<?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-9237967</id><updated>2011-08-05T21:01:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exit41</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114856676946442388</id><published>2006-05-25T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:19:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The most spectacular, indescribable,  deep euphoric feeling for someone.

Love is an incredibly powerful word. When you're in love, you always want to be together, and when you're not, you're thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete.

This love is unconditional affection with no limits or conditions: completely loving someone. It's when you trust the other with your life and when you would do anything for each other. When you love someone you want nothing more than for them to be truly happy no matter what it takes because that's how much you care about them and because their needs come before your own. You hide nothing of yourself and can tell the other anything because you know they accept you just the way you are and vice versa.

It's when they're the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and when they're the first thing you think of when you wake up, the feeling that warms your heart and leaves you overcome by a feeling of serenity. Love involves wanting to show your affection and/or devotion to each other. It's the smile on your face you get when you're thinking about them and miss them.

Love can make you do anything and sacrifice for what will be better in the end. Love is intense,and passionate. Everything seems brighter, happier and more wonderful when you're in love. If you find it, don't let it go.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:

That word is love.

-Sophocles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114856676946442388?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114856676946442388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114856676946442388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114856676946442388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114856676946442388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114744826614003863</id><published>2006-05-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:37:46.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cares?</title><content type='html'>The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.

We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast,

Get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don't send this to at least 8 people... who cares?

George Carlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114744826614003863?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114744826614003863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114744826614003863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114744826614003863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114744826614003863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-cares.html' title='Who cares?'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114485310970640536</id><published>2006-04-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:45:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.15pt;"&gt;The cold night wanes. The logs of the fIreplace crackle in response to the licking flames. Dressed in a black backless dress, she sits in the oversized armchair with her right knee hugged to her chest by her slender arms. A half empty bottle of a dry pinot noir sits next to an empty wine glass. The rim of the is glass marked by a crimson shape with a likeness to that of the woman's lips. Light from the fIre dances acros's her expressionless face. Her eyes, though lit from flames, are vacuous and empty. Her flowing blond hair drapes down the nape of her neck and rests on her bare shoulders, the bangs hang in clumps in front of her passive stare, wet with sweat.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.65pt;"&gt;Barely audible music plays through the stereo speakers of the living room. Sigur Ros' 'Alone'. The songs slow piano melody matches speed with the woman's heart beat. Behind her, a bay window gives view to a deserted beach on a cold January night. Palm trees fluster as though shaken by invisible hands. The dark ocean and black skies meld into each other making the horizon imperceptible.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.65pt;"&gt;The long, slender fIngers of her right hand are lightly wrapped around a cell phone, its LCD screen glowing blue-green. The screen of the phone displays a text message, "I'm sorry. But we're through". Having been slowly slipping under its own weight, the phone releases itself from her limp hand. It falls as if gravity is barely a factor. It seems to have more characteristics of falling silk than of plastic and metal as it makes its three foot descent to the marbled floor. Having not reacted to dropping the phone, she continues to stare at nothing even as it crashes to the floor. Remaining intact, the cell bounces twice before resting on the cold floor. The woman's crimson lips part. Her voice cracks and the word spoken is hushed like that of a whisper and laden with grief. "Bastard". Her chin wrinkles and her face becomes wrenched with agony as she doubles over, letting go of the grip of her knee and replacing it with her chest and stomach. Tears well in the ducts of her eyes. Both feet, strapped into stiletto's, are fIrmly planted on the marbled floor, toes angled inward. Moving her left hand from her stomach she lifts it to her stooping head and grips the damp hair above her brow in a fIst. Tears, released from sullen eyes, follow a predetermined path down the bridge of her nose coming to a stop at the tip before being pushed offby more tears. At ground level, tears spatter on blue and black marble as well as the glowing screen of the cell phone, almost as if determined to destroy that which brought them out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.4pt;"&gt;Quiet sounds of grieving escape the woman's mouth as she gasps for air between bouts of heaving as one does when crying. Ceaseless tears continue to follow a predetermined path which is now darkened by running mascara making the fIrst few tears seem as if they were shepherds marking the way for their flock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 13.65pt;"&gt;Outside, a vertical rain falls heavily. Inside, the fIre has been reduced to embers and the speakers of the stereo play a new melody, static; The chorus, a soft sobbing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114485310970640536?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114485310970640536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114485310970640536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114485310970640536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114485310970640536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/04/text-message.html' title='Text Message'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114466775413170042</id><published>2006-04-10T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:15:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibeh bo liao sia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/edwinyeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/edwinyeo.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-114466775413170042?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114466775413170042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114466775413170042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114466775413170042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114466775413170042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/04/sibeh-bo-liao-sia.html' title='Sibeh bo liao sia...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114397082569582165</id><published>2006-04-02T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:40:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>After being MIA for about 1 and a half weeks, I managed to get myself to blog again. Sorry to those who follow my blog and then suddenly realise that I have not been blogging.

Actually, the reason for the lack of post these few days is because I've been somewhat busy. Many things to follow up and there's a taxing schedule and deadline to stick to.

It's difficult to keep up with blogging. Having to find some interesting stuff and blog about it - it's not that easy.

Anyway, caught &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0370032/" target="_blank"&gt;Ultraviolet &lt;/a&gt;last night. The CGI is damn cool. They even soften and smooth out the faces of the actors and it acheived the effect of the likes of &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0385700/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnx0dD0xfGZiPXV8cG49MHxrdz0xfHE9ZmluYWwgZmFudGFzeSBhZHZlbnQgY2hpbGRyZW58ZnQ9MXxteD0yMHxsbT01MDB8Y289MXxodG1sPTF8bm09MQ__;fc=1;ft=4;fm=1" target="_blank"&gt;Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children&lt;/a&gt;.

A check on a few friends' blog shows that a few of them are feeling down or sad or disappointed with something. Anyway, let's just all cheer up and study hard for the upcoming Chinese O Lvls yeah? Don't think much or worry about anything. I'm sure it will sort itself up.

(The above paragraph is written without much intentions, so please DON'T use your INFERENCE skills and try to infer something from it. OK?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114397082569582165?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114397082569582165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114397082569582165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114397082569582165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114397082569582165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114304288512982916</id><published>2006-03-22T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:54:45.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/birthday.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-114304288512982916?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114304288512982916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114304288512982916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114304288512982916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114304288512982916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_22.html' title='=)'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114252796622194304</id><published>2006-03-17T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:54:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Bleach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/article.php?id=8560" target="_blank"&gt;Bleach is officially licensed&lt;/a&gt;. And that means, it would be damn difficult to get fansubs of it.

Damn.


How sad right.



&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/animation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/animation.jpg" alt="so sad sia..." 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/9237967-114252796622194304?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114252796622194304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114252796622194304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114252796622194304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114252796622194304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-more-bleach.html' title='No more Bleach'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114252568676985896</id><published>2006-03-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:14:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>Buzz buzz buzz....

Everyone's talking bout the chalet. Chalet was fun. Basically, it was just crapping session for 3 days with some friends. AND, the formation of a new couple.


This is CRAP:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/drinks%20advert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/drinks%20advert.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

It's like the drinks advertisement where all the canned drinks are placed nicely in the fridge and there's models posing with it.


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/drinks%20advert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/drinks%20advert2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Another one......


And......

Presenting the picture that all of you have been waiting for (drum roll)..........


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=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114252568676985896?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114252568676985896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114252568676985896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114252568676985896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114252568676985896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114217020323728330</id><published>2006-03-12T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:30:04.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the holidays, dammit</title><content type='html'>Chalet tomorrow! Omg, everyone's like so excited bout it.

BUT before that, there's physics lessons. Wth man.

Then there's POA and English on Tuesday too.

=(

But it's still gonna be fun la. I hope.


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/guess%20who.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/guess%20who.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Guess who are they. Haha. I don't dare to put too big if not later they come and find me. Oh well, you gotta make do with this la.
This shot is taken by semi-professional private investigator Edwin Yeo.

And taken by MY phone.


=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114217020323728330?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114217020323728330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114217020323728330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114217020323728330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114217020323728330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-holidays-dammit.html' title='It&apos;s the holidays, dammit'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114188941625559211</id><published>2006-03-09T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T15:30:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>It's Thursday! Just one more day till school breaks for the term. I think tomorrow's gonna be a breeze cos there are no tests to worry about, and school ends at 1 45!

Alright, maths and D&amp;T test today. Maths is somewhat ok, but D&amp;amp;T is a goner. Doomed for failure. Don't think many people will make it. I did not even write down my target.

"Because after 10 years of education and you still aim to fail, then I don't know what to say"
- Ms Jasmine Goh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114188941625559211?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114188941625559211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114188941625559211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114188941625559211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114188941625559211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114129421051600909</id><published>2006-03-02T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T18:10:10.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;January 01 - 09 ~ Dog
January 10 - 24 ~ Mouse 
January 25 - 31 ~ Lion
February 01 - 05 ~ Cat
February 06 - 14 ~  Dove
February 15 - 21 ~ Turtle
February 22 - 28 ~ Panther
March 01 -  12 ~ Monkey
March 13 - 15 ~ Lion
March 16 - 23 ~ Mouse
March 24 - 31  ~ Cat

April 01 - 03 ~ Dog
April 04 - 14 ~ Panther
April 15 - 26  ~ Mouse
April 27 - 30 ~ Turtle
May 01 - 13 ~ Monkey
May 14 - 21 ~  Dove
May 22 - 31 ~ Lion
June 01 - 03 ~ Mouse
June 04 - 14 ~ Turtle 
June 15 - 20 ~ Dog
June 21 - 24 ~ Monkey
June 25 - 30 ~ Cat 

July 01 - 09 ~ Mouse
July 10 - 15 ~ Dog
July 16 - 26 ~ Dove 
July 27 - 31 ~ Cat
August 01 - 15 ~ Monkey
August 16 - 25 ~ Mouse 
August 26 - 31 ~ Turtle
September 01 - 14 ~ Dove
September 15 - 27 ~  Cat
September 28 - 30 ~ Dog

October 01 - 15 ~ Monkey
October 16  - 27 ~ Turtle
October 28 - 31 ~ Panther
November 01 - 16 ~ Lion 
November 17 - 30 ~ Cat
December 01 - 16 ~ Dog
December 17 - 25 ~  Monkey
December 26 - 31 ~ Dove




If you are a Dog: A very  loyal and sweet person.Your loyalty can never be doubted. You are quite honest  and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working. You are a very  simple person, indeed. Absolutely hassle free, humble and down-to-earth!! That  explains the reason why your friends cling on to you! You have a good taste for  clothes. If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are  depressed. Popular and easy-going. You have a little group of dignified  friends,all of them being quality-personified.

If you are a Mouse:  Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what  makes you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely  fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder, people seek for your company and look  forward to include you for all get-togethers. However, you are sensitive, which  is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If  someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is  enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!

If you are a  Lion: Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best  try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person,  you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and  have it in you how to tactfully derive work from people. You love being loved,  and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all  theirs!!!! Well, well... hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter  you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....

If you  are a Cat: An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy,with a passion  for quick wit. At times, you prefer quietness. You love exploring various things  and going into depth of each thing. Under normal circumstances you're cool, when  given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion  bird. People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion. Basically,  you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel  very easy in your company. You observe care in choosing your friends.

If  you are a Turtle: You are near to perfect and nice at heart.The examples of your  kindness are always circulated in groups of people.You, too, love peace. You  wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved  due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you  always treat them. You can give, give and give love, and the best part is that  you do not expect it back in return.You are generous enough.Seeing things in a  practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.

If you are a  Dove : You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life.Whatever the  surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected.In fact, you spread  cheer wherever you go. You are the leader of your group of friends and good at  consoling people in their times of need. You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk  away from hypocrites. They can never be in your good books, no matter what. You  are very methodical and organized in your work. No amount of mess, hence, can  ever encompass you. Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....

If  you are a Panther: You are mysterious. You are someone who can handle pressure  with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk.You can be mean  at times, and love to gossip with your selected group.Very prim and proper. You  like all situations and things to be in the way you desire, which, sometimes is  not possible. As a result, you may lose out in some relationships. But  otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they  really need you.

If you are a Monkey: Very impatient and hyper!!! You  want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and  love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique. You  would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged  or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore,  you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything  wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money  minded bunch you people are!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- / message --&gt;&lt;!-- sig --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114129421051600909?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114129421051600909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114129421051600909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114129421051600909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114129421051600909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114096213882460855</id><published>2006-02-26T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:55:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Edwin Yeo:</title><content type='html'>True friends are Timothy Huang, Joel Zee, Tan Junhao, Genevieve Ang, Teh Eeshan, and those who will post in the comment box, and not forgetting.... ME! (see! I saved the best for the last!!!)



=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114096213882460855?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114096213882460855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114096213882460855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114096213882460855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114096213882460855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-edwin-yeo.html' title='To Edwin Yeo:'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114070763021358090</id><published>2006-02-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:13:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C.I.P.</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, Ju Eng Home.
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CIP today was at Ju Eng Home. I ended up doing kitchen work as the last time. But this time, it was not opening can with that lousy can opener.

It was to cut long beans!!! OMG!!!

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Ok. Nothing much to talk about actually.


Tomorrow's Friday agian. Time seems to pass so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114070763021358090?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114070763021358090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114070763021358090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114070763021358090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114070763021358090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/cip.html' title='C.I.P.'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114052696089088520</id><published>2006-02-21T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T21:02:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was fun!</title><content type='html'>School was ok. But the fun part was when we went to science centre. Yeah. Did not went there for a long time. And it's kinda different now.

Anyway, took some pics:

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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where's my body??&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is a REAL human brain. Complete with eyes. OMG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114052696089088520?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114052696089088520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114052696089088520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114052696089088520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114052696089088520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-fun.html' title='Today was fun!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-114033287926416167</id><published>2006-02-19T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:07:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;I've Come To Accept That...
... everybody has  dreams, but not everyone is able to realise his/her dreams.
... some people  just have everything going for them while the rest can struggle through their  whole life and come to nothing.
... the rich will be richer while the poor  poorer.
... you may not like what you're doing now, but you just have to  continue with it because you have no other choice, and because you do not dare  to stray off the "normal" path.
... you may not like the path that you have  chosen, but many a time, you can't change it because circumstances do not allow  you to change it.
... there are people who have no idea what they are doing  but will eventually succeed in life, while those who think they know what they  are doing may eventually come up to naught.
... no matter what everyone says  otherwise, looks does count to some extent.
... those with pretty faces  always seem to have it easier.
... there will never be total equality between  the sexes.
... the intensity of our relationships with the people around us  change with time and environment.
... the person who was once your best  friend may turn out to be a stranger, or worse, your enemy.
... relationships  (friends, love, etc) have to be carefully maintained, like your precious car,  otherwise they will become all wrecked up before you know it.
... while you  may think you have many friends, think again, do you really?
... while you  think you know a person really well, the truth may turn out to be  otherwise.
... you can never find a person who is 100% truthful to  you.
... there are more hypocrites around you than you realise or wish to  admit.
... you can choose your friends but you can't choose your  family.
... all parents love their children, but to varying degrees for each  child. i.e. parents play favouritism, they don't love their children  equally.
... one should be satisfied just knowing that one is loved even  though one might be loved less than one's sibling(s) because there are orphans  out there who have never known a parent's love.
... the world will never be a  better place as long as humans are part of it.
... what is seen as progress  may actually be a regression of humankind.
... there are more things out  there I do not know about, much much more than the things I know.
... there  are some things you do that others will think are sheer silliness, but as long  as you think they are worth your time and effort, just do it!
... it is very  hard to take care of everyone's feelings. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try,  the things you do will hurt someone in one way or other.
... the saying  "Money is not everything, but without money you have nothing" is very  true.
... simply accepting the dire situation you're in makes you a  loser.
... trying to change a dire situation does not necessarily make you a  winner.
... you just can't rush some things. If it's meant to be yours,  you'll get it eventually. If it's not meant to be yours, you'll never find it  even if you try hard.
... like it or not, there are some things you just have  to let go of.
... constantly looking back and thinking about what you should  have done and what you should not have done in the past brings nothing but  regrets. The more often you think back, the more regrets you will have.
...  we are always taught to look to the future, but thinking about the future  inevitably brings up the past and the regrets of past that many are more than  willing to forget. Like it or not, we will always be stuck in this vicious  circle of thoughts as long as we live.
... even though I hate the way the  society works, I still have to live in it no matter what. I can't just go and  die, can I?
... trying to solve problems by death is sheer escapism and a  totally selfish thing to do. While you might think all your troubles have been  solved with your departure from this world, you have given the people around you  nothing but more trouble and grief, as though there is not enough to deal with  without you adding to it.
... things are always easier said than done.
...  there are far too many things out there that you wish to change but can't, so  just accept it! That's life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- / message --&gt;&lt;!-- sig --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-114033287926416167?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/114033287926416167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=114033287926416167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114033287926416167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/114033287926416167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113993334025011070</id><published>2006-02-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:12:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>Happy vanlentines day everyone!

Went out for dinner at Pasir Ris today. Firstly, I owe a BIG Thank You to Junhao and Timothy. And then, Thanks to Karin and Linette for the cookies. Lastly, thanks to Edwin and Joel for your company.

No romantic stuff for me this year. Oh well, next year perhaps.

BUT I HAVE A GREAT GROUP OF FRIENDS.

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!

I love you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113993334025011070?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113993334025011070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113993334025011070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113993334025011070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113993334025011070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113932554491215997</id><published>2006-02-09T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:28:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious! (updated!)</title><content type='html'>-it was nice while it lasted-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113932554491215997?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113932554491215997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113932554491215997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113932554491215997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113932554491215997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/hilarious-updated.html' title='Hilarious! (updated!)'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113923730099219422</id><published>2006-02-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:48:21.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/insideout.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/insideout.0.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-113923730099219422?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113923730099219422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113923730099219422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113923730099219422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113923730099219422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/inside-out.html' title='Inside out'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113901400284030062</id><published>2006-02-04T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T08:46:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>As usual, I'm feeling lazy to update. And I guess blogging now will be a weekend thing for me. At least until I get a few things sorted out first.


Going to Genevieve's house later to 拜年. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113901400284030062?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113901400284030062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113901400284030062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113901400284030062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113901400284030062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113855433391078827</id><published>2006-01-30T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:19:56.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the first day of Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>The economy is doing very well, and I can feel it. So far, all but one of the ang pows I've received is at least $10. I just love it.

Economy doing well -&gt; people happy -&gt; people generous -&gt; more money in ang pow -&gt; I happy -&gt; Got money to spend -&gt; Spend -&gt; Stimulate economy -&gt; economy doing well

One advantage of living with your grandparents is that during all these occasions and during the weekends, you could save travelling time going to their house. And so I woke up at 10 in the morning today and had brunch.

In the afternoon, went to my great-grandmother's house to visit and get ang pows. I feel so sad for her. Living alone in a 3 room flat on Chinese New Year.

But anyway, went home at about 5 plus and slept for awhile. And after that, went to Towkay Tan's new house!!! OMGWTF!!! It's so bloody &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok?! Corner unit somemore. He is just damn rich lar.

Today was his mom's birthday and so there was a buffet. So had dinner there and we played cards. Stayed there till about 12 20 and went home.

I guess tomorrow is gonna be a fun day too even though the outing is not finalised yet.

=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113855433391078827?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113855433391078827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113855433391078827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113855433391078827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113855433391078827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-first-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s the first day of Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113802946733421650</id><published>2006-01-23T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:17:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates. I just have been too busy and lazy to update. But anyway, here's a short one.

Chinese New Year is coming and the decorations are up!

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/door.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/door.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The dogs on our door...&lt;/i&gt;



&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/something%20wrong.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/something%20wrong.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Spotted something wrong in this picture?&lt;/i&gt;


We started on our decor on Firday afternoon, one of the earliest. When we came to school this morning, all the other classes have not started decorating yet, and we all thought we are gonna win.

But after seeing what the other classes have done in the afternoon, I'm having second thoughts......


=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113802946733421650?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113802946733421650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113802946733421650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113802946733421650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113802946733421650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey.html' title='Hey!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113750774136039606</id><published>2006-01-17T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:22:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey hey hey</title><content type='html'>Ok. Didn't blog yesterday cos could not load blogger for some reasons.

Anyway, I'm sort of starting to get used to school. The routine of waking up at 6 in the morning and reaching home after 2:30 or later.

And this post may not be here today at all if not for Miss Teh who keeps asking me to "BLOG LA BLOG LA BLOG LA BLOG LA" Nag and nag. Lol. (:

So here's my day:

Woke up at 6. Brushed teeth, bathed, ate breakfast (actually, it's just a cup of Milo) and head off to school.

Reached school at about 7 and wait till bell ring then go down for flag raising. After that, lessons starts and stops at recess time which is at 1050 (but it is usually later cos teachers always eat into OUR recess time).

Didn't eat as usual for recess and went to basketball court to see them play ball.

After recess went back to class for more lessons.

Then after lessons ended went home, bathed, and just slacked.

And had the usual afternoon nap.

Woke up at 7+. Had dinner. Watched some tv. And went to do homework. Then chat on MSN.

Sleep.

Wake up at 6 again. And the routine continues.




And that's my somewhat interesting day.

Don't be surprised if you see the same thing tomorrow again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113750774136039606?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113750774136039606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113750774136039606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113750774136039606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113750774136039606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-hey-hey-hey.html' title='Hey hey hey hey'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113732168895846657</id><published>2006-01-15T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T18:41:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick kinda sick of prata already</title><content type='html'>After having prata on Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday (which was yesterday), I admit I had enough of it.

I'm lazy to blog now lar. Don't know why. Maybe tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113732168895846657?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113732168895846657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113732168895846657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113732168895846657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113732168895846657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-sick-kinda-sick-of-prata-already.html' title='I&apos;m sick kinda sick of prata already'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113690271337934791</id><published>2006-01-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T22:18:34.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treatz...</title><content type='html'>From Joel's blog:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/joel.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/joel.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

From Timothy's blog:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/timo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/timo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

From Eeshan's blog:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/eeshan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/eeshan.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

From Genevieve's blog:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/gene.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/gene.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;




Thanks for the thanks everyone. And don't mention it. I'm so glad now that your birthday presents are settled.

Yep. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

No more worries about what to get for you all on your birthdays!

Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113690271337934791?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113690271337934791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113690271337934791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113690271337934791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113690271337934791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/treatz.html' title='Treatz...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113673540373706308</id><published>2006-01-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:50:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey all...</title><content type='html'>I've been busy as well as lazy to update what happen the last 2 days. So if you wanna know what's going on, please check out Timo's, Edwin's, Genevieve's or Eeshan's blog.


Man, the rain is dampening my mood. I don't know why also.


Going out tomorrow night for BIG feast!!!


Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113673540373706308?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113673540373706308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113673540373706308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113673540373706308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113673540373706308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-all.html' title='Hey all...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113656918973155324</id><published>2006-01-07T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T17:38:36.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Hmm... School was quite ok for the past 2 days. Nothing much going. Everything and everyone is starting to settle in. Rules were set, assignments/notes were issued, and homework which were to be completed.

Basically, it's just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;.

The weekend is here, and guess how I'm gonna spend the first weekend after school start? Hah. I'll have to wake up early in the morning to go to Hougang Mall to meet Edwin and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timothy&lt;/span&gt;, then go to Ngee Ann City and support Genevieve in her volleyball thing.

Actually, I would prefer to sleep in and wake up at about 12pm. But for friends...








&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a different story.

(:
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113656918973155324?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113656918973155324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113656918973155324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113656918973155324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113656918973155324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113630329706448225</id><published>2006-01-03T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:50:11.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>Browse through any of the blogs which I have linked and have updated regularly and you will find them blogging about their first day in school. So you would be expecting me to blog about it too right?

No. I'm gonna be a little different.

I will blog about...








&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TEH FIRST DAY.&lt;/span&gt;

Yep. That's right.

Today was quite tiring for me, given the fact that I have to get out of bed at the usual 6am.

Reached school at about 7 and Joel called me while I was walking to the gate and he asked where am I. He's a bloody joker man. His dad's car was just like opposite the road and I'm very sure he saw me. BUT he had to call me and suan me sia.

So the first day of school today is just like any other "first days". Tons of admin work and lots of talks by the P, VP, teachers, blah blah.

Chairman again. Woots! But seriously, it's not fun at all and it's not an easy job.

Ok. Other things could be found at Joel's, Timo's and Edwin's blog. It's just that I don't have basketball training and I went home after the ice cream treat from Timo (thanks for the treat!).

I'm kinda tired now so I'm gonna sleep now.

Tomorrow is tie day. Must not forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113630329706448225?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113630329706448225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113630329706448225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113630329706448225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113630329706448225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113621783763208780</id><published>2006-01-02T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:03:57.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad day</title><content type='html'>It's 10 more minutes to 12. Siannnnnnn.....

I think I will have trouble sleeping tonight. How sia. How to wake up by 6am???

But who cares lah. No need to bring books tomorrow = not much lessons are gonna be taught.

Anyway, went shopping today!!! Met Timo and Edwin at Heartland mall. I got a long-sleeve shirt and a tee. Super cheap sia. OMG. I'm becoming a sucker for cheap goods. Lol. But then total damages came up to $65.10 on my NETS. Cos the three of us paid together just to get the membership card.

Umm. So what happened after buying our stuff can be read on Edwin's blog. Starting from "went to kfc next and..........."  (I'm kinda tired lah. Please understand.)

Gosh. School is starting in about 7 hours and 30 minutes now. Holidays just seem to pass so fast man. It surely was fun. But I'm sure it's gonna be better this year.

Good night everyones.

Hell is coming.

No, I'm just joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113621783763208780?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113621783763208780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113621783763208780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113621783763208780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113621783763208780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/sad-sad-day.html' title='Sad sad day'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113605401527489331</id><published>2006-01-01T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T02:33:35.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New New New New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's 2+ in the morning now. And I'm going to wake up at 7 later. Which means I'm gonna have less than 5 hours of sleep. So I guess this would be a short one.

Had to meet up Genevieve and Eeshan at far east today, but we were late again. BUT BUT BUT BUT SOMEONE was later than us!!!!

So walked around far east abit and Genevieve went searching for her size 4 (or 5?) shoes but the smallest size available was like size 6????

Then we went to Wisma and shopped for Edwin's bag. But there was none to his liking. So we went to Heeren and I bought a new wallet at wallet shop! MYUK. Cost $23 only. Cheapp. Genevieve then went to the Converse shop to look for her size 4 shoes again. Fat hope man. Haha.

So from Heeren we walked to Orchard Point and it started to rain so heavily (it was really raining heavily I tell you. Later in the night, I saw many discarded umbrellas where the handle either came off or it was in an un-useable state). We had no choice but to get wet a little and ran to the bus stop to take a bus to PS.

Walked around PS awhile and went to Queensway. It was really fun there.

It's like: would you rather see a fat woman dance or a skinny-like-bamboo one dance? Haha. LMAO. Then we also burst the balloon at the Macs and there was one indian woman who was like so shocked.

After that, we went to AMK. OMG. Edwin and I changed sex temporarily. Haha. We are using Genevieve's and Eeshan's EZ-link now. Cos ours ran out of money and when they went home while we wanted to go somewhere else. So we changed our EZ-link cards. Thanks anyway.

So I only bought a wallet which costs $23 today. But I think total damages done is about $50+. Lol.

And... blah blah blah blah. I know you are bored reading all these. So I guess I'll stop here as I'm very very tired as well. And there's a long day tomorrow...

Nights!




And Happy New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113605401527489331?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113605401527489331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113605401527489331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113605401527489331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113605401527489331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-new-new-new-year.html' title='Happy New New New New Year!!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113598813284602915</id><published>2005-12-31T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T08:15:32.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning peeps!</title><content type='html'>Ok. The time is not lying. It's really 8:07 AM now. Can you believe it? 807-freaking-AM?!

Right. I was surprised I managed to wake up so  early as well. But it's a good thing though. Sort of "condition" myself before school reopens.

Going out with the usual later for shopping later. Not sure whether going for countdown or not.

I would really love to blog more. But it's damn difficult to type when I'm freezing my ass off. The aircon's so cold... Brrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Anyway,

Have A Great Two-Oh-Oh-Six. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113598813284602915?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113598813284602915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113598813284602915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113598813284602915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113598813284602915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/morning-peeps.html' title='Morning peeps!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113591072247059495</id><published>2005-12-30T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:45:22.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys who have a blog are gays!</title><content type='html'>My oh my...

&lt;a href="http://itsalilfcukedup.blogspot.com"&gt;Joel Zee&lt;/a&gt;, I would like to hear you say that again man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113591072247059495?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113591072247059495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113591072247059495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113591072247059495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113591072247059495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/guys-who-have-blog-are-gays.html' title='Guys who have a blog are gays!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113578648438255306</id><published>2005-12-29T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:14:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is just over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/decor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/decor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And they are putting up decorations for CNY?

Really kiasu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113578648438255306?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113578648438255306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113578648438255306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113578648438255306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113578648438255306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-just-over.html' title='Christmas is just over...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113565759007680724</id><published>2005-12-27T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:26:30.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess how I spent my time yesterday?</title><content type='html'>I have finished my POA homework.

Finally!!!


Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113565759007680724?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113565759007680724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113565759007680724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113565759007680724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113565759007680724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/guess-how-i-spent-my-time-yesterday.html' title='Guess how I spent my time yesterday?'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113535727936355852</id><published>2005-12-24T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:01:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's difficult</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/coffee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/coffee.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I would surely miss the long talks while slowly sipping a cup of coffee.

I would also miss the times when we ate food that were yummy, yucky, or just plain funny.

Or maybe the long walks passing different alleys.

Or maybe maybe, the relishable company we gave each other at the breezy beach.

But one thing is for sure.

I would miss you - your smile, your comforting voice, and your debonair personality.

Please,

I know it's difficult,

But,

Get well soon.


***


Ok ok. I know I can't write poems and that came out a little too corny.

So today I went to hospital. Didn't like going to that place AT ALL. But had no choice. My very close friend just met with an accident and its very serious. She's still in a coma.

And then... Bwah. Not really in the mood to blog now cos there's too many things that I know I should not say here.

So, today's entry will end here.


*It's Christmas eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113535727936355852?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113535727936355852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113535727936355852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113535727936355852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113535727936355852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-difficult.html' title='It&apos;s difficult'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113517703487836822</id><published>2005-12-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:57:37.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back back back back!!!</title><content type='html'>It's like one month since my last entry.

For those who didn't know, my comp broke down and was left to rot for a long time. Plus there was my holiday trip to Thailand, Penang, and 2 times to KL. And my trips &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; ended yesterday.

So all the fun is over but Christmas is coming! But that also means that holidays are gonna be over soon. Sads man. I have not sorted out my stuff and there's the POA homework to be completed. Year-end holiday still want to give homework. Sian ½.

And guess what? There's no Bleach for the next TWO weeks!!! Then next two weeks watch what shit man. Sad lar.

Really


Really


Sad.


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/bleach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/bleach.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-113517703487836822?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113517703487836822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113517703487836822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113517703487836822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113517703487836822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back-back-back-back.html' title='I&apos;m back back back back!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113241884355484786</id><published>2005-11-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:47:23.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the date</title><content type='html'>Ok. Maybe more of it when I wake up.

I'm just not in the mood to blog now. Caught a flu and got a sore throat.

Oh yeah. &lt;a href="http://www.starhub.com/online/promotionsandevents/narnia/index.html"&gt;StarHub's MaxOnline Promotion&lt;/a&gt; is giving out free desktop or notebook now leh.

I want the &lt;a href="http://www.starhub.com/online/promotionsandevents/narnia/upgradeoption.html"&gt;desktop&lt;/a&gt; lar. Upgrade to the $299 one. Now my hand's abit itchy already.

BUT HOR...... My contract end on 6 of January and the promotion end on 31 Dec leh!!!!!! KNNBCCB.

How ar? Can call and ask them to close one eye anot? 5 days only mah. Less than a week leh. Tomorrow I better call StarHub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113241884355484786?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113241884355484786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113241884355484786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113241884355484786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113241884355484786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/look-at-date.html' title='Look at the date'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113233759509057086</id><published>2005-11-19T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T02:13:15.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late nights, early mornings</title><content type='html'>*Note to self: It's 2am, it's a new day*

Ok. I slept at 430am last night and managed to wake up at 7am for the dental check in school.

About the dental check. Haha. Luckily when it was my turn, I went to the correct dentist. The one I went to just clean the teeth and that's it.

The other one... Let's just say that Joel Tan's gums bled after he saw the dentist.

Then went home after that and I'm such a good boy &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt;(it's a new day, dammit) yesterday.  :)  I did not went out. Slept for the whole afternoon cos it was raining.

Ah... Yes. November 20 is just tomorrow...

Ok. Nothing else to blog about.

Bye.


Ma-ia-hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Ma-ia-huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Ah. Fuck that stupid irritating song. Crazy Frog is doing it, and now Guo Mei Mei too.

It just send shivers down my spine everytime I hear those 2 lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113233759509057086?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113233759509057086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113233759509057086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113233759509057086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113233759509057086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/late-nights-early-mornings.html' title='Late nights, early mornings'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113208343751514380</id><published>2005-11-16T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:37:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latino Heat no more...</title><content type='html'>Read from the papers this morning that Eddie Guerrero has just passed away.

&lt;img src="http://www.wwe.com/content/media/touts/splash/images/1564270" /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.wwe.com/inside/news/egcareer" target="_blank"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;

You know, it's scary and shocking to find out that someone like him is suddenly gone. Even if you follow the WWE just a little, I'm sure you would feel the same way.

R.I.P


Oh yeah. It's 3:33am now and I don't feel the least tired. Hmm. Maybe &lt;a href="http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/sians.html" target="_blank"&gt;breakfast again before I head to sleep&lt;/a&gt;?

Not sure. Don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113208343751514380?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113208343751514380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113208343751514380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113208343751514380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113208343751514380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/latino-heat-no-more.html' title='Latino Heat no more...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113206776179394771</id><published>2005-11-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:16:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://savefile.com/files/7089411" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to download the xml file.

After downloading, put it in the folder where BitComet is installed and you are done!

But don't forget your port forwarding, firewall and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113206776179394771?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113206776179394771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113206776179394771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113206776179394771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113206776179394771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113203686419213012</id><published>2005-11-15T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T14:41:04.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG!!! I'm so happy!!!</title><content type='html'>My bittorrent download speeds finally increased!!!

Yeah!!!

Went looking for settings in forums and then got 1 guy put his xml file there which contained the settings.

Then I applied it for my BitComet.

And downloaded something.

At first it was like... 10kb/s.

Then 30.

And then 80.

Then it fucking jumped to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;150+++&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry la. I'm just so bloody happy la.

Downloaded a 90mb file within 9 mins.

That is like 90000/540= 167kb/s!!!!!

Fuck. I love bittorrent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113203686419213012?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113203686419213012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113203686419213012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113203686419213012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113203686419213012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/omg-omg-omg-im-so-happy.html' title='OMG OMG OMG!!! I&apos;m so happy!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113197069743556124</id><published>2005-11-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:18:17.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today just to go all the way to iMan (hehe) to eat. But that was not the reason why I woke up early. It's cos I got a morning call from Anne Low today!!!

Wth. Thought Joel Zee go New Zealand liao then can sleep peacefully in the morning. But who knows there's a morning call today.

So woke up at 8+.

Then went to iMan there and eat with some of those going for the CIP too.

Blah blah blah... Fast forward. Fast forward...

Ok. So we were to give out some CDs and programme sheet for the day there.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/cds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/cds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I tell you. Never, NEVER in the friggin' 15 years of my life have I seen so many CDs. To be given out for free somemore. This was not all the CDs. There's more in another box. Oh. And of course, there was lots of leftovers so I helped myself to one or two lar. :) After all, I made a donation ok! Ask Joel Tan if you don't believe.

Then fsat forward again... Blah blah blah blah blah.

Ok. Reception time!

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/tarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/tarts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Heh. Tarts for retards. Of cos this was not the only variety of refreshment available. Delifrance one leh. Not cheap ok.

So actually can ta-pao home one lar. But I don't want lar. Cos other than the tarts and tuna puff, others were not very ermm... tasty.

And so I went home and typing this now.

But I'm yawning. Yawns~~~

So tired.

Maybe I'll go sleep not and wake up later. Around 12? Haha. I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113197069743556124?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113197069743556124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113197069743556124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113197069743556124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113197069743556124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113180510402733814</id><published>2005-11-12T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:18:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have expected?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/adsense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/adsense.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
He actually opened a shop just to cater to his needs!!!

Must not be doing very well so must advertise on Google Adsense hor?

Oh yar. In case you're wondering who's David Low, click &lt;a href="http://journal.garyler.info/files/webcamimage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (from garyler.info).

Not the guy on the right. Not the guy on the left (cos he's too cool). So you should know which one it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113180510402733814?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113180510402733814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113180510402733814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113180510402733814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113180510402733814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/who-would-have-expected.html' title='Who would have expected?'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113171826994651048</id><published>2005-11-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:11:09.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit</title><content type='html'>I knew it. Holidays are here. And I am going to grow fat.

Just celebrated my uncle's birthday and guess what???

THERE'S A CAKE!!!!

-.-  Alright. Actually not very surprising. BUT the cake is so bloody nice. And I helped myself to 3 BIG slices of it.

Oh. I finished every slice that I took, TOGETHER WITH THE HUGE AMOUNT OF FATTENING  LATHERY CREAM THAT CAME WITH IT.

Fug.


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/msn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/msn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
See this on my MSN and wonder what its all about?

Just wait till then and you'll know! It's just 9 more days.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113171826994651048?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113171826994651048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113171826994651048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113171826994651048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113171826994651048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/shit.html' title='Shit'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113154607386592942</id><published>2005-11-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:36:59.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you have been waiting for this</title><content type='html'>Ok. I finally blogged. But sadly, if you are looking for something interesting, then I don't think this is the place for you right now. Because this post is dedicated to me, me and me.

Don't believe me? Read on...

So on Tuesday, everyone had to go back to school and collect report book. Oh yeah. I went back, with the CIP form and the POA "Electrifying Pursuit" form (more about that later) to be handed in to Mr Foong and Mr Tuang respectively.

Oh. And guess what? I forgot to bring the tracking database form!!! And so I was denied access to my report book. Fuck.

Then, no chioce. Had to go down to the General Office to get one and sign it on my mother's behalf, and that was after the teacher called her. Great...

Finally, got my hands on my report book. I almost fainted...

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/results.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(click on it for a bigger view)&lt;/span&gt;

My gosh!@#%^%&amp;*=+

I was bloody intoxicated I guess...

Oh well... But after collecting report book, went home and change and went shopping!!! Got myself a pair of jeans and shirt. And everybody was so tired at the end of the day cos all slept late the night before and we walked for so long...


Today.

Joel Zee came to my house in the morning cos both of us wanted to alter our jeans. And there's alteration service near my house.

And OMG!!! Joel Zee grew!!! Not vertically, not fatter too... But his "assets" grew a bloody hell lot!!! Take a look man (and don't drool):

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/joelzee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/joelzee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you know it. Click on it to see better.)&lt;/span&gt;

Big right?!! Too bad no tits lah.

And then slacked for awhile and went to get our jeans altered. Gotta collect it in the evening.

I then had to go for "Electrifying Pursuit" thing...

It's fun and lame.

It starts at 2 and I was on my way there when Mr Tuang called me at 1:55 and asked me to hurry. I was not late... But when I went to the AVA room, I saw everyone running about. A stampede. Urmm... Don't get the idea that everyone there is an animal ar... Just a description.

And we were to play 4 games there.

An online game (Lemonade Tycoon!!!)
A tic-tac-toe (so called celebrity squares)
A board game (Game of Life imitation)
And... another board game (&lt;a href="http://www.eduwealth.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Praxis&lt;/a&gt;)

&lt;a href="http://omglazerpewpewpew.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Timothy&lt;/a&gt; won the Lemonade Tycoon and it's so obvious he cheated. Lucky I played it on my phone last time and remembered the "secret" recipe well.

The facilitator commeted that the people liked my recipe. Blah. So obvious right. So many smiley faces.

And we also won the tic-tac-toe. Was split up into 2 groups. And guess what? Both sides won in the same scenario!!! Zhonghua trapped us and was about to win, but in order to get a square, you must answer a question correctly. BUT THEY GOT IT WRONG WHEN IT'S SO EASY!!! Haha.

So for winning, I got a box of office binder clips. Would really rather get the pens instead.

And Timothy and me were winning while playing the Game of Life thing. Until the very last turn, where we stopped on the "Pay (something something). $250." If we didn't have to pay that, we would have won.

But during the last board game, St Gabs got into top 3!!! Yeah. And for that, we got tons of snacks:

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/snacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/snacks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(do I really have to say it again? Click for a bigger picture if you want!!!)&lt;/span&gt;

And everyone got a gay-looking colour (except for black) tote bag.

Oh ya. About that all A1 result slip? I love photoshop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113154607386592942?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113154607386592942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113154607386592942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113154607386592942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113154607386592942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-know-you-have-been-waiting-for-this.html' title='I know you have been waiting for this'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113145984809234573</id><published>2005-11-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:24:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry people...</title><content type='html'>Too tired la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113145984809234573?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113145984809234573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113145984809234573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113145984809234573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113145984809234573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/sorry-people.html' title='Sorry people...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113142550863056897</id><published>2005-11-08T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:51:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise...</title><content type='html'>I will blog when I reach home later (provided I'm not too tired).

Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113142550863056897?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113142550863056897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113142550863056897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113142550863056897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113142550863056897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-promise.html' title='I promise...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113134676704003661</id><published>2005-11-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T14:59:27.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, you saw the mini Bacardi. Today, let me bring you...

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/mini%20jim%20beam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/mini%20jim%20beam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Mini Jim Beam!!!!

Alright. I'm tyring to get myself intoxicated before collecting my report book tomorrow so I can see fake As on the report slip.

;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113134676704003661?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113134676704003661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113134676704003661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113134676704003661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113134676704003661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-one.html' title='Another one...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113127764894464905</id><published>2005-11-06T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:47:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Bacardi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/mini%20bacardi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/mini%20bacardi.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-113127764894464905?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113127764894464905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113127764894464905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113127764894464905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113127764894464905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/mini-bacardi.html' title='Mini Bacardi'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113120729464322380</id><published>2005-11-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T02:07:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored la...</title><content type='html'>Been staying home for the past few days at home. I have no life.

Watched Flightplan today. It's nice lah.

Sian lah. I'm bored. No mood to blog. Waiting for someone to bring his PS2 to my house.

:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113120729464322380?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113120729464322380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113120729464322380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113120729464322380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113120729464322380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/bored-la.html' title='Bored la...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113102751692174236</id><published>2005-11-03T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:19:33.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>S sent an sms out to T and J...
"tmr watch flightplan"
Both of them then replied...
"ok"

The next day...
T: Eh. I dun wanna watch flightplan la.
J: Ya. It sucks la. Dun watch.
T: We watch sky high instead ok?
S: Anything la.

And so S said nothing about it and they watched what T suggested. It's not the first time this happened. It also happened some time ago but T suggested to watch Legend of Zorro that
time.

And S said nothing about it too...

And if J and T found out that S went to watch flightplan with other people (which could
never happen cos S is a fucking loner) and did not ask them, J and T would then call S a
"pangseh" and ask him to "fuck off".

And S would just keep quiet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113102751692174236?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113102751692174236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113102751692174236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113102751692174236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113102751692174236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113092895840125296</id><published>2005-11-02T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T18:55:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Ocean, Ou De Yang</title><content type='html'>Alright. I admit it. I am the guy behind the caricature who has triangle eyebrows. Surprised? Don't be.

Keeping my identity secret is just another marketing gimmick, and now Guo Mei Mei (the one who sang the irritating Lao Shu Ai Da Mi) is following my footsteps. Copycat. But there's nothing I could do, since both of us are from the same recording company (and that is also the reason why the girl in all my music videos look like her caricature).

And why am I reveling my identity to all of you before my concert tomorrow? It's because I am furious. People are discarding my concert tickets on the net!!!!@#$%^

Take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com.sg/listResults?browse=0&amp;Gallery=&amp;amp;Query=ou+de+yang&amp;SearchWorldWide=1&amp;amp;SubmitSearch=Search" target="_blank"&gt;ebay&lt;/a&gt;. The tickets are normally cheaper than those of other people's concert (except for the $100 one), and nobody wants them!!!

What about &lt;a href="http://auctions.yahoo.com/sg/search?p=ou+de+yang&amp;cat=0&amp;amp;numresults0=15" target="_blank"&gt;Yahoo! Auctions&lt;/a&gt;? It's about the same. And &lt;a href="http://page.auctions.yahoo.com/sg/auction/94182459" target="_blank"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;'s starting bid is SEVEN-FRICKING-DOLLARS?!?!?! KNNBCCBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!

At tomorrow's concert, I think I would give those who bought second-hand tickets some "VIP treatment". WTH....

Aiya. I no mood to blog already lah. So bloody du lan. See you all tomorrow at my concert.

And don't buy second-hand tickets, buy my album. There's a ticket inside. Thanks.



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Ok. Guess that was lame.... -_-|||

But maybe you would like to take a look at this if you have not (from click.sg):

&lt;a href="http://click.sg/archives/ocean-ou-de-yang-identity-revealed/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113092895840125296?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113092895840125296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113092895840125296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113092895840125296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113092895840125296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-ocean-ou-de-yang.html' title='I am Ocean, Ou De Yang'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113085646974590892</id><published>2005-11-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:06:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sians...</title><content type='html'>I have to wake up early tomorrow cos of CIP in school. I don't think its a problem cos I'm dead tired now (and I still bothered to update!). And why is that so? It's beacuse the last meal I had before I went to sleep today was... BREAKFAST. Bloody power. Not that I had no choice though. I was reformatting my computer at around midnight. And after I installed service pack 2 and everything was done, it was already 2+am. Was feeling a little tired at that time, but I watched Catwoman on the comp, and I don't feel tired anymore!

And so after that I hanged around some forums and chatted with some American chicks. And before I realised it, it was 6:30am!!! The sky was getting brighter!

My mom went to the kitchen to get herself some water and came into my room.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom: Why are you up so early playing computer?! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: School days everytime wake up at 6, now can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom: Orh. Ok. Want breakfast anot?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Ok lor.&lt;/span&gt;

And after taking breakfast, I went to my bed and finally slept......

*update*
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Had pizza for dinner tonight. Wonder why they always have to put the white thing there. Maybe its can act as a table for your figurines and dolls as well???

Anyone care to enlighten me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113085646974590892?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113085646974590892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113085646974590892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113085646974590892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113085646974590892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/11/sians.html' title='Sians...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-113067777171762978</id><published>2005-10-30T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:09:31.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmz...</title><content type='html'>First update in days... Was just busy sorting out a few things and found no opportunity to blog till now.

Went down to SLS yesterday. I got out from the wrong exit at Little India, but it was not a bad thing. The whole place was so crowded cos of Deepavali. Then I walked around there and got some snacks.

Then after I bought my things, I went to Joel Zee's house to help him with his comp and his bro got an iBook and blah blah blah blah.... Sounds kinda boring eh?

I think so too. I can't find anything to talk about. Maybe it's cos I'm feeling tired now. And this is weird, but after 11, I will be feeling awake with lots of energy. I think the holiday mood has set in: sleep late, wake up late.

One thing for sure though, can't sleep late tonight. There's history remedial (wtf?! exams over already leh) tomorrow at 8am. How nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-113067777171762978?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/113067777171762978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=113067777171762978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113067777171762978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/113067777171762978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmmz.html' title='Hmmmz...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112999768119211455</id><published>2005-10-22T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:31:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeeeeeee!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright. My hiatus was extended two more days. But who cares now since the exams are over!!!

I finally managed to drag my ass in front of the screen and type something!

Many things happened during the exam. There was so many changes made to the English paper, the infamous blackout during the SS paper (which I believed helped many finished their paper, including me), and then there's the lots-of-time-to-do D&amp;amp;T paper (which I will undoubtedly fail).

BUT BUT BUT BUT..... I hope that I can pass EVERY subject overall.

During exams, I hoped that it would finish quickly. But now, I wished I had something to do. Everyday when I'm at home, it's either the computer, TV, or Playstation. Friggin unhealthy.

And so, the only solution is to head out. But if I go out, I would spend money. And I am in need of money this month, because two buggers with the same name are having their birthday on the same day. And 15 years ago, they were born at the same hospital, with only a difference in time of about 3 hours if I recall correctly.

JOEL ZEE AND TAN!!!!! HOW COME MUST BE SO COINCIDENTAL THAT BOTH OF YOU HAVE THE SAME NAME AND SAME BIRTHDAY?! TRYING TO BE FUNNY AR???

Ok. Means I have to spend money again. But who cares since there's BBQ tomorrow at Pasir Ris.  :)



This somehow sums it all up --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.appleinsider.com/article.php?id=1340" target="_blank"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112999768119211455?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112999768119211455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112999768119211455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112999768119211455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112999768119211455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/10/wheeeeeeeee.html' title='Wheeeeeeeee!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112825754876679157</id><published>2005-10-02T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:52:28.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are coming</title><content type='html'>And thus I will go on a blogger hiatus for awhile...



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Taken by my phone. Nice right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112825754876679157?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112825754876679157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112825754876679157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112825754876679157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112825754876679157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-are-coming.html' title='Exams are coming'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112808263973383234</id><published>2005-09-30T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:17:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did it turn out to be like this?</title><content type='html'>It was nice in the morning. How beautiful.

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But when I reached home.....

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And then from Monday is tests-chasing-my-ass (hey! it rhymes!) week.

Die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112764174268011516?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112764174268011516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112764174268011516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112764174268011516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112764174268011516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/siao-liao-lah.html' title='Siao liao lah!!!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112753712757201440</id><published>2005-09-24T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T12:48:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is Motorola thinking?</title><content type='html'>Coming out with an iTunes phone is just so wrong. What's worst is that the specs are about the same to that of the E398.

The &lt;a href="http://direct.motorola.com/ENA/Web_ProductHome.asp?Country=SGP&amp;language=ENA&amp;amp;productid=29789"&gt;ROKR E1&lt;/a&gt; is a failure to me. Just because iTunes is a popular software doesn't mean that they should create a device to specifically sync with iTunes. If people want music, they would go for the iPod or iPod nano (iPod shuffle is a failure to me too). What's the use of having a phone which can only store 50 songs at most? Fine. I read somewhere that the removable memory would serve as "albums" whereby users can remove and change the Transflash card like a 50-songs album. BUT that is the problem you see, the phone is modelled to be about same thing as the E398, and having used one, I will tell you the problem.

The problem is that the memory card is not hot-swappable!!!!!!!!!! If you are to rely on external memory to provide you with storage space for the songs, at least make it easy to change them! Also, don't forget that the biggest size of a Transflash memory card is only 256MB at the moment. Another thing is that who still produces phones with VGA cameras now? Even if the quality of the picture is like a VGA, the photo would still be stretched to at least a 1MP resolution. A good example of this is the HP iPAQ 6515.

But I think this phone will sell, because the whole phone is white in colour and the matching ear piece. And also, because of it's integration with iTunes and it's fairly low price.

There are also a few new features of the phone. These include video recording, full screen viewing of pictures and video clips and also the flight mode.

However, these are already present in SonyEricsson's Walkman phone (W800i). Not forgetting the 2MP camera, 2 512MB Memory Stick and the Walkman player that comes with it.

And if you want to sync with iTunes, then take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.gizmodo.com/gadgets/cellphones/itunes-on-sony-ericsson-126446.php"&gt;this ROKR killer&lt;/a&gt;.

Simply put: The ROKR shouldn't exist when there is the W800i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112753712757201440?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112753712757201440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112753712757201440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112753712757201440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112753712757201440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-hell-is-motorola-thinking.html' title='What the hell is Motorola thinking?'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112712771896888031</id><published>2005-09-19T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:01:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got no mood to blog</title><content type='html'>That is, after I read &lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/news/wwn/20050912/112653720001.html" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article.

What's the use of blogging when we are all going to die in 9 years time.

Better do what you wanted to do. Don't drag it for 9 years and regret it for the rest of your life (but we're gonna die anyway, so if you didn't do it... Too bad :p).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112712771896888031?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112712771896888031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112712771896888031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112712771896888031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112712771896888031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-got-no-mood-to-blog.html' title='I&apos;ve got no mood to blog'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112688466533641150</id><published>2005-09-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:31:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy VII - Advent Children</title><content type='html'>Just released in Japan and the full movie is available for download now, complete with english subtitles!

I saw the trailer and the CG graphics are so bloody nice! First, they made us mad about anime, and now, this.

Take a look at the screenshot of the trailer and you will know what I mean:

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LOOK AT THE RUST ON THAT BLOODY THING!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112688466533641150?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112688466533641150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112688466533641150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112688466533641150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112688466533641150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/final-fantasy-vii-advent-children.html' title='Final Fantasy VII - Advent Children'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112677751529955407</id><published>2005-09-15T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:46:29.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh!!!</title><content type='html'>School was fine for today, except that Yan Ho called my mom. I'm a bad boy.  :P

First period was maths. Which was ok. Then was english, which sucked cos had to do a report and print it out. Sian.

Then it was POA!!!!! Okok, why am I so excited? Not because it was intresting, but WHAT JOEL FOUND WAS BLOODY INTERESTING!!!!!

So got my phone out and Joel took some pictures. Got two of them, but one got deleted.  :(

And so what is so interesting?

Well, here it is!!!!!

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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on the image for a bigger view.  :)&lt;/span&gt;

Yes, this is what the title of this post is referring to!

So bloody big sia!!! Somemore it happened during POA!!! Abit the -_-" lah...




To the guy who has such a big tool: Ok. So you kept asking for my phone to see the picture, now you got it! Save it for your own use!!! :)
And find Joel if you want, he took the picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112677751529955407?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112677751529955407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112677751529955407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112677751529955407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112677751529955407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-my-gosh.html' title='Oh my gosh!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112669927551689213</id><published>2005-09-14T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:01:15.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows is stupid</title><content type='html'>It's times like this that makes me wanna smash my keyboard!!!!!!!!!


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/windows1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/windows.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-112669927551689213?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112669927551689213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112669927551689213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112669927551689213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112669927551689213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/windows-is-stupid.html' title='Windows is stupid'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112652782204040914</id><published>2005-09-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:23:42.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary Ler, take note!</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder how professional photographers manage to take all those great pictures?

Simple. It's all about getting into the right position.


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Just like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112652782204040914?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112652782204040914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112652782204040914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112652782204040914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112652782204040914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/gary-ler-take-note.html' title='Gary Ler, take note!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112643722889924208</id><published>2005-09-11T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:13:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some parents deserved to be shot</title><content type='html'>Go see for yourself.


&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116" target="_blank"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112643722889924208?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112643722889924208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112643722889924208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112643722889924208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112643722889924208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-parents-deserved-to-be-shot.html' title='Some parents deserved to be shot'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112636390771450542</id><published>2005-09-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:51:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spent the whole day doing nothing</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 2:30pm today. Pro...

And there's nobody at home when I woke up. Bro went out in the morning, others are still in Malaysia.

So, I spent the whole day alone, at home. Did not went out and did not spend money.

I'm rich!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112636390771450542?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112636390771450542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112636390771450542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112636390771450542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112636390771450542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/spent-whole-day-doing-nothing.html' title='Spent the whole day doing nothing'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112623721024300541</id><published>2005-09-09T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:40:10.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/flor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;center&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed

When you get what you want but not what you need

When you feel so tired but you can't sleep

Stuck in reverse

When the tears come streaming down your face

When you lose something you can't replace

When you love someone but it goes to waste

Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

High up above or down below

When you too in love to let it go

If you never try then you'll never know

Just watch and learn

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112623721024300541?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112623721024300541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112623721024300541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112623721024300541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112623721024300541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/fix-this.html' title='Fix This...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112619775222389502</id><published>2005-09-09T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:42:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to City Harvest Church</title><content type='html'>As I said, it was just a visit. Nothing big to talk about.

So met Joel, Timo and Edwin at AMK MRT and took the damn train all the way to Boon Lay. So damn bloody far. I wonder how people can stand spending a good Sunday morning on a 1 hour train ride to CHC. Sunday mornings are meant for sleeping... Zzz...

And finally, we reached. Took a bus to the church. And guess what... ... ... ... The 4 of us stood outside there like idiots for about 5 minutes while someone was persuading us to go in. But none of us wanted to go in at all.

The guy then gave up and went in while we stood outside, looking at the structure of the church, wondering how a place of worship could look so much like an organisation.

We then went to the KFC nearby and had luchner? (since breakfast and lunch is brunch, I figured that lunch and dinner should be something like that.)

Then the 3 of them went to play basketball at the nearby court and took the train back to Joel's and stayed for awhile, then took a cab home.

Conclusion: Kinda wasted a day today cos didn't really do anything productive. And wasted so much time on travelling. Now my EZ-link card no more money already. And my phone bills have not been paid yet. StarHub is threatening to cut my line already...  :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112619775222389502?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112619775222389502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112619775222389502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112619775222389502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112619775222389502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/visit-to-city-harvest-church.html' title='A visit to City Harvest Church'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112607741911153242</id><published>2005-09-07T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:18:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Place your bets now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/msg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/msg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can the remaining 98 messages last me 7 days? Or will I exceed my free sms-es again?

98 / 7 = 14 sms per day (including today)

Should be can ba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112607741911153242?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112607741911153242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112607741911153242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112607741911153242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112607741911153242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/place-your-bets-now.html' title='Place your bets now!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112607309884832330</id><published>2005-09-07T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:11:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick again</title><content type='html'>Sibeh sian. Went to see doctor on Monday then felt better. But yesterday, it happened again. Was feeling sick and dizzy at Joel's house for the whole of yesterday. And I knew that I was sick... Again.

So went home at about 9+ then ate more medicine. I damn bloody scared that it's dengue leh. How? Die die die die...

Oh. And there was no history remedial today &lt;s&gt;(not very sure though cos the news came from Joel Zee&lt;/s&gt; (Ok. It's true. There's no history remedial today). I didn't go today. =) Guess I'll stop here. Feeling sickly again...

:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112607309884832330?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112607309884832330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112607309884832330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112607309884832330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112607309884832330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-sick-again.html' title='I&apos;m sick again'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112592620453497563</id><published>2005-09-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T21:16:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream this afternoon. I dreamt that I was blowing my nose when it suddenly started to bleed. But the bleeding didn't bother me much so I continued blowing my nose. Then, I blew my nose so hard that I felt something in my head gave way. Suddenly I felt faint and started falling backwards. When I opened my eyes, I woke up from my dream and found myself lying on my back in bed.

The weird thing I realised was that I had been lying on my stomach reading newspaper before I had fallen asleep. How was I able to make such a dramatic change in position?

One of the things that I hate during dreams is when I'm being chased. For some reasons, in my dreams, I just can't run fast enough. I was never caught, but I seem to be running awfully slow to the point where the person/ thing chasing me is just right behind me.

Anyway, I did a little googling and found &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.dreammoods.com" target="_blank"&gt;Dream Moods&lt;/a&gt;. It shows the analysis of some common dreams such as being chased, falling, flying, teeth dropping off etc. Go visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112592620453497563?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112592620453497563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112592620453497563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112592620453497563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112592620453497563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112573144827600156</id><published>2005-09-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T15:12:16.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piracy still rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/DSC00811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/DSC00811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
No wonder pirated stuff is so popular. I got the Initial D VCD Original Version ok. Not pirated one leh. That is the box it came with. Then when I played it, guessed what? There's 2 &lt;a href="http://www.ipos.gov.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;IPOS&lt;/a&gt; advertisements asking me to be hip and be original and to honour intellectual property. Not only that, there's another 3 movie trailers after that. One was Seven Swords and another was The Maid and then there's another one which I don't know cos I skipped it totally.

Seriously, I didn't pay good money for all those stuff to be inside my disc. It took up a good 5 minutes before the movie actually starts. When I paid this disc, I expected it to just contain the movie and not some others which is a waste of time. This is not the way to let people know about intellectual property, they are doing it the wrong way.

I guess that's the reason why people still turn to piracy.

And it's much cheaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112573144827600156?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112573144827600156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112573144827600156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112573144827600156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112573144827600156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/piracy-still-rocks.html' title='Piracy still rocks'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112567858743400568</id><published>2005-09-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:30:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm... Nothing to write about</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I'll post some photos.
Click on them for a bigger view.

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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/DSC00749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/200/DSC00749.jpg" alt="" 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/9237967-112567858743400568?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112567858743400568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112567858743400568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112567858743400568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112567858743400568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmm-nothing-to-write-about.html' title='Hmm... Nothing to write about'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112565591864553096</id><published>2005-09-02T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T18:11:58.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a miracle!</title><content type='html'>I passed D&amp;amp;T!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112565591864553096?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112565591864553096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112565591864553096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112565591864553096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112565591864553096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s a miracle!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112547364568273533</id><published>2005-08-31T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T15:34:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>Teachers' day celebrations at Serangoon stadium today. Woke up a little later than usual cos I slept late and almost couldn't wake up in the morning. The sky was exceptionally nice and bright today at 645. Usually, it's not so bright, so I thought that I was very late and I rushed...
&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/morning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice sky in the morning. "Hump" Ahead&lt;/span&gt;

Despite me waking up later than usual, I reached school at around the same 710 every morning! Then, we had to walk all the way from school to Serangoon station which is about 1 km away. I really regretted not finding an excuse to run away and head home during that walk. Cos we just stoned around at the stadium later and attendance was already marked.
&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/people.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People at the stadium.&lt;/span&gt;

They said that the weather is going to be perfect today, but who would expect the sun to be so fricking hot and so bloody glaring.
&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/sun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun which shined upon us from 9 to 11. Then it began to rise and there was shade at the back...&lt;/span&gt;

The last part of the celebrations was hilarious! NPCC marching to Usher's Yeah!
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinda funny to me though. If there's a fight, they're just gonna stand there and dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112547364568273533?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112547364568273533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112547364568273533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112547364568273533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112547364568273533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/08/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112540769915027734</id><published>2005-08-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:33:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival Post!!! *Updated*</title><content type='html'>Finally, the template is up again. And what can I say? I'm BACK! Kicking more of your asses this time!

Wow... If you looked at the last post, it's dated 1st of August and today is the 30th. This blog has been dead for one month. But who cares, since its back now.

There's only one more test left before holiday begins - POA. And today feels kinda weird, especially after the maths paper. I keep thinking it was a Friday cos tomorrow is like, half day? Ah. No programs for tomorrow yet. We'll see how it goes.

Let's look at some pictures I got via email:

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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/bapoh-11.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/bapoh-11.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/bapoh-02.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/320/bapoh-02.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Hehe. Kinda pretty and boobs are quite BIG eh?

But toooo bad! They all have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lan-cheow&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!

Guess you'll have to prepare some heavy lubricating if you intend to bring them to bed.

:)


Update:

Shit. I really took today as a Friday. It's 11:45pm now and I still not asleep. Worst is, I'm not feeling tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112540769915027734?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112540769915027734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112540769915027734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112540769915027734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112540769915027734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/08/revival-post-updated.html' title='Revival Post!!! *Updated*'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112290646576275871</id><published>2005-08-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:27:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study, study, study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/1600/pencilcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7119/265/400/pencilcase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


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Studying Chemistry until sian sia! So I took some pictures. Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112290646576275871?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112290646576275871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112290646576275871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112290646576275871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112290646576275871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/08/study-study-study.html' title='Study, study, study'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112281823040242717</id><published>2005-07-31T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:49:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the past 2 days...</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I went to watch fireworks at the Esplanade. Cos there was the National Day preview there and so there's fireworks! Talking about National Day, it's still about one week away. Sighs. Hope this week will pass quickly...

Anyway, it's picture time!


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The parade reviewing officer's car being escorted to The Padang.


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Some tank.


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The floats which are the attractions at the National Parade as well as the Chingay Parade.


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Beautiful skyline.


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Unfortunately, this is the only picture I could get for the fireworks because...


&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's dark at that time and using night mood is way too laggy for taking pictures like this. Yes. I know need long shutter speed. But I don't have tripod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


Like that how?


SIMPLE!!! YOU TAKE VIDEOS!!!
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&lt;a href="http://"&gt;Video 1&lt;/a&gt; (1.65 mb)
&lt;a href="http://"&gt;Video 2&lt;/a&gt; (151 kb)

The videos are in 3gp format cos they are taken with the phone. Use Quicktime or RealPlayer to play them.


Ok. Then on the way back, saw this guy. He was carrying this red light saber.
Seems like the original one leh! The one which costs $400+? from Cineleisure Orchard.

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Very difficult to get some more pictures lah. All taken secretly one. Hahaaa...
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Today went out early in the morning with Joel to watch Stealth. Bloody nice movie man. The effects are wayyyy toooo coooool. Then after that Joel went to Nanyang to meet Timothy and Aaron to play ball. And a video was taken.....


&lt;a href=""&gt;Video... again...(MUST SEE THIS ONE!!!)&lt;/a&gt; (1.4 mb)


And again... In 3gp format.


If you don't want to view the whole video, at least see the last 17 seconds of it (which is from 2:05 onwards)! Very funny!!!


Sians... School tomorrow again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112281823040242717?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112281823040242717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112281823040242717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112281823040242717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112281823040242717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/for-past-2-days.html' title='For the past 2 days...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112238437160436411</id><published>2005-07-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:50:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urmm...</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I took a long time to get this post up. Mainly because I was so busy during the pass few days and didn't have the time to blog.

Firstly, there was the project which was to be done. I did so much and then the teacher decided to consider it a draft. WTF?!

Then its the class-tests-which-never-seem-to-be-enough week. So I'm bombarded with the tests. Two tests yesterday, one today and one on Thursday. See, they never seem to end. And by the way, it's the second POA test this term already. I guess he's serious about having a test every fortnight?

Anyway, look what I've got:

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Oh yeah. The japanese snack "Pocky". But this is different. It's Pocky &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GIANT&lt;/span&gt;. Haha... It's BIG. 21.5 cm. Big for a stick yeah? And heard that it's not available in Singapore??? Oh yeah. Only available in Japan.

Okok. I should stop. I seem like some little kid getting so happy over some snack that isn't available locally.



&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Joel Tan is sick. As in physically sick. *Get well soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112238437160436411?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112238437160436411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112238437160436411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112238437160436411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112238437160436411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/urmm.html' title='Urmm...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112202437077293295</id><published>2005-07-22T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T17:26:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents' Information Evening in about 2 hours</title><content type='html'>Will try to update when I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112202437077293295?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112202437077293295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112202437077293295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112202437077293295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112202437077293295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/parents-information-evening-in-about-2.html' title='Parents&apos; Information Evening in about 2 hours'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112186882206317582</id><published>2005-07-20T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:51:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare and contrast</title><content type='html'>From this:

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To this:

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You tell me lah! Which is better?!

Was supposed to help Joel Tan to do the announcements one. Then I decided to add some images instead of text and text all the time. And in the end, which one got chosen?

Visit &lt;a href="http://cca.stgabs.net/webclub/"&gt;the Webclub page&lt;/a&gt; for the answer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112186882206317582?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112186882206317582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112186882206317582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112186882206317582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112186882206317582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/compare-and-contrast.html' title='Compare and contrast'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112186371699635683</id><published>2005-07-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:51:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallet on the table</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://" /&gt;
And he is not beside it or anything.

Think of the cash and the ATM card (which I happen to know the PIN) inside.

How pro can he get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112186371699635683?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112186371699635683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112186371699635683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112186371699635683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112186371699635683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/wallet-on-table.html' title='Wallet on the table'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112152169781571242</id><published>2005-07-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:52:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened on Friday</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in the previous post, we were allowed to wear our home clothes to school for that day.

And it SURE feels weird.

You dress up nicely when you wake up and you feel like you are going out with your friends. BUT you KNOW that you are going to SCHOOL and have never wake up so early JUST TO GO OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS.

Other than that, you just doesn't seem to fit on the bus.

Every morning, you are in your school uniform and board the bus at the SAME bus stop around the SAME time with the few SAME people. But on this day, you are in your home clothes and those SAME few people keep giving you THAT stare. You look back at them and start going mad because you are wondering what they are thinking (what the hell is he doing in his home clothes? Shouldn't he be going to school?).

And when you board the bus, everyone sort of look at you and keep thinking what is a 15 year old guy doing in his home clothes on a Friday morning in a bus.

"Isn't he the guy I see everyday while going to school? Shouldn't he be in school uniform then?"
~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quickly checks date and day&lt;/span&gt;~
"It's a Friday alright. And there's school..."
~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then they quickly give you THAT look and somehow makes you go mad.&lt;/span&gt;~

Oh well. Anyway, no one was really intersted in lessons on Friday. Actually, what's the point of having lessons at all when you only have 3 periods? So i suggest that if the school decide to organise these things again, might as well declare it as a school event (no lessons).


Look what I've found in my OTHER mailbox:

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Too bad I have watched Fantastic 4 already. Well, I am willing to give it to anybody. BUT you can ONLY redeem it at Singapore Post Centre (which is opposite Paya Lebar MRT station). And redemption starts 10am on 17 July (tomorrow). So in order to be the first 100 there, you may need to queue up early. And if you want to get this mailer from me (you need it in order to redeem the movie pass), you have to be EARLIER.

So I guess you would rather pay the full price of a movie ticket rather than go through all this trouble.

Unless you are a real cheapskate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112152169781571242?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112152169781571242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112152169781571242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112152169781571242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112152169781571242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-happened-on-friday.html' title='What happened on Friday'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112133074728668489</id><published>2005-07-14T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:52:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*upadated* Racial Harmony Day tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Ok. There's racial harmony day tomorrow and we are allowed to wear our home clothes. I've thought about wearing this:


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Ok. Just a t-shirt with the alphabets on it. Nothing seems to be wrong right?

Take a closer look at my initials on the shirt:


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S


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Z


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J


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H


Then again, it's better not to wear it to school.


=)


*update*

Ok. Decided to do a little update as I wrote this post in a hurry just now. Anyway, I wasn't the one who bought this t-shirt. Timothy got it for me for my birthday. And until now, I have not wore it once. It's not because I don't like it, but its a little small and there is no right occasion to wear it (one good example is what to wear for tomorrow).


I also just realised how light my back is for tomorrow. Guess no one would be in the mood to study tomorrow anyway. Oh well, it's kinda late and I'm tired. So it will end here. Bye. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112133074728668489?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112133074728668489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112133074728668489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112133074728668489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112133074728668489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/upadated-racial-harmony-day-tomorrow.html' title='*upadated* Racial Harmony Day tomorrow'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112092560296074198</id><published>2005-07-10T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:13:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>It's been over a week since I last updated. Just kind of busy this week and all the homework is pouring in. Not forgetting all the holiday homework which I did not finish. Nothing much happened this week. Just that everyday is homework day. There's the chinese book review, 2 chapters of chinese, D&amp;T Image Board and Maths to finish. I'm dead.


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THINGS YOU DIDN'T KNOW YOU DIDN'T KNOW
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Did you know...

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

A crocodile can't stick its tongue out.

A shrimp's heart is in its head.

It is physically impossible for pigs to look up into the sky.

More than 50% of the people in the world have never made or received a telephone call.

Horses can't vomit.

The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language.

If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die. If you keep your eyes open by force, they can pop out.

Rats multiply so quickly that in 18 months, two rats could have over a million descendants.

Wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by 700 times.

A duck's quack doesn't echo, and no one knows why.

Most lipstick contains fish scales.

Like fingerprints, everyone's tongue print is different.

Over 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow.


:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112092560296074198?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112092560296074198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112092560296074198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112092560296074198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112092560296074198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-112022829579743673</id><published>2005-07-01T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:31:35.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeees its finally a Friday. The week just seemed to pass by quite fast. And this is going to be a long weekend. Whoo hoo!

But there is just one problem: I'm broke and therefore I'm stuck at home. It's kinda depressing and torturing when you don't have money. You want to go out. But you just walk around aimlessly and you can do nothing cos everything needs money. Unless I'm out on a date then it would be a different story cos no need money also can have fun.   :)

I'm having Edwin's N-gage and his bluetooth headset now. How I wish I could sell it and do something with the cash. But I WON'T. If not next time he don't lend me anything how? I must wait until he lends me his pocket pc then go sell it. Can get more cash that way.

Anyway, after I reached home, I went straight to bed and woke up at 8:45. How shiok. Can finally sleep late today and no need to wake up early.



&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I decided not to take any chances and copied the entire post to Notepad first before I post it. And indeed, Blogger screwed up! Hahaha. Lucky me. &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-112022829579743673?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/112022829579743673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=112022829579743673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112022829579743673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/112022829579743673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111987192772595299</id><published>2005-06-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:34:11.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could barely keep my eyes open</title><content type='html'>I slept at 1230 last night. Was lying on my bed and playing The Sims on Edwin's N-gage. And then I heard the alarm rang at 5:30. But I turned it off and went back to sleep. Was just too eff-ing tired to wake up till my mom woke me up at 6:10.

School was fine today. Went to the AVA room for history for 2 periods. Right after recess some more! Such a nice set up for me to sleep. Just a normal school day. What can you expect? I feel that my timetable didn't change much. Oh well. Just stuck with the same routine everyday. Seriously, I feel kinda sick of it. Nothing changes, nothing surprises or shocks me to motivate me to go on. How good if it was still the holidays now.

There is still alot of holiday homework that is left to be done and a few teachers kindly extended their deadlines till tomorrow. The maths/ science/ poa project is screwed up. Nothing seems to be done.

Oh well. I'm tired. Maybe I'll go to sleep for a while and then finish some homework. There's Desperate Housewives tonight. 3 more episodes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111987192772595299?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111987192772595299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111987192772595299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-could-barely-keep-my-eyes-open.html' title='I could barely keep my eyes open'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111946114320512967</id><published>2005-06-23T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T01:25:43.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday!!! Happy birthday to me!!!!!!!!

=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111946114320512967?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111946114320512967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111946114320512967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111946114320512967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111946114320512967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh.html' title='Oh!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111944422240167512</id><published>2005-06-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:43:42.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the eve of my birthday...</title><content type='html'>Just finished a small talk with my mom.

15 years ago, around this time, she was at the hospital, preparing for my delivery. Yes. Haha... And I was not born till around 830am on the next day. 12 hours of pain she exclaimed. Oh well, I guess when I was out, she must have asked "Who the hell is this black monster?!?!" It's true. I saw my photos last time and I was quite dark. And trust me, I was heavy and chubby - weighing at 3.75kg when I was born.

Ah well. Another year older. Supposed to be more sensible. But I did one stupid thing today. I fucking walked into a girl's toilet at Toa Payoh!!! Wtf!!! Was talking to someone on the phone and I guess I was too engrossed in it and I didn't notice. Lucky there was no one inside.

Ok. I'll stop here. More blogging some other time.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111944422240167512?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111944422240167512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111944422240167512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111944422240167512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111944422240167512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-eve-of-my-birthday.html' title='On the eve of my birthday...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111928965547292990</id><published>2005-06-21T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T01:47:35.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are kinda humourous. Really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fileterrier.com/freehosting/chappy/gmail.PNG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fileterrier.com/freehosting/chappy/gmail%20%28Custom%29.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Click on the image to see a bigger version.

Look at the time. I need to start sleeping early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111928965547292990?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111928965547292990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111928965547292990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111928965547292990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111928965547292990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/they-are-kinda-humourous-really.html' title='They are kinda humourous. Really...'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111919320767472995</id><published>2005-06-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T23:00:07.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit lah</title><content type='html'>Still got so many pieces of homework which I did not do. How to finish by the end of the week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111919320767472995?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111919320767472995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111919320767472995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/shit-lah.html' title='Shit lah'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111917854063436523</id><published>2005-06-19T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:56:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it just weird?</title><content type='html'>Your parents love you so much but you only love her... The special someone in your life.


:)


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&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111917854063436523?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111917854063436523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111917854063436523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111917854063436523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111917854063436523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/isnt-it-just-weird.html' title='Isn&apos;t it just weird?'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111894788608232187</id><published>2005-06-17T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T02:51:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I always get distracted?!</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm on the net looking for something, I will end up being somewhere else, doing something else. Either I will be reading some new mobile phones reviews, on cnet.com, or I will be here, blogger.com. And so, all those times when my mom asks me to turn off the comp and I replied with a "5 more minutes!!", it will eventually stretch to half an hour... or maybe one hour... or maybe more...

Oh YEAH, nobody will be home tomorrow. Absoulutely no one. Grandparents will be at Malaysia with my uncle, mom is on business trip and brother will be staying over at his friend's house doing project the whole day. My grandparents and mom will be home on Sunday. Tomorrow, I guess I will be spending the day/night at Joel's place since I hate to stay at home alone. It's not because it gives me the creeps or what, but it's just that you realise that YOU are the ONLY one at home while the others are out there, having fun, or with their friends. It will get bored... Trust me.

Look at the time!!! 2:41am. Kinda late. But I want to sleep past my brother's alarm clock which will ring at 7:15. Anyway, I'm kinda tired so I guess I'll stop here and go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111894788608232187?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111894788608232187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111894788608232187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111894788608232187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111894788608232187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-do-i-always-get-distracted.html' title='Why do I always get distracted?!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111891280741058207</id><published>2005-06-16T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:06:47.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shit.</title><content type='html'>I didn't update for quite a while agian.

I'm feeling lazy to update &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.

Burnout.

What do they call it?

Oh yah. Blog burnout.

Was supposed to go out with &lt;a href="http://www.southzone.net/chappy" target="_blank"&gt;Chappy&lt;/a&gt; to go see his bag. But I doubt we are going anywhere for now. The weather is so hot outside.

Right now...

I'm waiting for my downloads of Desperate Housewives and Bleach to finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111891280741058207?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111891280741058207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111891280741058207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111891280741058207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111891280741058207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-shit.html' title='Oh shit.'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111875183280160218</id><published>2005-06-14T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:23:52.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>I need to find the torrent link for yesterday's episode of Deperate Housewives (episode 20).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111875183280160218?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111875183280160218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111875183280160218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111875183280160218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111875183280160218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111857541959101623</id><published>2005-06-12T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T19:25:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Let me give you a rundown of my day so far:

Slept at 4:20am. Woke up at about 12:10pm today by Joel's sms. Whole morning gone again. Well, sms-ed and talk about alot of crap. Shit lah. My sms over by so many liao. Need to wait for 1 more day before it will be reset.

And so, woke up. Had brunch. And... No one was home. Grandparents went to Malaysia with uncle, mom went out at about 10+ and brother was not home yet (He went out at 4:30am today. Wonder what he's doing).

Supposed to go out with Chappy and Edwin at 1:30. But Mr Chapfallen sms-ed me 20 minutes before that and asked us to meet later. Why? Because he is so in love with his bed (Read: SLEEP!). And then Edwin was told also and I guessed he went to sleep also.

Therefore, I have been sitting in front of my computer from 1+ till now. No one to go out with. Some people had something "MORE IMPORTANT" to attend to (JOEL ZEE!!!!!). And some prefer to go to dreamland with their bed.

And then Chappy sms-ed me again. "Tell Edwin after dinner then go out. I now still sleeping until very 'song'". Hmm... Weird... How can people sms while they are sleeping?!?! A new sleeping disorder: Sleep-sms-ing????

Called Edwin at 4+ and he seems to be just waking up. And now he says he can't make it.


So, there is my day so far. Just sitting in front of the computer for the whole afternoon. Playing games and replying to emails.

Wonder how is the night going to be? Is it going to be gunbounding till 4+ again?

I wonder...


Anyway, it's Miss Panties birthday... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;

Oh yeah. It's Zera's birthday today too... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111857541959101623?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111857541959101623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111857541959101623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111857541959101623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111857541959101623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111856291353313697</id><published>2005-06-12T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T15:57:18.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!! This really cracks me up!</title><content type='html'>All taken from &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/" target="_blank"&gt;urbandictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;:

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;div class="def"&gt;A country where bubblegum is banned, oral sex is banned, owning guns is banned, and sodomy is allowed.&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="example"&gt;Don't go to singapore, I should know, I live there.&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;wolfs rain&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;div class="def"&gt;Similar to when it's raining cats and dogs, except it's raining wolves.&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="example"&gt;Uh, oh, we better get inside, because a wolf's rain is starting.&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span class="number"&gt;&lt;a name="864748"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;&lt;a name="409482"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;antichrist&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;div class="text"&gt;             &lt;div class="def"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="example"&gt;Bill Gates is the Antichrist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;counterstrike&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;div class="def"&gt;A strange and frightening ritual performed by 12-16 year old n00bs online and at LANs that, in many cases, dates back further than the n00bs taking part in it.

In this strange ritual the 12-16 year old n00bs play a primitive form of computer game called 'counterstrike' they break in to two teams named the 'terrorists' and the 'counter terrorists' and attempt to achieve the objective while the other team tries top stop them.

To add to the mystery of this primitive ritual all players in the game spout some form of intangible language that cannot be understood by an outside observer. It is not uncommon to hear such phrases as "i pwnzed j00" "j00 sux0r j00 fkn n00b" "j00 fkn ch34t ill pwnx0r j00r base j00 fkn n00b" and "1 r t3h 1337357!111!!!!11!!1".

When not in the act of playing counterstrike these n00bs hang out in IRC channels where they practice their ancient language and flame anyone who enters from a rival team or clan. If you were to ever join one of these channels you would almost instantly have your sexuality challenged, as this is the biggest insult in the '1337' language.

&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="example"&gt;terrorist: h34d5h0t!1!!!1 j00 R pwnd n00b D13!!!!!1!!
counter terrorist: j00 a1m bot u51ng ch437 n00b, 1 ownx0r j00 b0x0r 1 fkn k1ll j00 n00b
terrorist: 5|-|u7 |_| j00 f4g j00 g0t pwnd!!!
counter terrorist: Ya Mum&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="word"&gt;gunbound&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;div class="def"&gt;1. a fun online game where everyone either says JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA or lah.

2. A game where losers spend 20$ to buy a working aimbot

3. a game where if you are a pro, you are always screaming at noobs

4. a game where if you have no friends, it gets boring easily

&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="example"&gt;1/3. 1337mexican: JAJAJAJAJA
   pr0: ST*U
   pr0: GO PLAY ON THE LATIN SERVERS LAH
   noob: JAJAJAJA!!!!11 lolz.
   noob: what does st*u mean?
   *noob uses shot 1 in aduka match*
   pr0: OMFG CAN YOU READ???
   1337mexican : JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA
   hoogli: press f8 next turn lah
   igivefreeitems: type /m igivefreeitems and then your password, and you get free avatars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111856291353313697?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111856291353313697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111856291353313697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111856291353313697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111856291353313697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/omg-this-really-cracks-me-up.html' title='OMG!! This really cracks me up!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111847221216998157</id><published>2005-06-11T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T14:43:32.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm wasting my life</title><content type='html'>Guess what. I am wasting each passing day now. I sleep late into the afternoon, till about 1pm. Half the day is gone when I wake up. Oh well, but who cares, cos I sleep late too. For the past week, I have not slept BEFORE 2am. Haha.

Anyway, I have been seeing giant moths for the past few weeks, since the start of SA1.

&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/18643773_5977affdcb_o.jpg" /&gt;

There. All these biggie moths. I thought something bad was going to happen. And the last one I saw was on Monday or Tuesday. Saw 2 in school. Saw 2 at the chalet. Blah blah blah...

Anway, I was relieved to see this article in the newspaper this &lt;s&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt; afternoon:

&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27329298@N00/18643557/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/18643557_0c03f6a67e_o.jpg" alt="Mam-mothInvasion" height="287" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Haha. Ok. I admit. I'm a paranoid.  :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111847221216998157?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111847221216998157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111847221216998157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-wasting-my-life.html' title='I&apos;m wasting my life'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111842244455093293</id><published>2005-06-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:54:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes!!! I finally updated again!!!</title><content type='html'>Managed to change the template. Many thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.southzone.net/chappy" target="_blank"&gt;chappy&lt;/a&gt; who got this new layout done nicely and for hosting all my files from now on! :) Thank you.

Ok now. I have not been blogging for a long time and now I seem to have lost the skill of it. It seems that I have not blogged for 10 days. Joel just reminded me that there are only 15/16 days left before the holiday ends. And there are still many things that I have not done. Like watching movie (I have not watched one for so long): Mr &amp; Mrs Smith, Madagascar and Hitchhiker.

Not many things happened these few days. It's not that I want something bad to happen or what. But holidays are starting to get kinda boring. Well, of course there are homework to be done, but I'm trying to deny this fact now.

Oh ya. Remember when LTA said that the middle alphabet a carplate number would not be a vowel? So you cant have carplates like SEX 1234 S. And so, how do people try to out smart that?
The answer:

&lt;img src="http://www.southzone.net/chappy/files2/carplate.jpg" /&gt;
SE 1 X!!!

Haha. Kinda smart and stupid actually. Smart because they found a way to get around the problem and stupid cos it's not cheap to bid for a carplate like that.

Oh well. It's late now and I think I will stop here. I will try to update as normal again. Check back often!  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111842244455093293?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/feeds/111842244455093293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9237967&amp;postID=111842244455093293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111842244455093293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111842244455093293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-yes-i-finally-updated-again.html' title='Oh yes!!! I finally updated again!!!'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111759353176255610</id><published>2005-06-01T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T10:38:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going chalet</title><content type='html'>Will be back on Friday. No updates till then.

Bye.

;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111759353176255610?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111759353176255610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111759353176255610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/06/going-chalet.html' title='Going chalet'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9237967.post-111719346886509037</id><published>2005-05-27T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:17:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no. This is bad</title><content type='html'>Shit. My image server is down. Which means there would be no images for awhile. So, please bear with the red crosses while I try to fix the problem.

Anyway, I'm stil kinda happy cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Whoohoo... But the still have to go back to school on tuesday to collect results.

Ok. The June holidays are here. I seem to have many things to do.

First, there are the numerous amount of projects and holiday assignment. There is the Science and Maths project. Seriously, like &lt;a href="http://journal.garyler.info/?p=16" target="_blank"&gt;Gary&lt;/a&gt;, I have been thinking of giving something so big to do. But I am lazy and in the end, everything would not be up to my expectations and then crappy work would come in. Then there is also the Social Studies Project. Must take some photos. And finally, Design &amp;amp; Technology = doing some folio-related work.

Then there are also assignments from POA, English, Chinese, Maths, Chemistry and Social Studies again (please tell me if I have missed out on anything).

But then there is also the chalet which I would be going to on 1st, 2nd and 3rd of June. Then there is the PC Show which I would go to after the chalet. And Fiona is also coming back for 4 days on the second week.

However, the most important thing is that...
&lt;span style="font-size:60;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY IS APPROACHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;

And I most probably would be getting my IC when school reopens.

:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9237967-111719346886509037?l=exit41.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111719346886509037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9237967/posts/default/111719346886509037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exit41.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-no-this-is-bad.html' title='Oh no. This is bad'/><author><name>sz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698876773889343259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
