone help me please!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: i don't wish to die yet. conn, i still want to live. i still have many things haven do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: ya, like what? you got 9 mins to say your last words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: last words? " someday, someone will best me. but it won't be today, and it won't be you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: good, you have think it over right. good for you. so may i ask you why are you still not sleeping at this hour now and still writing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: ha, well, i cant sleep ma, why, you got problem ar? i want to stay in a hostel this sem. i had applied for my hall already. i wonder if i can get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: get already also no use la, you are not going to live any longer than 8 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my eyes watered. tears began to fill up my eyes. i use my hand to wipe away some of it. conn saw me and he began to feel sad for us or maybe for me. i began to think of my love ones. will they be sad if i die? will my friends be sad and cry for me too? a lot of thoughts begin to form in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: you know conn, my 24 birthday is by right tomorrow, 170106. i wonder if i can survive through till tomorrow to see the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: of course you can, stupid, you can make a wish and i can make it happen for you. if you dun wan to die, then what wish do you have to make to make sure that does not happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a thought suddenly strikes me. tears automatically stop right in its track followed by some light bulb lightning up above my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: correct hor, i can just wish that the bomb disappear and the building will not explode anymore!! why i did not think of this in the first place? haha, then i will not be a murderer and also i can save the whole block's life. that will be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thinking that i have a great wish in my head, i turn to conn, all ready to tell him my wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: conn, i wish that this building will not explode and that no one will be harm from this stupid bomb somewhere in the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: that is very noble of you, steven, saving the lives of so many other people. i think they will be greatful to you. is that your final answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: what, this one is "who wants to be a millionaire" ar? haha, the 1,000,000 dollar questions. i confirm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: all right, if that is the case ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn took the mp3 like thing is his hand and began to key in my wish slowly, looking at me smiling with the " finally i can leave this place " expression on his face. i sense something fishy. hmmm, why am i having an uneasy feeling in my stomach?&lt;/span&gt; maybe because i am very hungry now. time for breakfast. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: wait conn, you lied right? there is no bomb in the building at all. you just want me to make a wish and so that you can leave this damn place. you tricked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;conn: cool, you found out in the end, haha, but its too late. i have entered it in. you have been wasting too much of my time and i really cant spend any more time here. thanks for your wish bro. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: hey, that is not fair. you trick me. that is not a far deal. this is a stupid ending. who ever read this ending will surely says it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;con: bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the end ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;of course being the ever popular, clever, smart, handsome me, this type of ending is of course not suitable for such a special and nice story right? in fact, i have a very good ending which is coming out in my next wishes come true part 7. do stay tune to see what suprising and creative ideas i have up my sleeves. to people reading these stories, i thank you for taking your time to read them. if you have any good ideas or nice endings, do drop me a message, i will include your ideas in my future stories. stay tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;may your wishes come true!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;to be continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-113736049223696580?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/113736049223696580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=113736049223696580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/113736049223696580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/113736049223696580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2006/01/wishes-come-true-part-6-latest.html' title='wishes come true part 6 ( latest !! )'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-113285232726590501</id><published>2005-11-25T01:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:12:07.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a snakey encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;hi there, long time never write in you already. dun know why today got this mood to write. haha, maybe got some interesting things to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;i am writing this in the comfort of my own house and on my own very nice and comfortable bed. just came back from meeting xin and had taken a quick bath and had thrown my clothes to wash and also fold and hang them. feel like now dun do then when can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;so just now i met xin at her house downstairs and as i was waiting for her i heard some commotion going on behind. of course i turn my head to see but i never see anything. the noise i heard is like when someone is being abuse and life is in danger sort of things so i was like what the hell, why did i hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;then xin appear and we decided not to go mac but go have my dinner of soup prawn mee. not bad. so as we were moving to our location, we noticed a group of adults in front of us. xin thought it was some dead cats body, but i sense otherwise. dead cat where got so many people gather one, so we went to take a look. i saw a man holding a long rope all the way to the drain. the place was near a drain. as i peek further, i saw a python in the drain and it is very big and long. i was like on my god, no wonder so many people gathered around to watch. then xin saw it and was like having the same reaction as me. what was a snake that big doing in a neighbourhood? the python was not moving and we thought it was dead, then we proceed to our stall. i was thinking later police will turn up and of course the reporters will come. xin just laugh it off saying who will come for such small case thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;well, i had my prawn mee soup and we also had some barley. after that we decided to go to the playground to sit down and talk, so i suggest we walk back to the snake there and have a check it out. this time, we saw police arriving and i think they have taken the snake and put it at the back of the police car. and the next thing we saw was a female reporter interviewing some of the adults there about the whole situation. well, thinking we are catching some first hand news, we watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;then i realise that the man who caught the snake was a mute and a deaf person. so this lead back to the commotion i had heard earlier on. the noise is actually caused by the mute screaming for help or back up! no wonder it was noisy... anyway, since the man cant speak, some one close to him, maybe his friend spoke of wat happen and both of them were on tv! with the camera rolling on them. i was like, wat is this, star idol? haha. if i was there to check it out, i might be on tv giving first hand news, but i wear not very nice so might not look good on tv. anyway, according to hearings, the python is 14 feet long and lives in the pipe where it was found and the python was being lured out when the man put pieces of delicious meat at the exit of the pipe. who can resist a free meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;so in the end we left the place but before that i of course heard people talking to themselves. one women said that she have noted down the police car number and of course i cannot disclose that number. others were trying to figure out the numbers found on the snake skin that they thought they seen, but i think, snakes can have rashes too right? imagining living in a cramp pipe all day long, who will not get rashes. anyway, that's about all. for more info can check out the news tomorrow or read the newspaper. who knows i might be in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;thanks for reading. wishes come true part 6 will continue when my wishes come true which are pretty soon. to make a kind donation, please e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:heeroyuu@yahoo.com"&gt;heeroyuu@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; or leave a comment. have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-113285232726590501?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/113285232726590501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=113285232726590501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/113285232726590501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/113285232726590501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/11/snakey-encounter_25.html' title='a snakey encounter'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112724424136309577</id><published>2005-09-21T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:41:58.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*people, if you are a first timer, please take a look at my previous writings first namely wishes come true part 1, 2, 3, 4 below. thank you for reading. do drop by again for future stories.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: i also dun have time leh, i need to go for my math 2 tutorial now... err... (forgot i am writing this in school) err... i mean i need to go to the toilet. can i give you the password after i come back from the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: better make it fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: suddenly dun feel like going already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;its CAN, har?? CAN?? i thought i heard johnathan said in my head... hmmm.... isn't he in austria studying right now?? maybe he is dreaming. haha, i dun mind asking him then... # john, why is it CAN? # haha, no reply, of course la, i am dreaming ma, how CAN he reply me when he is so far away? john, even if you are very far away, i will always be waiting for you to come back in dec and we can go bowl together again. i cant wait to trash you again. haha.. joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: it is CAN because you take the first letter C of his name conn, and the middle of van, A and the last letter in nelson N and you make CAN. dun tell him is i say one ... go for it bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn speaks like johnathan and for a while i thought i see john right here talking to me. weird. conn seems to be in a daze as he wack his head twice to get himself back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: what just happen? i thought i sense someone in me. haha, never feel like this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: no la... where got such thing. it is no as if there are any souls floating around right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i try to act blur and look around my house, as if trying to find something floating, but all i see are just four walls and a tv and a sofa and me and conn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: i think i know the password already, haha, so simple one, cant you think of something harder? no creativity one ar... hint as your name? the password is CAN right!! haha, i got it this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i secretly thank john deep down inside. thank you for reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn type the password inside his thing which look like an mp3 and it gives a green light. should be correct ba, i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: ok, its correct. i dun know who gives you the idea, but its correct. all right, now the wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;har.... orh oh, still haven think of one wish leh, how to complete this story like that, i mean, a wish only right, simple yet hard. like a irony. maybe i can buy some time by talking some rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: conn, you know about the recent killing of the maid? why are there so many such things happening in singapore? what is wrong with the people here? too stress? maybe is because of the local production of the maid then people watch already then go kill kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: how i know? i dun go around killing people, that's just not me. even if i have such ability. but i think maybe the killer is mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn look at his muscles on his arms and all i see are just flabby meat. hee, better not let him know. but i forgot he can read people's mind la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: you think i am flabby, wat about you? go army also cannot slim down, how else do you think you can slim down? is it because the food in the army is too good already, or the training is not tough enough? you know i can make it tougher one if you just make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: errr... ha, dun joke. i dun know how many ns man out there are going to kill me if i make such wishes. the trainings are very tough already, (still remember taiwan trip, phew, that was a killer) just that i dun train hard enough except fot that time i got ippt gold, that time i really train a lot and run a lot and eventually i got my gold. like a dream come true man, you dun know the feeling. very happy. i ran till i vomit leh, then my oc walk over and say i got my gold. haha, you never know how happy i got and i really want to thank all my friends and sergents and sirs who help me achieve that result. its a miracle. miracles do happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: ya, and also thank mother, father sister,brother and grandmother and grandmother's sister grand daughter right? can faster make a wish anot? i still got some where to go leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: where are you going after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: someone call dark.... i think he has a wish to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: dark? whose name is that? i mean, dark face? dark hair? anyway, its none of my business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: of course its none of your business, faster, quickly, kuai4 ... wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: you know wish wish wish make me think of what? a song. one of the member of f4 sing a song call 'make a wish' haha, i think its zai zai... he real handsome leh, but where got me handsome   *_*  " i wish i can have some comic books which i cant find in singapore already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: oh, what title is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: the comic book is call &lt;banchou&gt; &lt;banchou&gt;i have book 1 till 9, i heard that the book ends at 12. so if i can have book 10,11,12, that will be nice. i cant find in singapore already leh. so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: comic books ar, simple la. i can make it happen for you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;what? i can have a wish and all i want are comic books? am i siao or what. my mind ran wild. what am i thinking? i sure kanna hamtam by those people who take their time to read this. those comic book can ask john help me find ma. john, if possible can help me find these books at a place near you? thanks.... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: wait, don't want that wish already, don't key in that yet... wait!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: i am sorry, i key in already, sorry ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: give me that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i snatch the mp3 from conn and look at it. its very shiny and glaring to the eye. he haven hit enter. haha, just press delete can already. i saw a red button and hit it. should be ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: oh my god, what did you press? you did not press the red button did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: yes i did (smiling to myself) tha's the delete button right. haha, cancel last wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: that is not the delete button you idiot. that's the explode button!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: explode button? what toking you? what explode?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: shit you la, now we have 10 mins before this building collapse!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: what?? you planted a bomb in this building? how could you? am i going to die? i dun want to die so early!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;conn: dun want to die so early yet still smoke!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: smoking dies slowly ma, i dun want to die in 10 mins time!!! help me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;this damn conn says he planted a bomb in my block of flat and i live in the highest apartment!! 28 storeys up. if never explode die also will surely fall to my death one.... how ar? why did i ever end up having this man in my flat in the first place. this idiot conn van nelson and the problem is i press the button one... i am a murder leh... how... someone help me please!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112724424136309577?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112724424136309577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112724424136309577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112724424136309577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112724424136309577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/09/wishes-come-true-part-5.html' title='wishes come true part 5'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112614962409989919</id><published>2005-09-08T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:44:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*people, if you are a first timer, please take a look at my previous writings first namely wishes come true part 1, 2, 3 below. thank you for reading. do drop by again for future updates.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh dear, this conn here wants me to give him a password, i really do not have any idea... can you people out there help me and give me some suggestions? i believe you all are clever enough to help me. you will be able to solve the password... something to do with his name? correct entries will feature in my wishes come true part 4. so do make a guess k, something to do with conn van nelson. good luck guys..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh my god, what password does he want? hmmm, how about conman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: is it conman? cause your name got con ma... orh, i know. corn man right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: no, not right. you sure you don't know? please try harder to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;how to think, i have this weird man in my house, want to use the toilet but still don't want to leave after using it. he seems to have some special powers and he seems scary. how the hell will i know the password? dun tell me it is the password i use for my yahoo mail? hmmm.... maybe can try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: excuse me... er... is it piggy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but piggy have nothing to do with his name leh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: you think i pig izzit? that is not right. i think i have given you enough hints throughout your three previous stories le leh... you still dun know, you are the pig la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: ok, enough hor, i know i got a big stomach, and weigh quite heavy, you dun have to insult me k. i CAN sue you one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: what did you say? repeat again what you said... i think you said the password.... repeat what you say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: errr.....(suddenly shy) ... i did not mean what i say la... haha just joking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: repeat what you said!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: okok, i think i say i am a pig, err... no no, i said stop calling me a pig and i will sue you if you say again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: hmmm.. how come different one? you must say exactly what you say just now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;did i just say the password to him? what did i say? recall : "ok, enough hor, i know i got a big stomach, and weigh quite heavy, you dun have to insult me k. i CAN sue you one..." orh... i think i got it... i think i got the password!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: is a simple 3 letter word right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: that's right.... good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: something to do with your name right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: correct... so what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: it is 'sue' ? hahahaha. see i so clever haha. sue is your mother's name right... yes!!!! thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like win lottery like that. hee. still remember when i was working at toa payoh as a big boss selling popiah, i went to buy 4-D and toto. still remember 4-D on wed, sat and sun. toto on mon and thur. ever wonder why dun have anything on tue and friday? cause singapore pools too rich already. haha, they have so much money just like nkf. maybe even more. ya, back to me buying those. just a note to add, i won one 4-D bet of $10 because i buy ibet and $30 on toto after i won 4 numbers. this is something that will never happen to me if i have not buy anything, but it is a nice experience anyway. have stop buying already since i stop working there. see, influence by your surrounding is really great one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn is like a bit mad looking at me. wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: i don't know what you are thinking but it is wrong. you only have one last chance left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: what? wrong? sue should be correct ma, sue is a name leh... how come only one chance left? why you so stingy one? dun be like crocodile la, ask him to drive me and my friend back but he say he needs to go back to his pond, anyway, only some of my friends know who i am refering to. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: i don't have time for your crocodile, give me the password now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: i also dun have time leh, i need to go for my math 2 tutorial now... err... (forgot i am writing this in school) err... i mean i need to go to the toilet. can i give you the password after i come back from the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;conn: better make it fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all right friends, you got to help me this time. real stuff k... i think you all should have a better idea after what you have read what the password is... really need to go for class... get back to the story soon... password.... i need the password. thanks for the help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112614962409989919?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112614962409989919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112614962409989919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112614962409989919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112614962409989919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/09/wishes-come-true-part-4.html' title='wishes come true part 4'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112548790250860768</id><published>2005-08-31T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T04:31:42.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes come true part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i heard his conversation. weird stuff... what top up? with oil? petrol? and who's buying it? i am not buying anything? just then, conn look over to me and give me a grin. is that an evil grin? am i seeing things&lt;/span&gt;? oh no....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: why are you smiling like that? you are frightening me... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: orh,no la, i just thought of something real funny... wanna hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: something funny? dun you dare try anything funny with me k, cause you cant harm me... remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: of course i know. but i can torture you, but i wouldn't. anyway, imagine this scenerio, you are going to take a bus, let say bus 179 from ntu canteen a. then a bus came along and it is empty (unlikely in ntu). you were like waving at the bus to catch the bus driver's attention to stop right in front of you. and it slowly drive to where you are standing and stop right in front of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: that will be just great... dun have to push around with anyone... haha, i am first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: but wait... imagine this, the bus door does not open. you look at the bus driver and he looks at you, but he don't open the door!! then he drove off!! i bet you look funny with your expression. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: well, these things do happen to me before, i just like give the driver my finger where i put on my ring .... middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: ok. this is not the funniest. imagine you are now on the bus already. and you are heading your way to jurong east interchange in the bus. when you reached the interchange, what buses usually do, they stop and let everyone alight, but no, this bus you are on do not open the door. the bus just stop there for a while dun know waiting for what and then the bus driver moved on to park his bus. how funny is that? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: wow, i have never thought of that... everyone will be like trap in a hanuted bus to hell or something similar. i guess we have already taken such things for granted, expecting the bus to stop and let us off at the end of our journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: you are right, we take things for granted, that's why most of us don't even celebrate teacher's day now. see how many people in ntu or nus give their teachers a present? maybe only 3% of the corhort, how about the 97%, how about you? do you give your teachers present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: err... no... but i am not the only one what... plus, i am not close to my teachers in ntu, they change every semenster ma, that's why the feelings are not that strong. i think the only teacher i have some impression is triple h. not the one from wwe but the one teaching chemistry. that's why i fail chem   (  '_'  ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: all right, enough of talking, you think i am listening to you? so what is your wish? i dun have all day you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: conn, if you can really make my wish come true, i think i will write my experience in my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: what? you think got people will believe you such things meh? and who reads blog anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i do, i read some of my friend's blog like bucky, johnathan, yikang, neo, lak, jian wei.... cause their blogs are all so interesting, and reading their blog will let me know how they are doing, and whether they are well and still alive. ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: ya, only you have that type of american time to go read them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i believe some  of them do read cause i can see the figures on my blog keeps increasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: har, you like to see the numbers increasing so that you know people are visiting your blog? i can change it to 999999 if you want, so you think many people visit your site? you are naive man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: why you want to care so much? it's my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: my problem is you got to give me a wish. now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i am thinking right.... i need time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;this weird man with all his powers is sitting right here beside me. and i need to think of a wish quick. dun really know what will happen to me if i dun. but what about his weird conversation just now on the phone? i remember he said something... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: what? how can this happen? he cannot do that. it is wrong. you must do it right away, if not it will get worst. yes, i am buzy now. he is buying it. i am convincing him and i think he is buying it. tell boss i be back soon. yes, michael is getting dry, so i need to top him up soon. got to go. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;ya, that is exactly what he said, but hey, why am i hearing it again? i looked at conn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: that is what i said, what do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;i was stoned for a while. he can read my thoughts... err... that's why he repeated what he said on the phone to me so that i can hear... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i am sorry to ask you this, but what did you meant when you say "he's buying it?" who are you refering to and what is he buying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn look at me, this time quite stern, he lean close to me and his mouth nearly touch my nose. wtf is he going to do this time? no... i need help this instance. i just pretend i am going to make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i have a wish, i have a good wish. get away from me!! help...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: all right, mr steven lim, you have your wish ready? really? no more changes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn looked at his watch, and grew a bit impantient, time now is 7.00 pm, a good time to have steamboat, i swallow a big mouthful of the liquid in my throat and answered the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: i am ready. ( actually i don't have a wish, just don't want the man so close to me. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn took out something from his shirt pocket and i can see it is something like a palmtop and it is silver in colour and very shiny. i will love to own one of those, but i am quite contented with my mp3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: all right, now that we are all ready, tell me the password.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: orh, password... password... what password??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: your personal password that can activate your wish to make it happen and come true. dun you know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;me: err.... i dun know anything about password...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;conn: you are wasting my f***ing time i tell you, better give me your password now !!!!! i give you a hint, got something to do with my name.... remember now? all right, tell me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;oh dear, this conn here wants me to give him a password, i really do not have any idea... can you people out there help me and give me some suggestions? i believe you all are clever enough to help me. you will be able to solve the password... something to do with his name? correct entries will feature in my wishes come true part 4. so do make a guess k, something to do with conn van nelson. good luck guys.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;to be continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112548790250860768?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112548790250860768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112548790250860768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112548790250860768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112548790250860768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112490684548109581?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112490684548109581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112490684548109581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490684548109581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490684548109581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/handsome-prince-and-beautiful-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112490676788209140</id><published>2005-08-24T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:06:07.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/640/01%20081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/320/01%20081.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my queen&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112490676788209140?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112490676788209140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112490676788209140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490676788209140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490676788209140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-queen.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112490666384138886</id><published>2005-08-24T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:04:23.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/640/01%20064.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/320/01%20064.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice background&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112490666384138886?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112490666384138886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112490666384138886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490666384138886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490666384138886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-background.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112490661833047593</id><published>2005-08-24T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:03:38.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/640/01%20072.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/320/01%20072.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112490661833047593?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112490661833047593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112490661833047593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490661833047593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490661833047593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-112490592257877691</id><published>2005-08-24T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T10:52:02.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wa, it's been such a long long time since i wrote here. wondering why i have not been updating my blog. i am also wondering why i am writing this now. isn't sleeping very important to many people? why cant i fall asleep? cause i wan to write in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;friends, if u noticed, i have changed. i am now 70 kg only and all thanks to myself and slim 10. no la, still the same old fat me. i tell u, if one day i can be 70 kg, i can be a millionaire. but really it is none of your business right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i have a girlfriend and we are into our second month soon. her name is zhaoxin and i am truely in love with her. she is pretty, cute, pretty cute, kind hearted, cheerful, cares about me and she can always surprise me in a way i will never expect it. it is nice to have a girlfriend, someone who you can talk to when you are alone. and she is my listening ear, while i am her eating mouth. who helps her with her food. haha, anyway, bi, if you happen to see this by chance, please know that it is 1.50 am already, and i am still not sleeping because i miss you and i am thinking of you. i will always love you and care for you and protect you as best as i can and i hope we will always be together and happy with each other. hope to see u in dreamland pretty soon (  *-* ' ) look like my face hor. hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HKL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-112490592257877691?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/112490592257877691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=112490592257877691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490592257877691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/112490592257877691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/08/differences.html' title='the differences'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111686953751786494</id><published>2005-05-23T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:32:17.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/640/others%20229.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5934/320/others%20229.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me getting gold&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111686953751786494?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111686953751786494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111686953751786494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111686953751786494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111686953751786494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-getting-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111583538743386137</id><published>2005-05-12T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T11:17:44.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>actually i also have nothing to write right now. it's late into the night and i am still writing this. there is a soccer game tomorrow with whye heng they all. it's been 1 2 3 4 5 years since i last played soccer. i am becoming more of a soccer ball now then before. haha, but i dun care. there are many friends who never see me for quite some time tell me why i become so round. haha, dun know i should be happy or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to write this but i think i have to be honest with myself. i smoked again today. got 1 from wei da when i met him for mahjong at bugis. i got 1 from lim teng when i bowl at textile centre after that. thought 1 or 2 will not kill me. in the end i bought a pack and smoked 3 of it. well, at least i stop for some time. this means that i can quit when ever i want. so people, please stop telling me to quit k. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my brother alvin's birthday. i want to say "happy birthday brother." you are the best brother i ever can have and i love you. if you happen to see this, i like to dedicate this song to you. may all your wishes come true and may you and shu hui be till the end of time and stay happy with her. she is a nice girl, you know it yourself. and you know the whole family loves you. of course whole family includes father, ah yi, mother, daddy, and me. i hope you will be more mature and stay happy always. take good care of yourself ya... hope you like the mp3 i got for you. happy 17 th birthday to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111583538743386137?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111583538743386137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111583538743386137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111583538743386137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111583538743386137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111461843264082808</id><published>2005-04-28T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T09:13:52.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>genting outing</title><content type='html'>finally exams are going to be over soon. next tue will be my last paper call effective commnuication, which is easy if i know how to answer the questions, so we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be going genting with my father on sat then come back on monday. it's been a long time since i went there. i think it dated back when i was 10 years old. i hope it will be an enjoyable time there and i will surely take a lot of photos over there. it is about time i relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u people out there who read my blogs. please dun think that this is very dull. i still have not figured out how to put my photos here. if i know ... ... people beware ... ... my nude photos are coming!!! excited right. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people and god bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111461843264082808?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111461843264082808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111461843264082808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111461843264082808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111461843264082808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/04/genting-outing.html' title='genting outing'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111366474150885616</id><published>2005-04-16T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:19:01.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe</title><content type='html'>i believe there are people out there who reads my blog but do not want to leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that there is God is this world and he is looking out and taking care of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i had done all i could to pass my math exam, and i think i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i am not a gay, it's just that i cant be bothered with woman right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i cant slim down because of the nightly supper i have each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that it will rain tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i will wake up to see the rain tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111366474150885616?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111366474150885616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111366474150885616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111366474150885616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111366474150885616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-believe.html' title='i believe'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111330949757059512</id><published>2005-04-12T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T05:38:17.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>someone pls help me. i feel so sick now. i kept wanting to vomit, but cant. only can spit out my spit. i feel so tired i had to lie on my bed to type these. not easy. i think it is the drinks i got from coffee bean just now at jurong point. i was there all along to revise my math 2. i drank 2 ice blended mocha, 1 muffin and 1 cuppechino. maybe too much coffee is the reason for the trouble i am having this instance. but i doubt it. it is the cigarattes i had during all those time. people, smoking is bad for health. for all my friends who smoke, you know it is bad, so please, i beg you. please stop smoking. it is bad for your health. i will never smoke again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason could be because of the lack of sleep last night, that's why i feel so tired. i am so tired but i kept myself going because i still got some lectures to cover but i think i over strss myself. i should have rest when i needed them. i am so sick now. someone pls help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111330949757059512?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111330949757059512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111330949757059512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111330949757059512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111330949757059512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/04/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111324791373302877</id><published>2005-04-12T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:31:53.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little poem i compose - The Killer</title><content type='html'>it is another sleepless night for me. not sleeping again tonight. cant afford to. still have so many lectures to go through, so many tutorials to do. so i am not wasting time, i will go straight to the little poem i compose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man at the end of the highway&lt;br /&gt;Looking far beyond the plains&lt;br /&gt;He can still make it today&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t for the pain&lt;br /&gt;He had a killer in his car&lt;br /&gt;Someone he once loved deeply&lt;br /&gt;But not today of all day&lt;br /&gt;Did his heart feels so empty&lt;br /&gt;Her relationship with a man but him&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of betrayal and hate&lt;br /&gt;Yet he loved her all the same till now&lt;br /&gt;And he wonders to himself how&lt;br /&gt;Bloodlust replaces his love for life&lt;br /&gt;Screams fill up the crimson sky&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes stared straight at him with tears&lt;br /&gt;A flashing memory of happy years&lt;br /&gt;She managed a weak smile and went away&lt;br /&gt;To the delight on the killer’s face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poem was composed when my bro asked me for help with a little school project.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe i came up with this on the spot and i feel that this poem says a lot about me.&lt;br /&gt;if you can understand what i am writing, you will know that this woman in his car actually&lt;br /&gt;kill him by having an affair with another man, and because he loves her so much, he had to kill&lt;br /&gt;her to seal his love for her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i never kill anyone. no. i just want to say that there is no reason to go to the extent to kill&lt;br /&gt;if forgive is a choice. i just want to take this blog as an opportunity to wish my ex and her boyfriend all the best in life and that they will have a happy ending. as for me, i am still&lt;br /&gt;looking for that special someone in my life. anyone interested can leave me a comment. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, hope you enjoyed the poem. have a nice day and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111324791373302877?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111324791373302877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111324791373302877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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know me a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your name mean? Lin Zirong, all my children will be rich and healthy&lt;br /&gt;How old are you? 23 on 170105&lt;br /&gt;How old are you mentally? maybe 33&lt;br /&gt;What is your gender? male&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in 5 words. shy, cheerful, lonely, big, heavy&lt;br /&gt;What colour do you like? sky blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? depends.&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream at night? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember your dreams? ya&lt;br /&gt;Describe one. my father won 4-D first price&lt;br /&gt;What time do you go to bed usually? depends ... 2 am&lt;br /&gt;What time do you wake up normally? depends ... 11 am&lt;br /&gt;What time do you wake up on weekends? depends ... 2 pm&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing you do after you wake up? open my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you do before you sleep? close my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you find waking late nice or annoying? nice&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with one pillow or two? 1 pillow, 1 bloster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like school? prefer JC to uni&lt;br /&gt;Why/why not? JC got my first love.&lt;br /&gt;Whats ur fave subject? econs&lt;br /&gt;Most hated subject? physics, chemistry, math, material science, computing ... all that i am stuydying now&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a fave teacher? got, i still remember miss kor from primary school&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a crush on a teacher? maybe miss kor. she is so pretty and kind.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a maths/science person or an english/drama person? english/drama suits me more, i did acting when i am younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have heaps of friends? have, check my friendster account&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a best friend? how to define best? i have none.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more guy friends or more girl friends? same margin i think&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get annoyed at any friend? got, but i dun want to name anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lied to a friend? when we play bluff&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stolen a friend's boyfriend/girlfriend? someone stole one from me during my sec school. but that girl is not my girlfriend. just someone i liked.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your parents? i love them very much&lt;br /&gt;Ever run away from home? no need to. i got 3 homes. so if i am bored with one just go another one lah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel your parents spoil you? how i wish they could&lt;br /&gt;Do you not get along with any of your family? maybe my relatives but not my family&lt;br /&gt;Do you have big family get togethers ever? no. i have not seen some of my relatives maybe for 10 years now.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? had just one before&lt;br /&gt;If so, are you in love with them? i am in love with that only one from JC&lt;br /&gt;Do they love you? she did&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been together? 2 years and 2 months and maybe 7 days&lt;br /&gt;Most romantic thing they've ever done for you? when she hugged me during my first birthday after we broke up&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush? if that girl dun know you then dun count right?&lt;br /&gt;If so, are you in love? no&lt;br /&gt;Do they know you like them? she dun even know i exist&lt;br /&gt;How long have you liked them? since the start of my first sem in uni&lt;br /&gt;Done something stupid to impress them? maybe tried following her home but end up i went home instead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a religion? free thinker&lt;br /&gt;Do you practice it i.e go to church? no, sometimes go temple with mum&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God? i believe. seen God once with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;Jesus? i only believe in God&lt;br /&gt;Satan? no&lt;br /&gt;Heaven? that is where God is&lt;br /&gt;Hell? no&lt;br /&gt;If you die tomorrow what do you believe will happen to you? i will be in dreamland. i will not know&lt;br /&gt;Does death scare you? not at all. sometimes how i wish i can just die and forget everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke or pepsi? coke&lt;br /&gt;Chicken rice or duck rice? duck rice&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been drunk? never. i am a strong drinker&lt;br /&gt;Taken drugs? nil&lt;br /&gt;Stolen? when i am young&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted? when i am young&lt;br /&gt;Tried to commit suicide? maybe after i broke up with my girlfriend but i never tried&lt;br /&gt;Lied to a boyfriend or girlfriend? i did, that's what breaks up our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Gotten into a fight? when i am young&lt;br /&gt;Would you date a drug addict? depends&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had to look after someone who was a drug addict? no&lt;br /&gt;Are you racist? yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you discriminatory to anyone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you been a hypocrite in the past? no, i am a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an open or closed mind to other peoples beliefs and feelings? open mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch tons of tv? yes. funny one. i like to laugh&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5 or 8? channel 8, 5, U. i watch all kinds&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you been to the movies in the past 6 months? a lot. cant remember how many times. latest one will be house of fury and the eye 10&lt;br /&gt;Do you like horror movies? i dislike. remembered i watch wishing stairs with my ex when we were about to break up. we did not break up because of that though&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to the radio often? sometimes, yes 9.33&lt;br /&gt;Do you read the newspaper? The new paper&lt;br /&gt;Do you read magazines? used to read teens, but i am more than a teen now&lt;br /&gt;Are you a couch potato? i am&lt;br /&gt;Do you use the internet too much? very much. almost everyday and night&lt;br /&gt;Whats your fave style of music? chinese songs&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an instrument? recorder count anot?&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing? i do. i once got a valentine champion when i was in sec 4. i sang Emil Chou's friends&lt;br /&gt;Whats your fav band? prefer 5566 to tension and energy. but SHE is the best cause got Hebe.&lt;br /&gt;Why? cause got Hebe. she is so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;Whats your fave sport? i play badminton and bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your fave sport to watch? i watch soccer. never liked tennis and golf. what's there nice to watch?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a fave team of any sort? i support man u, but they kind of suck recently but i believe they can pull it through next season&lt;br /&gt;Do you play a lot of sport? i do&lt;br /&gt;Ever won anything for sport? of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you funny or serious? funny&lt;br /&gt;Creative or not? creative when i want to&lt;br /&gt;Logical thinker or lateral thinker? i dun think&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing or shy? shy&lt;br /&gt;Are you lazy or active? if can lazy of course&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been hyperactive? when i am doing something i really enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with the way you look? it's all right. i prefer to have hair long then short&lt;br /&gt;What would you change? maybe my belly should get smaller a bit&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a large wardrobe? yes. i like to wear black&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a job? student count anot?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it? right now no&lt;br /&gt;Are you a saver or a spender? spender&lt;br /&gt;Do you work hard or slack off? slack off&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fired? no&lt;br /&gt;In trouble at work? no&lt;br /&gt;Made a major mistake? i initiated the break up with my ex&lt;br /&gt;Ever had money stolen from you? no&lt;br /&gt;Are you always broke? usually at the end of a month&lt;br /&gt;Your all time most embarassing moment? singing loudly in a lift and when the lift door opens ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever snorted drink out your nose? when i am young&lt;br /&gt;Ever giggled like an idiot? i laugh like one&lt;br /&gt;Ever embarrassed yourself and pretended nothing happened? when i am in the lift (see above)&lt;br /&gt;Ever cry in front of a girl? i did&lt;br /&gt;Ever tripped in front of someone you liked? no&lt;br /&gt;Ever said something really stupid? "i want to break up with you"&lt;br /&gt;Ever snorted while laughing? no&lt;br /&gt;Ever fallen off a bed? no&lt;br /&gt;Ever sleepwalked? no&lt;br /&gt;Ever sleeptalked? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your best memory? my memory is not very good&lt;br /&gt;Worst? my memory is not very good&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a good memory? what did i just said? i cant remember. ah, i said my memory is very good&lt;br /&gt;Whats the coolest holiday you remember having? pulau tekong&lt;br /&gt;Prefer sunrise or sunset? prefer sunset cause dun have to get up so early to catch the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the first thought that comes to your head when you hear these names?&lt;br /&gt;Peter - one of my friend from JC&lt;br /&gt;Jay - suppose to be my 3rd god-brother&lt;br /&gt;Zoe - tay&lt;br /&gt;Lynette - my  second god-sister&lt;br /&gt;Joyce - my primary school friend&lt;br /&gt;Brian - rich guy&lt;br /&gt;Charlie - and the chocolate factory&lt;br /&gt;Alvin - my 16 years old brother&lt;br /&gt;Candice - JC bowling friend&lt;br /&gt;Felicia - someone who i had a crush on&lt;br /&gt;Johnathan - suppose to be my best friend who left to study overseas&lt;br /&gt;Kelinda - a friend who i knew through SMS&lt;br /&gt;Eugenie - got a crush on her during my sec school&lt;br /&gt;Zann - my ex girlfriend's nick&lt;br /&gt;Ricky - her current boyfriend immediately after i broke up with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the first thoughts that come to your head while hearing these words?&lt;br /&gt;player - mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;cheese - chocolate cheese cake from fiesta&lt;br /&gt;rubber - rubber band&lt;br /&gt;match - man u vs arsenal&lt;br /&gt;duck - quack quack&lt;br /&gt;clothes - black&lt;br /&gt;big - my belly&lt;br /&gt;long - my belly hair&lt;br /&gt;dress - salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;food - satay, taiwan sauage&lt;br /&gt;jacket - cold&lt;br /&gt;plastic - bag&lt;br /&gt;ball - bowling&lt;br /&gt;kite - diamond shape&lt;br /&gt;washing - machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you had fun reading this as much as i had fun writing it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can copy and paste it in your own blog then i can go&lt;br /&gt;check it out. inform me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a  nice day and i hope there will always be world peace. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111308243868405657?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111308243868405657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111308243868405657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111308243868405657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111308243868405657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/04/questions-and-answers.html' title='Questions And Answers'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111220655948594867</id><published>2005-03-31T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:15:59.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the point?</title><content type='html'>What's the point of writing a blog when really nobodies see it? if you happen to read, can u leave me a comment? at least i know someone just drop by to read something i write. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams are coming, and i am beginning to feel the tension building up behind my back, between my neck and the spine area. well, it is not as if i am not preparing. i am, but maybe not hard enough. by the way, i am from NTU, suppose to be the second best uni in singapore, but to me, NTU is the best. and boy am I lucky to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said. actually, i do have a diary at &lt;a href="http://www.my-diary.org"&gt;www.my-diary.org&lt;/a&gt; which i write most of my stuffs in it. personal, private, my secrets etc. well, i just feel not nice using a blog as a diary because i think people do have an inner self which really do not want to expose. but dun worry, cause i am not hiding my true self while writing this. just not personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/a&gt; is starting their own blog, maybe i will start writing there soon if there are really like zero response over here. all right, wishes all my family members and friends to be healthy and happy always and be bless by God. good night. in fact i should say good morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111220655948594867?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111220655948594867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111220655948594867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111220655948594867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111220655948594867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/03/whats-point.html' title='what&apos;s the point?'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111210787889043308</id><published>2005-03-29T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T06:51:18.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you honest?</title><content type='html'>my brother just called me using her girlfriend's handphone and say that he had lost his handphone. hai... quite sad for him. he is starting school soon. republic poly. hope he can do well. and i hope the person who took the handphone will return it to him. well, i just hope that there are still honest people out there. but not everyone is like me. honest !! !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111210787889043308?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111210787889043308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111210787889043308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111210787889043308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111210787889043308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/03/are-you-honest.html' title='are you honest?'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11621995.post-111150494262972879</id><published>2005-03-22T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T07:22:22.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>after all huff and puff</title><content type='html'>actually, getting this blog done up is a bit complicated. can any one tell me what is going on here and wat should i do as a beginner? thank you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11621995-111150494262972879?l=64531864.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/feeds/111150494262972879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11621995&amp;postID=111150494262972879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111150494262972879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11621995/posts/default/111150494262972879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://64531864.blogspot.com/2005/03/after-all-huff-and-puff.html' title='after all huff and puff'/><author><name>Steven and Alvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfC28eEXrYI/SZL1EjbmHQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZVQV7vffobY/S220/Card179441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
