<?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-6407109862456544839</id><updated>2011-12-30T21:37:28.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><subtitle type='html'>I wanna fuck the world. Or get fucked by it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8749060417459029262</id><published>2011-12-30T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:37:28.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of 2011: Lessons Learnt.</title><content type='html'>2011 hasn't been much of a good year. Many things happened, positive and negative. But it just seemed like there were more negative ones than positive. So I thought, perhaps it is the time of the year to really sit down and think through some things, take some time out and reflect seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSdnjZAZJmg/Tv6eo6VAxfI/AAAAAAAABLM/Ky8FL4lscuU/s1600/IMG_5816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSdnjZAZJmg/Tv6eo6VAxfI/AAAAAAAABLM/Ky8FL4lscuU/s320/IMG_5816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692161404732229106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 came out to be a year which felt wasted. Perhaps it was some sort of a long ORD break. ORD came in Feb, after which was much nuaing and planning for a crazy Europe backpacking trip. ORD was kinda bittersweet. 2 years of life in army had been good I must admit. I was lucky enough to get a slack job, meeting new people, and also trying to understand myself and how the world works a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Europe trip was done with Ben, Subra and Louis. I just can't help but feel that the trip was outright suay for me. Getting pickpocketed and managing to escape, yet unlucky a second time with my entire bag stolen. Camera, iPod, notes I jotted down throughout the trip together with contacts of many people we've met along the way, all lost. Young and reckless? I still don't think that it's my fault, the thieves were just too professional. Perhaps it's just not something that Singaporeans (coming from such a safe city) would ever understand, the importance of guarding your own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, looking back, there were still good times of getting shocked at the size of the pissing boy in Belgium, getting zonked out in Amsterdam, getting blown away on the ferry in Hamburg, getting blown away (again) by the BG in Berlin, stunned by the quirky weather of Dresden, wowed by the sheer beauty of the city of Prague, knowing that there's the UFO bridge in Bratislava, having the massive Hungarian meal in Budapest, getting lost in the complex waterways of Venice, impossible number of poses with the leaning tower in Pisa, visiting Michelangelo's David (fake) in Florence, the rich history of Rome, the most beautiful side of Mother Nature in Interlaken and finally with my bag getting stolen in Paris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most favouritest city has got to be Interlaken, a clear winner with its quiet surroundings, friendly people and the stunning Alpine Alps. There is no doubt I'll be back again, definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back from the long trip was some time left to recuperate before school started. Lost quite a bit of weight during the entire trip. The best decision during this period of May to July was probably an impromptu decision to go to Bali with Kai Keng. My first time flying alone. Waited at the cui airport alone for several hours as we were taking different flights. Nevertheless, the wait was worth it when we reached our accommodations. Bali is a beautiful city with endless beaches and rich history. Excellent place to wind down and relax before the sheer hecticness of uni life awaits me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started and ended in a flurry. 4 months, not quite knowing what I've actually learned, not quite knowing friends, not quite doing anything at all. It all felt too fast, too furious. Maybe I should try to find what i truly am interested in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, 2011 made me feel like a cat. Sleep, eat, wake up, crawl around, sit around, fall asleep.. Didn't accomplish much at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope 2012 would be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8749060417459029262?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8749060417459029262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8749060417459029262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8749060417459029262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8749060417459029262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-of-2011-lessons-learnt.html' title='Last of 2011: Lessons Learnt.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSdnjZAZJmg/Tv6eo6VAxfI/AAAAAAAABLM/Ky8FL4lscuU/s72-c/IMG_5816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4025257351797217821</id><published>2010-07-31T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:45:22.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading of the Skies.</title><content type='html'>Alright dudes. I'll be gone for bk 2 weeks again. fml fml fml. Don't really know what to say now.. just 3 hours away from going to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway teo pkk and me decided to chop off our sinful hairs before bk. And we werent too rich so decided to heed mojojojo's advice to go somewhere with 5 bucks haircut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pkk got the best haircut. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TGurmpzx_QI/AAAAAAAABKo/B6LDbDk7TDg/s1600/IMG_0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TGurmpzx_QI/AAAAAAAABKo/B6LDbDk7TDg/s320/IMG_0404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506683649936981250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT.&lt;br /&gt;SIGHZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4025257351797217821?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4025257351797217821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4025257351797217821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4025257351797217821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4025257351797217821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/07/fading-of-skies.html' title='Fading of the Skies.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TGurmpzx_QI/AAAAAAAABKo/B6LDbDk7TDg/s72-c/IMG_0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5222963947851810857</id><published>2010-07-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:32:07.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Op. 9 No. 2</title><content type='html'>It was a fine afternoon which after much delay, we finally arrived at our destination to fly kite. Yup fly kite. So there's the picture with lotsa kites in the beautiful blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGeZdsgaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/-Sk0h8ID-q8/s1600/IMG_3684e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGeZdsgaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/-Sk0h8ID-q8/s320/IMG_3684e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492498708600488354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's kumar and muthu prancing around the endless grassland trying to fly the budget $2 kite. Isn't it just sweet to see friends working hand in hand to get something done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGe4q8wcI/AAAAAAAABJY/bFIovAr38Fw/s1600/IMG_3688e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGe4q8wcI/AAAAAAAABJY/bFIovAr38Fw/s320/IMG_3688e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492498716977578434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at just how skillful mr xiaoyi is at making ms tracey laugh. Don't you just feel like laughing together with them now? Let's all laugh together now- Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfB-WyhI/AAAAAAAABJg/CUF_gvK0EFY/s1600/IMG_3704ece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfB-WyhI/AAAAAAAABJg/CUF_gvK0EFY/s320/IMG_3704ece.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492498719474895378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The budget kite did manage to fly up super high at least once- 50m + 35m = 85m in the sky and after that it got tangled with a bee kite and it went down.. and down.. into the sea -.- lol. But like how life is full of surprises, we manage to catch the first ndp rehearsal for this year! So there were the fighter jets and helicopters and of course the fireworks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfYCyE-I/AAAAAAAABJo/HWhi4ONrgNs/s1600/IMG_3719ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfYCyE-I/AAAAAAAABJo/HWhi4ONrgNs/s320/IMG_3719ee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492498725399040994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a long long time, finally the latecomer came. Here's a special picture for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfkOcH7I/AAAAAAAABJw/2zumYvTxFFE/s1600/IMG_3768e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGfkOcH7I/AAAAAAAABJw/2zumYvTxFFE/s320/IMG_3768e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492498728669159346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, we went down to a REAL ndp rehearsal thanks to LEON CHER for the tickets! There was jek xiaoyi kurniawan and me. Wasn't exactly a very nice parade thanks to the drizzle, heat and the squeeziness of the seats. But nevertheless, there were still a few very exciting moments-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who will be performing at the parade! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHb-C6xUI/AAAAAAAABJ4/xhCH3NRKLAc/s1600/IMG_3830e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHb-C6xUI/AAAAAAAABJ4/xhCH3NRKLAc/s320/IMG_3830e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492499766392309058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GASP. Wise words from a wise man indeed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHcRub9QI/AAAAAAAABKA/oQ8TrGnPHA0/s1600/IMG_3856e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHcRub9QI/AAAAAAAABKA/oQ8TrGnPHA0/s320/IMG_3856e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492499771675112706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then timbre with a couple of drinks and good company. Pretty chillax. Tried a new bulmer cider which good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHdq194tI/AAAAAAAABKY/7m4YebzCdwA/s1600/IMG_3883e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHdq194tI/AAAAAAAABKY/7m4YebzCdwA/s320/IMG_3883e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492499795597451986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHdY3gQlI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GN03Fv8d57M/s1600/IMG_3875e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHdY3gQlI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GN03Fv8d57M/s320/IMG_3875e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492499790772060754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHcm-5X1I/AAAAAAAABKI/s53MfbQ4o2Y/s1600/IMG_3871e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlHcm-5X1I/AAAAAAAABKI/s53MfbQ4o2Y/s320/IMG_3871e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492499777381293906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlIhGcAk_I/AAAAAAAABKg/0mEgqdB3sH8/s1600/IMG_3893e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlIhGcAk_I/AAAAAAAABKg/0mEgqdB3sH8/s320/IMG_3893e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492500954056004594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5222963947851810857?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5222963947851810857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5222963947851810857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5222963947851810857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5222963947851810857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/07/op-9-no-2.html' title='Op. 9 No. 2'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/TDlGeZdsgaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/-Sk0h8ID-q8/s72-c/IMG_3684e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3978669189718178450</id><published>2010-06-13T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T08:02:02.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGIC.</title><content type='html'>I can guess your birthday in 10 steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Multiply the number of the day on which you were born by 5.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add 17.&lt;br /&gt;3. Double the answer.&lt;br /&gt;4. Subtract 13.&lt;br /&gt;5. Multiply by 5&lt;br /&gt;6. Subtract 8.&lt;br /&gt;7. Double the answer.&lt;br /&gt;8. Add 9&lt;br /&gt;9. Add the number of the month in which you were born.&lt;br /&gt;10.Subtract 203. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Be so afraid. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3978669189718178450?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3978669189718178450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3978669189718178450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3978669189718178450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3978669189718178450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/06/magic.html' title='MAGIC.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7989486128794273608</id><published>2010-06-04T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:15:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAH OH RIGHT OH DAMN.</title><content type='html'>Can somebody please give the YOG comittee a &lt;strong&gt;good shake &lt;/strong&gt;to wake up their idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's already bad enough that the cheer didn't get vetted by someone, or just &lt;em&gt;anybody&lt;/em&gt;, with even the slightest pinch of musical aptitude. Okay, then this cheer just got approved by who-knows-who and the best part- it starts getting into the radio. You know, everytime I heard this &lt;em&gt;OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH&lt;/em&gt; going on, I'll go into a state of involuntary spasm to annihilate the radio. Yes, ANNIHILATE. The worst part is when I am in the car, cos I can't really kick the radio in the car cos the speakers are everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad enough already, they even came up with some dance moves. Picture speaks a thousand words, YouTube speaks a billion. So just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvfsIeqttk0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvfsIeqttk0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0:32&lt;/strong&gt;- This girl in grey gives the you-got-to-be-kidding-me look and secretly sniggers at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0:44&lt;/strong&gt;- This guy in a dark blue polo gives the serious i've-got-to-take-a-video-of-this-epic-joke-to-post-on-youtube look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:58&lt;/strong&gt;- [left] The lady was obviously cheated by all the noise into wasting energy to walk to the side of the shopping mall to watch erm.. I don't really know how to describe. [centre] Clearly amused, but is this cheer suppose to be funny? [right] Even the old auntie is amused. You can even see her nodding in approval. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:02&lt;/strong&gt;- I guess the breakdance was there to diffuse the tense and awkward situation cos I don't suppose everybody can breakdance. But even that was quite epic fail. You can see this guy second from bottom left in light blue polo and brown pants who was clearly lost, or either that he just fumbled. The guy on his right was even better! He stood up for a second and realised that everybody was posing so he decided to jump around to &lt;em&gt;act 參加&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy if they can just stop playing the cheer on the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, FAOCC and safari is finally over so.. HELLO LULL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7989486128794273608?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7989486128794273608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7989486128794273608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7989486128794273608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7989486128794273608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-yeah-oh-right-oh-damn.html' title='OH YEAH OH RIGHT OH DAMN.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-177150914180358541</id><published>2010-05-28T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:17:19.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8th ASC.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my first batch of trainees passed out. Didn't manage to go for the parade even though I wanted to, due to FAOCC trainings. Looking at some of their facebook comments about them passing out made me rather disappointed. I wondered if it was due to the instructors' poor ability to manage this small group of trainees or was it just purely their attitude towards the course. I recalled being at least rather happy and proud to finally pass out as a specialist, even though, not as an officer. But I could see the pride and joys of being a specialist, things that an officer could never get to experience and do. Rank was never an issue, as I knew that respect needed to be earned, whereas rank was just this flabby piece of cloth we all wear on our uniform. So far, I've seen my fair share of things in the army. I believe nobody dare disagree with me that a cui officer is still better than a zai spec/man. Seriously, some man are much better than officers and they end up being man perhaps due to their educational level. This is one part which I disagree with how the army operates, splitting the rank system into officers and wospecs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days of exsafari then it's finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMERLULL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-177150914180358541?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/177150914180358541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=177150914180358541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/177150914180358541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/177150914180358541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/05/8th-asc.html' title='8th ASC.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1731853306115353530</id><published>2010-04-04T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:05:50.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD blog.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I feel that my super mundane life does not do any justice to this poor little blog of mine. It's like almost dead.. But occasionally I'll come over and conduct some kind of CPR on it, then it'll surge back to life. Sigh but what to do. I am already trying my best to spice up my life with random events. Like forcing myself to go for nightsout instead of just lazing around in bunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love long weekends. Long weekends = Shorter work week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Good Friday. How I wish that everyday is Good. Good Monday, Good Tuesday, Good Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally something cool happened to me. Went to the first ever bloggers' symposium organised by nuffnang and joined the photo contest. AND I WON!.. THE S90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S7iqiRbHrJI/AAAAAAAABJI/mxq_Zh6rgF4/s1600/IMG_2531e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S7iqiRbHrJI/AAAAAAAABJI/mxq_Zh6rgF4/s320/IMG_2531e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456298454328781970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll bring me some joy and fun. And thanks to Jack and Ryan for going there with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing guard again this friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and talking about the flying fish in my last post, 0185 appeared TWICE in previous week's 4D results. Of course numbers not in exact order. Talk about DIVINE INTERVENTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs can't fly. &lt;strong&gt;Fishes can&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1731853306115353530?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1731853306115353530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1731853306115353530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1731853306115353530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1731853306115353530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/04/dead-blog.html' title='DEAD blog.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S7iqiRbHrJI/AAAAAAAABJI/mxq_Zh6rgF4/s72-c/IMG_2531e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6260300766511914320</id><published>2010-03-13T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:04:53.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>0185.</title><content type='html'>It hasn't been raining since a long long time. But last week, the first drops of rain finally came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with a fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, there was a rather big fish at the rooftop and none of us could come up with a logical explaination of how a rather big fish could end up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it flying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to buy 4D. But seems like it wasn't a sign divine enough for anything so powerful like all the weapon instructors to get a windfall of 5k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. To think I was excited for awhile at 7pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6260300766511914320?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6260300766511914320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6260300766511914320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6260300766511914320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6260300766511914320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/03/0185.html' title='0185.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5024861374293174505</id><published>2010-02-27T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T22:12:58.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. You Walk.</title><content type='html'>It seems to have been quite awhile since everything else. The first stay-in week after a long while had hit me in the head much harder than I thought it would. Thank God for the nights out. The lethal combination of that with the scorching sun really made the week quite sianed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some plans to do some new stuffs but not too sure where they are heading towards yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a cold shower now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5024861374293174505?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5024861374293174505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5024861374293174505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5024861374293174505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5024861374293174505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes-you-walk.html' title='Yes. You Walk.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8107277412108515132</id><published>2010-02-20T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:18:16.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Lie Awake And Miss You.</title><content type='html'>The worst feeling is to get betrayed by your own friend and still be left in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New trainees are finally here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8107277412108515132?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8107277412108515132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8107277412108515132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8107277412108515132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8107277412108515132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheap-perfume.html' title='And I Lie Awake And Miss You.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4447303893453440241</id><published>2010-02-02T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:12:33.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOMZ.</title><content type='html'>No more Battleking (for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S2j3jWBC_mI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZE-v3JwBeAU/s1600-h/IMG_0363ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S2j3jWBC_mI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZE-v3JwBeAU/s320/IMG_0363ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433865136999956066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till soon again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4447303893453440241?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4447303893453440241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4447303893453440241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4447303893453440241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4447303893453440241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/02/boomz.html' title='BOOMZ.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S2j3jWBC_mI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZE-v3JwBeAU/s72-c/IMG_0363ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8202919088862293953</id><published>2010-01-08T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:11:08.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ต่อคนข้างกายฉันที่ยังคงเดินด้วยกัน</title><content type='html'>Adiós, my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S0gP1UzxaBI/AAAAAAAABI4/u9Bessrq4oY/s1600-h/1092548-Thai_BeautySrirachaChonburi-Thailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S0gP1UzxaBI/AAAAAAAABI4/u9Bessrq4oY/s320/1092548-Thai_BeautySrirachaChonburi-Thailand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424603159961102354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, ลาก่อน , my friends.&lt;br /&gt;See you guys in 3 weeks' time. I am off to a loooong holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8202919088862293953?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8202919088862293953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8202919088862293953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8202919088862293953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8202919088862293953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='ต่อคนข้างกายฉันที่ยังคงเดินด้วยกัน'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/S0gP1UzxaBI/AAAAAAAABI4/u9Bessrq4oY/s72-c/1092548-Thai_BeautySrirachaChonburi-Thailand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2112786657806183758</id><published>2009-12-30T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:37:44.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last.</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year again- The last day of the year. Today, this day of the year feels exceptionally uncanny. There's like this tingling sensation that something's gonna happen to me soon or something like that. I guess I should just ignore it huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SzuPOh7i_0I/AAAAAAAABIw/eeZ6YVL2dO4/s1600-h/P1050040ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SzuPOh7i_0I/AAAAAAAABIw/eeZ6YVL2dO4/s320/P1050040ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421084056259592002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I felt about this day of the year just a couple of years ago. It should be mostly worrying about school starting.. But knowing it's not exactly the start of school cos eve means the next day is still a public holiday = no school. But this year, I don't seem to have much to worry about. Possibly, it could be due to the ALLS also known as the Acute Lan Lan Syndrome that I've attained over the last 4 weeks. Everyday is just play chinese chess, play monopoly deal, and occasional joy rides within camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running through my blog for this entire year, I shall list down some major personal achievements/ milestones for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;1. Working at Isetan + OOTB.&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting my Class 3 (read: &lt;strong&gt;MAJOR ACHIEVEMENT!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Learning to swim 50m&lt;br /&gt;4. Shaving botak&lt;br /&gt;5. BMT, BSLC, AI&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting stung a grand total of &lt;strong&gt;6 times &lt;/strong&gt;by oversized mosquitoes like hornets + wasps&lt;br /&gt;7. 8.56 + 7.25&lt;br /&gt;8. Best trainee&lt;br /&gt;9. Instructor&lt;br /&gt;10. Being totally soaked in diesel for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok only 10. Seems like a pretty bland and monotonous year with not much ups and downs, so much so I even had to write some poppycock for point 10. On a blogger scale, this year was only half as titillating as 2008 as I had 2 times less number of posts. Anyways, I am a little tired already so i'll just leave the new year resolution thingy for tml (or tml tml) cos this kinda things are suppose to be for the new year right? Right. Woke up at 6 and drove all the way to camp on a off day cos I had duties. And all the way back after 20 minutes. No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and savour every moment of the &lt;em&gt;last day of 2009&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2112786657806183758?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2112786657806183758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2112786657806183758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2112786657806183758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2112786657806183758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-last.html' title='At Last.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SzuPOh7i_0I/AAAAAAAABIw/eeZ6YVL2dO4/s72-c/P1050040ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8397778054080610789</id><published>2009-12-12T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:01:43.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Ok shall do a little update on my life since I know I haven't been blogging for quite awhile. (wake up call thanks to recee tan xy) But before which I shall do some editting to my previous post so that SOMEONE can finally stop disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally passed out as a sergeant. Don't exactly feel too much of a happiness except that we can finally ba long long walk around the camp now which really makes me quite happy I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the highlight of the parade was the fireworks of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZYjNJj6I/AAAAAAAABIY/QHM8Fy0kToU/s1600-h/IMG_1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZYjNJj6I/AAAAAAAABIY/QHM8Fy0kToU/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414410192819949474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at all the excited parents taking photographs of the fireworks, except that they didn't quite know that those were in fact no ordinary civilian pyrotechnics, but military ones aka budget ones known as trip flares. But oh wells, I guess they achieved the end result they wanted which was to stimulate the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZY2F_GaI/AAAAAAAABIg/7YaYhugiLSA/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZY2F_GaI/AAAAAAAABIg/7YaYhugiLSA/s320/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414410197890177442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me. Yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went out with terence to deemonise emo kong. It was a night with lots of cheap and good food which made our stomach happy. Just look that kong's satisfied face sucking his thumb. All emoness gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZZNtghEI/AAAAAAAABIo/jwt-oO-M6VI/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZZNtghEI/AAAAAAAABIo/jwt-oO-M6VI/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414410204229960770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was timbre @ ecp which was officially known as mobile timbre with mini S51. Already a cui name to start out with, the whole place was rather cui. Here are &lt;strong&gt;5 reasons &lt;/strong&gt;why you should not go timbre ecp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Super ulu location. Even our dear organiser got lost together with her apparently in-built gps friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Super unchillax feel. Looks and feels like a makeshift army HQ during ops. Thanks but no thanks I don't wanna get reminded that im in the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Super uncomfortable benches and low tables. Left me crouching through the night with a painful ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Super alot of mosquitoes. *scratch scratch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;Poor service. No thanks you. No smiles. Slow. Very slow. FORGOT TO RETURN CREDIT CARD. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this mobile timbre i read, as its' name suggests, will move around to different locations. I suppose this is one of the things that looks good on paper which will make bosses happy but on the ground in reality, the result can never be anymore devastating. Timbre has already been rather stagnant about the bands playing there. It always seem to be the same and not much effort seems to be put into searching for new talents. Now with this mobile timbre coming up, I can foresee plenty of problem it has created for itself. Poor location, poor staffs due to lack of training/ constantly changing staffs = poor service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least there was great company for the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8397778054080610789?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8397778054080610789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8397778054080610789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8397778054080610789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8397778054080610789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SyPZYjNJj6I/AAAAAAAABIY/QHM8Fy0kToU/s72-c/IMG_1227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-197242697980694099</id><published>2009-11-19T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:02:05.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embed- Forward.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SwVKXSV3pGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Mf6YV1qBa9A/s1600/IMG_0069c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SwVKXSV3pGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Mf6YV1qBa9A/s320/IMG_0069c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405808691649160290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. 13 weeks course has finally ended. Giant was over in a flash last week, return stores and more stores and more area cleaning and it's over. It has been a real good time with all my coursemates, especially detachment 3 peeps. This is for you guys man, every single one; the lengendary buddies- legend himself and qiren, ah beng nicholas, emo kong, smart sampson, corporal major jason, jeremy SU and master warrant yap. We've been the bestest detachment, best buddies, the most bonded detachment I dare say. For all of that, here's a toast to all of you guys. I couldn't have asked for anything more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SwU387Cdo8I/AAAAAAAABII/cMVxKcpHwW8/s1600/beer_toast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SwU387Cdo8I/AAAAAAAABII/cMVxKcpHwW8/s320/beer_toast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405788447507850178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this entire course, I've seen good instructors and bad ones. Having been chosen to be the next batch of instructors, I'll definitely strive to become one who is closer to my trainees and one who knows when to be serious and when to more relax. That's one point of the FH course which I hope im able to change. There should be more to change but guess i'll leave that for after i get more into my new job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's still sianess. While the others have a super long weekend, instructors still have to report back to camp on friday and monday. Super ZZZ. Oh wells, at least the off will be returned to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, i seem to have really learned quite abit throughout the FH course. &lt;strong&gt;When the going gets tough, hang on, and believe that there's something bigger out there for you to reach out for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-197242697980694099?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/197242697980694099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=197242697980694099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/197242697980694099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/197242697980694099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/11/embed-forward.html' title='Embed- Forward.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SwVKXSV3pGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Mf6YV1qBa9A/s72-c/IMG_0069c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5550511539694880854</id><published>2009-11-01T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:27:17.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me Your Secrets.</title><content type='html'>I figured I should blog since I have nothing much better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Su1Ccm6WmTI/AAAAAAAABIA/q1MjRqV91cQ/s1600-h/IMG_8844ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Su1Ccm6WmTI/AAAAAAAABIA/q1MjRqV91cQ/s320/IMG_8844ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399044587536161074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps, the end is finally drawing nearer and nearer. The past week has been real slack with 2 nights out. However so, I still kena a whole lot of diesel poured down on me which made me highly flammable for about the 3 hours that I was stuck with the admin tee. Not a truely fun experience seriously man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of burning that admin tee now. LOL. But still finding a proper place to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming week's gonna be quite slack too, but with lots of PT punched in, probably since cause IPPT and SOC is finally over. Possible night out nights are on monnight and wednesnight. Nights out really does make the week seem much, much shorter and bearable. Perhaps they should introduce night out during outfield. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booking in again soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5550511539694880854?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5550511539694880854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5550511539694880854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5550511539694880854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5550511539694880854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-your-secrets.html' title='Tell Me Your Secrets.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Su1Ccm6WmTI/AAAAAAAABIA/q1MjRqV91cQ/s72-c/IMG_8844ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-499011112972900881</id><published>2009-10-16T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:46:00.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer.</title><content type='html'>I just realised that 8 weeks have already passed. 7th ASC is so close to passing out alreadying YESSSSSSS!!! What's left to do are some lan lan stuffs and the final ExGiant which wouldn't be as bad as LayEx cos it's with slack gunnery. So it'll just probably be deploy ---------&gt; slack ---------&gt; mission. Note the long slacking arrows HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LayEx last week was super tiring although it was short. Only ended well past midnight and there was still guard to do and mosquitoes/ sandflies to defend against. As usual, my sexy B+ blood never seem any more attractive to them and my pathetic mosquito net was too weak to block them out. Honestly speaking, I was so tired I totally forgot about another great invention called THE MOSQUITO REPELLENT. Damn. Got to learn alot more about actual outfield deployments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GK test was quite kickless. No wonder there wasn't any re-test scheduled for it. I expected much more but LayEx drained me so much to the extent I made some stupid mistakes. But oh wells, pass can already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the grueling, punishing weeks are over. &lt;strong&gt;IT IS TIME FOR SOME GOOD BREAK!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who's on for some &lt;em&gt;vigorous chillax&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-499011112972900881?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/499011112972900881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=499011112972900881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/499011112972900881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/499011112972900881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/10/closer.html' title='Closer.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3364763323063551706</id><published>2009-10-10T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:02:01.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lan Lan.</title><content type='html'>Next week and it's finally gonna be 2 months down. It's so close already, yet it still seem so far away. I know I must enjoy my "last few" weeks as a trainee but sometimes, the instructors can be damn unreasonable which makes me damn pissed off. Trying to nitpick on us just to tekan us is just plain stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having woke up with a stiff neck and sprained finger made me miss 1 SOC training last week. Next week's gonna be real fast and furious with LayEx and GK test coming up. Really looking backwards to next week cos it's just damn sian. Hopefully the weather will be forgiving to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, it'll be just more of thumbs to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/StA-SuFgQZI/AAAAAAAABH4/6cpexJtF_Qk/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/StA-SuFgQZI/AAAAAAAABH4/6cpexJtF_Qk/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390877245292167570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if i've enough thumbs to hold me through the next week. Having this random urge to dye my hair again. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3364763323063551706?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3364763323063551706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3364763323063551706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3364763323063551706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3364763323063551706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/10/lan-lan.html' title='Lan Lan.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/StA-SuFgQZI/AAAAAAAABH4/6cpexJtF_Qk/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3285803022948072410</id><published>2009-09-25T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:56:18.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Below 9.</title><content type='html'>But still far away. 8.59. 243. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD GIVE ME &lt;strong&gt;STRENGTHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3285803022948072410?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3285803022948072410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3285803022948072410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3285803022948072410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3285803022948072410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-below-9.html' title='Finally Below 9.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2023644581529020441</id><published>2009-09-18T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:43:33.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Directions.</title><content type='html'>Everything flows. Nothing stands still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SrO0IruDq8I/AAAAAAAABHw/a2FAkroFVKU/s1600-h/IMG_0610ebnwc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SrO0IruDq8I/AAAAAAAABHw/a2FAkroFVKU/s320/IMG_0610ebnwc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382844040905731010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people whom we will meet everyday in our lives. Our parents, relatives not by choice. Our direct circle of friends whom could be by choice or not. And sometimes random people we come across each and every other day. One similarity amongst all these people is that there have the ability to affect you in one way or another, minor or major. These people are the ones who influence your life, your way of living each day. You'll grow attached to them, creating new ones and strengthening old ones as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when these people change, when you and I change, the bonds between them will definitely be affected. There are only 24 hours each day, there are no 25 hours in a day- when changes occur, these bonds will have to be adjusted, to fit new ones, to remove old ones, or even to make space for stronger, larger bonds. It is not possible to keep having new bonds, yet keeping existing ones equally strong or even stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 1 month has been one with rapid changes. Meeting new friends from FH, meeting new instructors from FH, catching up with old pals in uni, bmt and sispec, it has been quite a powerful tornado across my life. It's time to get things together, back into focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;em&gt;new directions&lt;/em&gt; in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2023644581529020441?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2023644581529020441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2023644581529020441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2023644581529020441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2023644581529020441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-directions.html' title='New Directions.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SrO0IruDq8I/AAAAAAAABHw/a2FAkroFVKU/s72-c/IMG_0610ebnwc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6976786914040629300</id><published>2009-09-12T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:32:21.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much.</title><content type='html'>Another week has passed already. 3 down, 10 left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a rather peaceful week without much happening other than people smuggling drugs into camp from a mcdelivery man by climbing up the gate using a table from the guard room. Rather hilarious but I guess it's all about the covering your own ass (CYOA) culture in the Calfed Forces. Let's hope the great frsm is logical enough to let them off with a warning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some practical revisions and ADT tests. Didn't turn out too badly but wasn't too well either. Hope im still on track. MG's up next and that shouldn't take too long bah.. The coming week should be even more peaceful and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite bored now. Anybody wanna go out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6976786914040629300?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6976786914040629300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6976786914040629300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6976786914040629300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6976786914040629300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing Much.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8360566914941773007</id><published>2009-09-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:02:33.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time-Travel.</title><content type='html'>Nope. I don't think I'll ever marry someone who'll always disappear and appear randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. No.. I'll miss her way too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8360566914941773007?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8360566914941773007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8360566914941773007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8360566914941773007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8360566914941773007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-travel.html' title='Time-Travel.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-58558840721089085</id><published>2009-09-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:19:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylaisation.</title><content type='html'>Eh. What's with Kaylas nowadays ah. Not really funny when everybody on fb start turning into Kaylas. There's Kayla Ng at first.. Then now there's Kayla Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQbAYA0iI/AAAAAAAABHg/EADheXr7M64/s1600-h/yuting.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQbAYA0iI/AAAAAAAABHg/EADheXr7M64/s320/yuting.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377878961177023010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQagWdc-I/AAAAAAAABHY/onbZ40eebRE/s1600-h/wuyue.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQagWdc-I/AAAAAAAABHY/onbZ40eebRE/s320/wuyue.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377878952580576226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got stung by another poisonous flying creature again. 3rd time for a wasp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQbVHg2FI/AAAAAAAABHo/dT5zc78aIeo/s1600-h/hornet431x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQbVHg2FI/AAAAAAAABHo/dT5zc78aIeo/s320/hornet431x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377878966744963154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you wasp. I told you to stop giving me that stupid face. Ok ok i know that's not really the wasp's face but im too lazy to go look for another wasp face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid wasp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-58558840721089085?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/58558840721089085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=58558840721089085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/58558840721089085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/58558840721089085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaylaisation.html' title='Kaylaisation.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SqIQbAYA0iI/AAAAAAAABHg/EADheXr7M64/s72-c/yuting.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7994333161244675910</id><published>2009-08-30T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:04:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need To Get Drunk.</title><content type='html'>sian. this shall be a super informal, random, and blaberrish. i hate my course. i hate myself for getting stuck in such a sucky course even though all my friends are in good courses. i hate to see other ppl in slack courses. i cannot stand seeing ppl slacking when im in push up position. i dont want to be in my course. i hate booking in. i hate being tsm. i hate being stressed out over a gun. i hate everybody in my course. not my coursemates of course. i hate doing push ups at every destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHSHHSKD@#$#@@%$t^^%e$#%$tsFGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7994333161244675910?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7994333161244675910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7994333161244675910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7994333161244675910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7994333161244675910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-to-get-drunk.html' title='I Need To Get Drunk.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1988051307577959459</id><published>2009-08-22T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:11:00.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Mr Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>This break has been a rather eventful one, albeit a little short. Today is already the last day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporting to a new camp tml. New vocation, new things to do, new stuffs to learn, new people to meet. Wonder how things will go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a little drop would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SpCyeXCRKPI/AAAAAAAABHQ/xLm96nOYL5k/s1600-h/P1070364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SpCyeXCRKPI/AAAAAAAABHQ/xLm96nOYL5k/s320/P1070364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372990590102350066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAVEMEFROMTHEARMYSUCKSSS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1988051307577959459?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1988051307577959459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1988051307577959459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1988051307577959459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1988051307577959459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/08/farewell-mr-hiatus.html' title='Farewell, Mr Hiatus.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SpCyeXCRKPI/AAAAAAAABHQ/xLm96nOYL5k/s72-c/P1070364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5037649659078298564</id><published>2009-08-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:39:55.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Graduation From BSLC.</title><content type='html'>Ok so that's that. Goodbye BSLC. Goodbye sispec. Maybe someday i'll return there for ps course. Got posted to Artillery. Thank God for no ASLC. Seems like i made the right choice to not go ocs and chiong. But still don't know yet.. Have to see how things go in a week's time. Khatib Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway had abit of good fun after passing out. It was Ivan's house straight away after booking out. Pity the unworking ps3 but we still enjoyed pooling and sleeping around. Especially Willy who spent 3 hours playing by himself to find out the wonders of pool. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHQ6GpFRI/AAAAAAAABG4/41OcJ_mTshY/s1600-h/5500_145658230829_526885829_3439360_6495345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHQ6GpFRI/AAAAAAAABG4/41OcJ_mTshY/s320/5500_145658230829_526885829_3439360_6495345_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370972755160798482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dear wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHRTRVDsI/AAAAAAAABHA/d2noBBxs-_Q/s1600-h/5500_145658500829_526885829_3439407_5650860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHRTRVDsI/AAAAAAAABHA/d2noBBxs-_Q/s320/5500_145658500829_526885829_3439407_5650860_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370972761916509890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dear wife 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHRmJT5cI/AAAAAAAABHI/8JbnkzNes7A/s1600-h/5500_145658235829_526885829_3439361_7529887_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHRmJT5cI/AAAAAAAABHI/8JbnkzNes7A/s320/5500_145658235829_526885829_3439361_7529887_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370972766983153090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to play good pool :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5037649659078298564?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5037649659078298564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5037649659078298564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5037649659078298564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5037649659078298564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/08/official-graduation-from-bslc.html' title='Official Graduation From BSLC.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SomHQ6GpFRI/AAAAAAAABG4/41OcJ_mTshY/s72-c/5500_145658230829_526885829_3439360_6495345_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8650340773984712592</id><published>2009-08-09T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:00:37.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unofficial Graduation from BSLC.</title><content type='html'>Okay finally completed the gruelling 28km march. It wasn't all that bad, weather was almost perfect- cloudy and occasional wind, save the random moments of intense heat. Perhaps it was just the lack of conditioning, we haven't done anything more than a mere 4km march since forever. Oh well, honestly speaking i'd rather go straight to doing a 28km rather than doing a 4,8,12,16,20,24 then 28km -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather tiring nevertheless. If only you could see my legs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sn_FSgVJk8I/AAAAAAAABGw/uSU38ZXenkA/s1600-h/jelly+legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sn_FSgVJk8I/AAAAAAAABGw/uSU38ZXenkA/s320/jelly+legs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368226202555880386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'll miss the days in SISPEC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sn_E-v6W8EI/AAAAAAAABGo/29uab3wrbVg/s1600-h/IMG_3443e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sn_E-v6W8EI/AAAAAAAABGo/29uab3wrbVg/s320/IMG_3443e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368225863141093442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no way I am going ASLC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8650340773984712592?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8650340773984712592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8650340773984712592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8650340773984712592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8650340773984712592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/08/unofficial-graduation-from-bslc.html' title='Unofficial Graduation from BSLC.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sn_FSgVJk8I/AAAAAAAABGw/uSU38ZXenkA/s72-c/jelly+legs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6126287546442478657</id><published>2009-08-07T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:04:46.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Silence.</title><content type='html'>Whoosh. BSLC is almost finally over. With just the 28km coming up real soon- a couple of hours time to be precise. Damn so wanted to pon so many things during the last stretch but managed to pull myself together to just go through them. Previous week was generally quite slack. More interesting stuffs were getting gassed and urbanops (UO). Oh yes and not forgetting getting stung by plenty of mosquitoes. Now im itchy all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty slack the last week, so slack i did the unthinkable which was to run outside the training schedule with JiaHan and YongJin aka Kim Jong Il. Perhaps i was feeling all fat and unhealthy eating all the snacks in bunk and rotting away everyday. Turned out it was a mistake cos it totally shagged me out pretty much for UO. Especially the lack of rest from doing 2 shifts of duty and you're welcome to the mosquitoes ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im really quite addicted to laughing to myself in the bunk now. No im not crazy. Just watching Big Bang Theory. Really quite an amusing american comedy. Highly recommended to people with nothing better to do or ppl who needs a really good break. CONFIRM will laugh one. Not too stupid, not too smart jokes. So when you're watching with your friends, you don't really have to pretend to laugh when the background laughs come up to let them know that you understand the cheem joke when actually you dont -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SnzpRI6j8PI/AAAAAAAABGg/IwPftN0vrCY/s1600-h/big-bang-theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SnzpRI6j8PI/AAAAAAAABGg/IwPftN0vrCY/s320/big-bang-theory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367421336578945266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all you get to learn smart sciences like: The Doppler Effect is the change in frequency of a wave for an observer moving relative to the source of the waves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, its good for those taking A levels this year and those in need of kinky jokes aka ongster. They do talk about slippery nipples and how to masturbate and get paid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6126287546442478657?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6126287546442478657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6126287546442478657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6126287546442478657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6126287546442478657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/08/feel-silence.html' title='Feel the Silence.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SnzpRI6j8PI/AAAAAAAABGg/IwPftN0vrCY/s72-c/big-bang-theory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2283540174835834128</id><published>2009-07-18T21:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:57:56.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG THE GRAND SLAM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SmKm2Q-dJRI/AAAAAAAABGY/pYaDTN__vIw/s1600-h/grandslam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SmKm2Q-dJRI/AAAAAAAABGY/pYaDTN__vIw/s320/grandslam.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360029957724382482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2283540174835834128?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2283540174835834128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2283540174835834128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2283540174835834128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2283540174835834128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-grand-slam.html' title='OMG THE GRAND SLAM.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SmKm2Q-dJRI/AAAAAAAABGY/pYaDTN__vIw/s72-c/grandslam.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1250247579203747387</id><published>2009-07-10T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:58:44.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Camp.</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps. I am back and still alive from field camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SlgoU9uKUUI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NVCkmnm3l4I/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SlgoU9uKUUI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NVCkmnm3l4I/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357076097387876674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucked alot of thumb. But still alive nevertheless. All outfield sucks. Luckily there weren't too much rain last week especially at night where it can be a true horror to have cats and dogs droping from the sky waking you up. Really shagged out from all the moving fires. Certainly not looking forward to the next 2 weeks of outfield again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life seriously sucks now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anybody wanna date me out for a drink during the weekends, i'll certainly be more than happy to go out. OCS people finally out on their first day. Perhaps meeting up with nick and subra to catch up with them. Sian. Sian. Sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1250247579203747387?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1250247579203747387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1250247579203747387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1250247579203747387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1250247579203747387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/07/field-camp_10.html' title='Field Camp.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SlgoU9uKUUI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NVCkmnm3l4I/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-522429598371373308</id><published>2009-07-05T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:36:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-522429598371373308?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/522429598371373308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=522429598371373308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/522429598371373308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/522429598371373308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/07/field-camp.html' title='Field Camp.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1623740707841668805</id><published>2009-06-20T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:21:02.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Okay.</title><content type='html'>I know that I should have been updating a long long time ago but I just couldn't find some time to squeeze out to do it! It seems that I like to blog only just before i book in. Perhaps it's like some kind of reflection on what I've done during the little free time I have as a pseudo-civilian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap man. It's that &lt;strong&gt;sinking feeling &lt;/strong&gt;again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels totally like book in day. Totally emo. Late afternoon time with the yellowish sun shining through my study window. Nothing much to do cos too little time. BUT this time it's not sunday! It's just saturday but oh wells, what difference does it make man. ARGGHHH. ARMY TOTALLY... ROCKS MAN!!! OMG ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS ARMY ROCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been really quick. Just awhile and block leave is like bye bye bye already. Going to SISPEC which ain't that bad (i hope). Getting into a shiong company would be the next suayest thing that can happen to me cos it would just totally waste my purpose of siaming OCS which was to siam &amp;*($%@. Not just &amp;*($%@ but alot of it. Like &amp;*($%@&amp;*($%@&amp;*($%@&amp;*($%@&amp;*($%@&amp;*($%@. Okay you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, it'll be more chiong sua and more sucking of thumbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The Army- The Decisive Force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1623740707841668805?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1623740707841668805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1623740707841668805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1623740707841668805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1623740707841668805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-okay.html' title='Okay Okay.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-760256598010381473</id><published>2009-05-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:38:37.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Vida.</title><content type='html'>Whoosh! I am gonna book in in about 2 hours time. And thank God it's left with the last week already. Still have my SOC and 16km to complete this coming week then it's really left with the last last last 24km. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was rather interesting. Started off with IPPT which I miraculously got a gold for. Then it was guard duty which I took over Ryan cos he had re-sitest but in the end didn't make it. But it was rather fun, greeting big shots as they walk pass and talking cock to John all night. Then got to bookout for airforce medical review where i had a good break from cookhouse food, ate pizza and macs. Slurpz. Lastly is the SDC visit which was as usual a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Such is the boring life of a RECRUIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im going to SMU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-760256598010381473?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/760256598010381473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=760256598010381473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/760256598010381473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/760256598010381473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4459435484275432033</id><published>2009-05-23T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:20:01.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red is the New Orange.</title><content type='html'>Oh God. Forgive me for I have sinned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This colour is seriously om gly sexy. Talk about bright orange, yellow, red- yucks. Ya right like I'll reject if you give me one. But I'll just re-paint it this colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Shgvgtk9h1I/AAAAAAAABE4/vciBxaZLyGU/s1600-h/908418001_b8987ec286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Shgvgtk9h1I/AAAAAAAABE4/vciBxaZLyGU/s320/908418001_b8987ec286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339069597284665170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen in love, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4459435484275432033?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4459435484275432033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4459435484275432033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4459435484275432033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4459435484275432033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/05/red-is-new-black.html' title='Red is the New Orange.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Shgvgtk9h1I/AAAAAAAABE4/vciBxaZLyGU/s72-c/908418001_b8987ec286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4948715702293670318</id><published>2009-05-16T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:25:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Old Shit Again.</title><content type='html'>Since im just like nuaing around on the net, i thought that i might as well blog since my blog don't really get much updates- at most once a week. Ok first thing is obviously about army which my life is all around now. Completed all the high key events already leaving ippt, soc, and 2 mother long route marches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks to pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sg7mtwELyII/AAAAAAAABEw/ygARiv_WwfQ/s1600-h/champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sg7mtwELyII/AAAAAAAABEw/ygARiv_WwfQ/s320/champagne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336456282151569538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another ippt diagnostic just before we booked out ytd, improved from a pass to silver but have to buck up on my sbj which 4cm costs me my gold ARGHH! But another thing to improve is also sit up (although i have 5 points already) which i feel that our trainings dont really focus on. (maybe because it's one of the stations where its the easiest to cheat so everybody ends up getting 5 points -.-) One of the most suprising station was 2.4km run where i improved like crazy without training for the past 2 weeks so i was rather shocked. Still not sure what my exact timing is but pretty sure its below 9.20 so it has cut by about 1 whole minute since my vj days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to playing on the entire soc ground next week but i guess that's about all im looking forward too. Got to book in early at 5pm which makes it extra sian this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4948715702293670318?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4948715702293670318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4948715702293670318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4948715702293670318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4948715702293670318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/05/same-old-shit-again.html' title='Same Old Shit Again.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sg7mtwELyII/AAAAAAAABEw/ygARiv_WwfQ/s72-c/champagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8877426626593787847</id><published>2009-05-07T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:23:11.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing in Disguise.</title><content type='html'>Suay but lucky. I seem fated to get bitten by all sorts of insects. For the record i've hornets and wasps already. *claps* Ya ya thank you thank you. Somehow. Anyway im back here slightly earlier than the predicted time due to unforeseen events which occurred. Field camp was one hell of a hell with heavy downpour every morning without fail. Being stuck in muddy hell in a never dry muddy + wet long4 alllllllllldayyyyyyyylonggggggggggggg is yucks + yucks - yucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was in basha and a heavy lightning storm struck around 0200hrs. All was fine till about 0300hrs when my side of the basha got flooding so i ended up swim-sleeping in cold, muddy water till about 0545hrs while my buddy didnt bother about me and continued sleeping on his dry side (thanks man). The other days were all rainy but only the third day was bad enough to be mentioned again when we were all proning without cover. The rain always seemed so intentional as though it was just created by whoever up there to irritated us. Woke up at 0600hrs and started to prone. At about 0605hrs, another heavy downpour struck. The worst part is it stopped exactly when we were asked to stop proning and have our breakfast. I have no idea wassup man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok but the main question should be why on earth am i blogging when im suppose to be out on the wonderful island? Ans: no thanks and thanks to some hornets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day of some drill movement, i was taking cover when i saw 2 hornets happily flying right in front of me collecting honey i suppose, then i thought that i should just keep still so that they wouldn't attack me. But unfriendly them, came to attack my calf! Damn. It was rather painful at first so i went to the medic. Story cut short, the medic just iced my leg and then i was free. The next day i went to report that my leg was swollen, then went to MO who put me in the sickbay, left for CGH in the afternoon cos the MO thought it was rather serious infection then i tio attn c which means im FREEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine lah honestly i didn't thought that it was serious enough to get an attn c for this but oh wells im not complaining. Managed to escape 2 additional wet nights + 2 super shiong tekan sessions thanks to the hornets. So thanks ya hornets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SgLDpqHXN4I/AAAAAAAABEo/3gQp_PcbSxY/s1600-h/hornet431x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SgLDpqHXN4I/AAAAAAAABEo/3gQp_PcbSxY/s320/hornet431x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333040029207312258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i said thanks already ok. Stop giving me that stupid look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8877426626593787847?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8877426626593787847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8877426626593787847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8877426626593787847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8877426626593787847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessing-in-disguise.html' title='Blessing in Disguise.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SgLDpqHXN4I/AAAAAAAABEo/3gQp_PcbSxY/s72-c/hornet431x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8364775510478731626</id><published>2009-04-26T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:10:08.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Here I Go Again.</title><content type='html'>Ok im back. And im going to be gone again. Damn, it's gonna be another 2 weeks of sweet hell on the little island. The feeling of getting stuck somewhere is really stuckily sucky. It's not just any island, it's somewhere where you keep seeing commercial planes flying all over your head (cos its dam near changi airport -.- and no thanks for that), it's freaking depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple first few days were really super sianed, couldn't fall asleep at night cos of 100% shift in the change in body clock timings. But it got a little better when my bunk mates all started talking cock and doing stupid things together. Overall, some key events were the 4km route march and marksman test. Next week's gonna be field camp and grenade throwing which i hope i don't drop it accidentally or you won't see me updating anytime soon next week too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh and no photos sorry cos no camera phone ya. I am disappearing in a couple of minutes. 7.07pm now, no wait, its 1907 (echo 1907) and im booking in when? 2000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKKKKKKKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Im botak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8364775510478731626?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8364775510478731626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8364775510478731626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8364775510478731626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8364775510478731626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-here-i-go-again.html' title='And Here I Go Again.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4042321127029824461</id><published>2009-04-10T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:20:27.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God.</title><content type='html'>Oh man. In like less than 12 hours I'll be in the lovely and really sunny island called tekong. 4 months ago, 4 months seemed so far away but now, it is 4 months after already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i set out to complete some stuffs after A levels and i think it wasn't too bad. Firstly, i managed to rush my driving and finished it. But dang, im still not driving yet. YET. Next, i managed to learn how to swim at least 50m, which im still rather uncertaining so hopefully i wouldnt drown at the island. I also managed to complete a couple of photography expeditions to quirky places, most memorable being the one with jek which i got bitten by stupid @#$&amp;%*$ wasps. Worked at 2 places- Isetan and Two on the Bun. Isetan was rather enjoyable but my contract was short, Two on the Bun was just irritating to work for but still made some good friends like Cliff. It was also alot of fun just hanging out with friends like 07S51, xianyi, jek, xiaoyi, lmkh, ong, keesiao, fsaw, snorlax etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I finally RECEIVED A HUG FROM A GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sd-NvyMXhxI/AAAAAAAABEg/kOIw3u_-iSs/s1600-h/IMG_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sd-NvyMXhxI/AAAAAAAABEg/kOIw3u_-iSs/s320/IMG_0487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323129136642230034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, it wasn't really a very good hug. He's not a good hugger so I have totally no idea why he's giving free hugs in the middle of orchard road. His hug to me was like cold and flaccid and the best part of it all is that when I asked him why he's doing that (giving hugs), he said "to show that there's someone in this world that cares about you." I instantly diaoed. Oh my god lah. After his hug i just felt that there's one less person in this world that cares about me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall stop talking nonsense already. 2 weeks later people. Till then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4042321127029824461?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4042321127029824461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4042321127029824461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4042321127029824461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4042321127029824461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-god.html' title='Dear God.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sd-NvyMXhxI/AAAAAAAABEg/kOIw3u_-iSs/s72-c/IMG_0487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1719328273029258398</id><published>2009-04-04T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:36:23.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Last Week.</title><content type='html'>Alright man. Im officially left with 1 week on earth and it's really sinking into me now. Kinda sian, lots of stuffs to settle and buy and I have not bought anything yet -.- It has indeed been a long period of time since the Awesome As, I did make a list of things I wish to complete after the AA and I did complete some but maybe not others but I'll just list them out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went out with lcy, xiaoyi,xiaoming, ziyang and chao yang to swim at the exciting jurong east swimming complex. It was rather fun doing all the retarded stuffs and just chilling out in the water but I got quite burnt after that. But the water is seriously too over-chlorinated, tastes horrible especially at the wave pool when all the water just like flow down your throat lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lcy who was all excited about the mushroom couldn't wait to take a photograph with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2GPm3iI/AAAAAAAABEA/cRYrlJDuips/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2GPm3iI/AAAAAAAABEA/cRYrlJDuips/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320873047243546146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoming on the other hand, was more excited about crawling in and out of little holes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2OH2KgI/AAAAAAAABEI/Ep8k5lcWJJc/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2OH2KgI/AAAAAAAABEI/Ep8k5lcWJJc/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320873049358477826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which xiaoyi and xiaoming and me went to Kranji to take some photos before heading home. It was rather exciting as we spotted chameleons attempting to mate. I even tried to stimulate them by chasing both of them up onto a tree so that they'll have more time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2D7fikI/AAAAAAAABEQ/y91auBd5CxI/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2D7fikI/AAAAAAAABEQ/y91auBd5CxI/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320873046622308930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's xianyi's birthday so happy birthday doctor chen! I guess we don't have to celebrate birthdays with him anymore eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeL4mIwsOI/AAAAAAAABEY/Tq8nE5GJfdE/s1600-h/xianyi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeL4mIwsOI/AAAAAAAABEY/Tq8nE5GJfdE/s320/xianyi3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320875289187758306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RADIANT look is here again. As ong puts it in the right terms: radiating FURIOUSLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1719328273029258398?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1719328273029258398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1719328273029258398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1719328273029258398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1719328273029258398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-last-week.html' title='1 Last Week.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SdeJ2GPm3iI/AAAAAAAABEA/cRYrlJDuips/s72-c/IMG_0498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8402266333798066593</id><published>2009-03-29T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:00:52.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedies of Life.</title><content type='html'>I have come to observe a certain kinda phenomenon that I have almost never or rarely blogged in the morning. Most of the blogging is done at night when like I have absolutely nothing to do. Facebooking is gonna make blogging obselete soon, but I don't think it'll ever happen. Blogging is still for cool people like you who is reading my blog. Not for those who update their status. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon Chan is happy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I mean seriously come on. Ok shannon chan is happy, so what?! Anyways headed out for a photog dinner plus ong. It was not too bad, great to meet up with all the NS friends with all their way-too-cool NS acronyms. I highly suspect it's just christopher cos after he left us (to look for his potential wife at esplanade, i know im not suppose to say this but shh.. who ask him not to read my blog LOL) we chilled at the secret starbucks with the attitude coffeemaker guy. Xiaoyi and I managed to turn the conversation around into our hilarious pre-driving experiences. Xiaoyi is really funny. Even thinking of him makes me laugh like now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-kZLvUxnI/AAAAAAAABDg/N1Vgr0x-1Nk/s1600-h/IMG_0251e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-kZLvUxnI/AAAAAAAABDg/N1Vgr0x-1Nk/s320/IMG_0251e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318650437502813810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's saw in a circle. It was a really strange day as he was walking far faster and more passionate than usual. You know, the radiant look on his face. And as one can see from the photo, he conveniently pangsehed the entire group of us to sit there alone. I mean, love is just amazing. Or they say, love is blind. Maybe he just lost us along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main tradegy of my life is that after getting my license, the first car I drove wasn't even my dad's. It was a noob Proton Saga. But I had quite a good time thrashing it around (since i didn't have to worry much about crashing it) in malaysia. Yes, the first car I drove wasn't even in the country that I got my license from. SHAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that my first car wouldn't be something too expensive so i've decided on the Honda Accord 2006 Euro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-oUDwPHyI/AAAAAAAABDo/2NteUWjeqec/s1600-h/2006accordeuro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-oUDwPHyI/AAAAAAAABDo/2NteUWjeqec/s320/2006accordeuro2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318654747506319138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really a too pretty car originally but i've seen quite a few of the zenged versions on the roads and all look rather cool. Couldn't find a picture of it, will upload if i happen to take a photo of one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-oUUAGZ5I/AAAAAAAABDw/2EGQrIokTm0/s1600-h/initial-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-oUUAGZ5I/AAAAAAAABDw/2EGQrIokTm0/s320/initial-d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318654751867824018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still currently learning to drive with one hand, you know like jaychou from initial d. Yes second box from the left. Not right, that's the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-pCauPY6I/AAAAAAAABD4/HBD8ocq3akw/s1600-h/2008protonsagabrochure0op7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-pCauPY6I/AAAAAAAABD4/HBD8ocq3akw/s320/2008protonsagabrochure0op7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318655543945946018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on. A &lt;strong&gt;new &lt;em&gt;saga&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;begin sia. How much cornier can it get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8402266333798066593?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8402266333798066593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8402266333798066593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8402266333798066593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8402266333798066593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/03/tragedies-of-life.html' title='Tragedies of Life.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/Sc-kZLvUxnI/AAAAAAAABDg/N1Vgr0x-1Nk/s72-c/IMG_0251e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6940648727875698304</id><published>2009-03-19T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:34:54.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retired.. Again.</title><content type='html'>Okay i've officially retired again. Damn the one on the bund. Stupid, brainless boss and managers, i had enough. Initially, when I think Hong Kong, I think something like Singapore, but the people from HK are like all far worse and unreasonable and totally rude. Was reading all the hopeless comments about the restaurant which were mostly true. And i still pity the diners who eat the veg from the crispy lamb ribs and the fish heads -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIB9SNGeBI/AAAAAAAABDI/X2aGPT-Tus4/s1600-h/10708061_-_10_12_2008_-_calvin09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIB9SNGeBI/AAAAAAAABDI/X2aGPT-Tus4/s320/10708061_-_10_12_2008_-_calvin09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314812662621042706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i bumped upon this photo which made me realise that the paintings in the noodle bar were a direct link to some lady who committed suicide about 2 weeks ago at the alfresco area. FREAKYYY. Nick will know this haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks have been rather boring, all work and no play. But out of all the boringness, cool stuffs will still happen. I finally bought the ES7 from the IT show on saturday during my break at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIC9q2F6FI/AAAAAAAABDQ/b5Non5loYRs/s1600-h/ATH-ES7%2520BK_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIC9q2F6FI/AAAAAAAABDQ/b5Non5loYRs/s320/ATH-ES7%2520BK_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314813768747051090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good i love how low the bass can go and the noise isolation is pretty good especially on peak hour train rides. No more blasting of volume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIDkksCTHI/AAAAAAAABDY/n8H6fB2LN_c/s1600-h/drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIDkksCTHI/AAAAAAAABDY/n8H6fB2LN_c/s320/drive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314814437109156978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6940648727875698304?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6940648727875698304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6940648727875698304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6940648727875698304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6940648727875698304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/03/retired-again.html' title='Retired.. Again.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ScIB9SNGeBI/AAAAAAAABDI/X2aGPT-Tus4/s72-c/10708061_-_10_12_2008_-_calvin09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4411781892237636680</id><published>2009-03-05T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:30:25.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results will be out in just a couple of hours time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea what i'll get for my results, obviously hoping for the better but knowing my past records, the worst is definitely yet to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know man. I hope my best is enough. But what's enough? Enough for you? For me? For my mum? My dad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit im emoing. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok stop reading, I no longer know what im talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4411781892237636680?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4411781892237636680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4411781892237636680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4411781892237636680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4411781892237636680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/03/results-will-be-out-in-just-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1420678031590140056</id><published>2009-02-24T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T03:02:26.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candies.</title><content type='html'>Wow. I haven't logged on to blogger for such a long time that i forgot my user name -.- i was actually trying to enter using my hotmail account but realised after 3 seconds that it is suppose to be my gmail account. ya and i was secretly waiting for someone to tag on my stagnant-until-all-the-mosquitoes-turn-into-freaking-wasps tagboard to ask me to update cos it secretly feels good to know that there are 2 ppl in this world that still reads my blog. This could be due to this inherent part of my sense of responsibility- I hate to disappoint people who trust me. Not that JingHan or Kumar actually trust me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got a new job already, as a waiter but i just got retrenched cos the restaurant wasn't doing too well. So im home early, for once, and decided to blog! Of course, there's no need to ask where im working cos i don't wish evil people who wanna come suan me at work. But again, not that you guys will be actually willing to pay so much just to visit me (if you happen to wanna eat there and for me to serve you so you can admire me from a corner). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and after my waspy experience, I found out that the previously unfreakable by any kinda weird bugs me, now jump at any creepy crawlies that come near me. Sian, I feel kinda dam gay now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like totally blogging random stuffs that's floating about my brain. Sorry. Back to another random topic, i think i've usurped quite abit of good karma on MRT trains. I'll always give my seats up for old people and it makes me feel powerful/ in control. Cos it's like i'll watch and see like if the people actually deserve my precious seat. I believe most of you have experiences where you give up a seat and the old guy rejects you. It's dam maluating i know, then you dunno whether to go back and seat or continue standing but 99.9% of the time you'll just continue standing. I have a strong record of 100% of all the seats I gave up being taken by the person I intended to give. And i don't intent to break that record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I gave up my seat to this old man who was very nice. He gave me a high-five kinda thanks (you know) and gave me another one when he left the train. He even wanted me to take back the seat. It secretly makes me happy but I know I can't smile to myself too much cos people on the train will think im siao. Then again, I woke this little boy up at Pasir Ris. It's like since I stay at Pasir Ris, i feel that im responsible to wake these poor tired souls up at the last stop. I think i've woke about more than 10 people up already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i shall talk about stuffs more related to my life now and not random ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can remember now is climbing with snorlax. It just amazes me to see a snorlax on the wall. Of course, it didn't climb to the top but it's still impressive nevertheless. It's so funny, she likes to shrivel up onto the wall like some the bee i put into my freezer. But she's not bad lah. And to the snorlax, i'll wait for her starbucks soon HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and maybe I should start climbing abit more often now. Kinda intent to join BoulderActive again this year. I miss all the rock climbing fun. Perhaps i'll get to see keesiao at this competition too lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog liao so i shall upload some photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like me slacking in the toilet while im working at Isetan. Sometimes it gets kinda boring. I even figured a way to like be able to relax completely without seating on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLYVau3I/AAAAAAAABDA/pg8FboSW9cg/s1600-h/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLYVau3I/AAAAAAAABDA/pg8FboSW9cg/s320/IMG_0218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306315878925253490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jek, Boss, Edwin and me acting siao outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLOjicVI/AAAAAAAABC4/i76fiOWSR64/s1600-h/3294737053_c028a6b88a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLOjicVI/AAAAAAAABC4/i76fiOWSR64/s320/3294737053_c028a6b88a_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306315876300124498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is DA BEST. Seriously, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLD8jBhI/AAAAAAAABCw/uNwBE3Jzbl4/s1600-h/IMG_0759ecompressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLD8jBhI/AAAAAAAABCw/uNwBE3Jzbl4/s320/IMG_0759ecompressed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306315873452230162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1420678031590140056?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1420678031590140056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1420678031590140056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1420678031590140056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1420678031590140056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/02/candies.html' title='Candies.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SaPSLYVau3I/AAAAAAAABDA/pg8FboSW9cg/s72-c/IMG_0218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-902708368114247890</id><published>2009-01-30T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:16:00.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt(ful) about Doubt.</title><content type='html'>Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SYMzJDp8EFI/AAAAAAAABCg/VkkNv3u5M5E/s1600-h/Doubtposter08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SYMzJDp8EFI/AAAAAAAABCg/VkkNv3u5M5E/s320/Doubtposter08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297133817410883666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I don't know what to say about this show. Maybe just that it's in the wrong theatres- it really should be put in the picturehouse instead of the normal ones. Yes i know i can always act smart and say stuffs like "wah this show dam good. acting dam good sia. then like got the abrupt ending kind so you can think about the show over and over again. excellent! must must must must x100 go watch worxxx!" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. In short, i don't think anybody should go watch this show unless &lt;br /&gt;1. you like cheem shows. &lt;br /&gt;2. you like to act cheem (when you're obviously not).&lt;br /&gt;3. you like shows which touches on religious issues. &lt;br /&gt;4. you're really really bored. and i mean &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SYM1DD1qohI/AAAAAAAABCo/S7GEzlGI2iI/s1600-h/tony+takitani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SYM1DD1qohI/AAAAAAAABCo/S7GEzlGI2iI/s320/tony+takitani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297135913404113426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the show ended, i think my face was exactly the same as that when i watched Tony Takitani back in 2005. Totally zomg. It was like 50% of the people blissfully asleep already, 10% shocked and 40% empty. -.- GAYYYYYY. Although the acting is all pretty good i must say, but it just totally didn't make me feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, just &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-902708368114247890?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/902708368114247890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=902708368114247890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/902708368114247890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/902708368114247890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/01/doubtful-about-doubt.html' title='Doubt(ful) about Doubt.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SYMzJDp8EFI/AAAAAAAABCg/VkkNv3u5M5E/s72-c/Doubtposter08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6877046767327151841</id><published>2009-01-23T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:51:23.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding My Breath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnnYNi25qI/AAAAAAAABBY/TDiYWWuApXU/s1600-h/jan+babesc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnnYNi25qI/AAAAAAAABBY/TDiYWWuApXU/s320/jan+babesc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294517240089470626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good not to work. (but work starts all over again tml. argh- the aunties.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This break was taken to complete my FTT which marks the end of all my driving theories. Congrats to muthu and kumar who passed with me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I headed down to Parkway to pool with Mr Goh. Can't believe you're teaching LOL. HARVEY NORMENNNN. Sir, can i buy tv? Clown sia you. Then pooled with muthu after mr goh left. It was quite an experience indeed. My first time playing the anyhow-pot game. So the winner is decided by who pots more -.- No wonder they say you learn something new everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Sourpuss to celebrate jan people's birthdays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and service were rather flaccid with highly unfresh seafood and alcoholic sauces &lt;S&gt;halalcough&lt;/S&gt; and a one man show, literally. Ambience was rather poor too with candles casting most of the light on our food. Perhaps it was so bad that they actually didn't want us to be able to see what we're eating. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmnUaBfeI/AAAAAAAABAw/i5gOcQ838ZI/s1600-h/IMG_9663ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmnUaBfeI/AAAAAAAABAw/i5gOcQ838ZI/s320/IMG_9663ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516400117874146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmnfz1NZI/AAAAAAAABA4/vCjG42ZFRPI/s1600-h/IMG_9659ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmnfz1NZI/AAAAAAAABA4/vCjG42ZFRPI/s320/IMG_9659ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516403178911122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liang feeding Jek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmny321CI/AAAAAAAABBA/flYbqe4OTWQ/s1600-h/IMG_9665c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmny321CI/AAAAAAAABBA/flYbqe4OTWQ/s320/IMG_9665c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516408296068130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tSg caught stealing a glance at handsome liang. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmoENq45I/AAAAAAAABBI/wvycAD3Ya9Y/s1600-h/IMG_9692c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmoENq45I/AAAAAAAABBI/wvycAD3Ya9Y/s320/IMG_9692c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516412950963090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic us, starbucks &lt;S&gt;tcc&lt;/S&gt; (muahahaha) was next and home the next after next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was spent pooling with nicky and damien. Pretty good suggestion that nick brought up: pay proportional to the no. of games won. Nick owes me money and anyway you're rich now. Thanks haha. Don't really know damien but he's a good player. Worth playing with unlike lq where i'll just end up watching him play himself -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we just love happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmoMibVpI/AAAAAAAABBQ/P3iks-cdC-c/s1600-h/IMG_9698c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnmoMibVpI/AAAAAAAABBQ/P3iks-cdC-c/s320/IMG_9698c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294516415185507986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having like stiff neck from 7 hours of pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6877046767327151841?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6877046767327151841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6877046767327151841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6877046767327151841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6877046767327151841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/01/holding-my-breath.html' title='Holding My Breath.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SXnnYNi25qI/AAAAAAAABBY/TDiYWWuApXU/s72-c/jan+babesc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6889809322252832579</id><published>2009-01-18T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:02:42.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(untitled)</title><content type='html'>Ah. I haven't blogged for such a long time. I don't know man. I am so sick of my life already. Gonna quit my job soon and get back to some real slacking. It's dead boring and I totally have nothing bloggable about my job. Okay if you haven't realised, I am jobbing. Yes claps haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some money man. Well, it's just cos i'll be able to do what i wanna do if i own money. Damn, im so friggin' old already- eighteen my friends. And there's nothing that im so proud of that i've done for myself, not even so to speak for anyone. I just feel so stupid now. Seriously thinking back, yes, no I have nothing that im proud of. Perhaps when i was in scouts, made a couple of real friends chencorp, ong, keesiao, and a bunch of really good memories which still makes me smile secretly when i reminisce those times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the good times that ultimately make people happy, be it the past or present. Looking back, thinking back, yes things will always seem fun and good no matter how shitty they were. But what if your life has nothing much to think back about? What if your entire life, you have only been doing that one thing in that one room with nobody but yourself, would you still have things to be happy about? Perhaps so, variety is the spice of life. So people, get that butt off that chair if you have a chance to. Go do something different today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know man. I miss my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6889809322252832579?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6889809322252832579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6889809322252832579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6889809322252832579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6889809322252832579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/01/untitled.html' title='(untitled)'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5829423870477932950</id><published>2009-01-12T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:29:22.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>赤壁。</title><content type='html'>Ah. Pardon me for the lack of updates but my life has been really much of a bore without any friends and families providing me excitment in any form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWtvTeQouhI/AAAAAAAABAc/vyDe6We8GWw/s1600-h/redcliff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWtvTeQouhI/AAAAAAAABAc/vyDe6We8GWw/s320/redcliff2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290444567607818770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch Red Cliff 2 with Ongster and Jek at Suntec a couple of days after in the evening. It was a rather good show I must admit. But like The Little Nonya, there are flaccid parts too. This is especially agreed by ong which I could totally tell from the face he showed me right after the movie ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry the face of the other man has to be removed to prevent over-stimulation.) But focus. That's not the focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWtvTWHE1aI/AAAAAAAABAk/hIcpGVwuHRY/s1600-h/n565116586_1768444_3968pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWtvTWHE1aI/AAAAAAAABAk/hIcpGVwuHRY/s320/n565116586_1768444_3968pix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290444565420234146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote from the man himself, "what the fuck man! After lusting over her for years, painting her picture and having fantasies about her all day long, and when she 送上门来， all he did was to drink her tea?" Which is so true. I mean it's rather stupid also. What if she poisoned the tea? I think I would definitely make a better Cao Cao. John Woo should have requested for me to act Cao Cao, then the show would definitely break box office records. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5829423870477932950?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5829423870477932950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5829423870477932950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5829423870477932950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5829423870477932950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='赤壁。'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWtvTeQouhI/AAAAAAAABAc/vyDe6We8GWw/s72-c/redcliff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4685248713123410214</id><published>2009-01-04T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:12:44.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure of a Lifetime.</title><content type='html'>Woah, haven't got to blog for quite awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year- went out with a couple of peeps to chill and ended up with the fireworks and clarke quay watching people puke and puke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating at tompopo or something like that. Anyway, it was Ah Beng's mall. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDODxL8Y7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S8AhI1xdOuU/s1600-h/IMG_2238c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDODxL8Y7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S8AhI1xdOuU/s320/IMG_2238c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287452526671324082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fireworks near Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOEIIP62I/AAAAAAAAA-4/kSh0zfflsa4/s1600-h/IMG_2279c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOEIIP62I/AAAAAAAAA-4/kSh0zfflsa4/s320/IMG_2279c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287452532829842274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was meeting up with Saw who managed to escape from The Island. It was just amazing to see him run for the first time. And it had to be across a road cos he was jaywalking. Some NS men sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Fish and Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOESRnxoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ueGzxf4IW_o/s1600-h/IMG_8749c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOESRnxoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ueGzxf4IW_o/s320/IMG_8749c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287452535553508994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was pool. I guess the most impressive shot went to xiaoming who got this. Like -.- totally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOEr-72vI/AAAAAAAAA_I/IZCMORVQ1lA/s1600-h/IMG_8765ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOEr-72vI/AAAAAAAAA_I/IZCMORVQ1lA/s320/IMG_8765ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287452542454455026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay next up is seriously a damn lame adventure. Jek and I (and xiaoming) decided to go Istana Woodneuk to shoot that place before it goes. It started off near botanical garden where we saw potato's sister who went there with a volleyball which was lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOE4ppr5I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OwObpydvmcA/s1600-h/IMG_8855ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDOE4ppr5I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OwObpydvmcA/s320/IMG_8855ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287452545854844818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to the house, squeezed through the gate, and trekked through a forest. Upon reaching the place, we had to climb up, or rather only I climbed up this mini hill only to see b******s camping at that place. So we decided that it was still too early before they would leave so we went out to botanical garden to chill for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment, we walked back to the house and squeeze through the gate again. But this time, to see xiaoming outside waving to us. Damn lame, he refused to go in. We didn't force much of him to go in with us so he left and all that was left was Jek and me. Heroic us trekked through the dense forest to reach there and see the b******s still digging -.- But we decided that we wouldn't leave anymore cos it was really tiring to walk around. So we set up a camp behind the hill so he wouldn't catch us and we won't catch him either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJTV9iYI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/r20X6uQ5Q_0/s1600-h/IMG_8808c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJTV9iYI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/r20X6uQ5Q_0/s320/IMG_8808c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454820762749314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for a couple of hours, listening to music, the birds, digging soil and plucking kang kong, he finally left us for good, and so we thought. So again, like heroes, we climb out of our hole into the open. After much tries to inflitrate the place, we found that it was close to impossible to get a short cut in without getting stuck in clay which was damn lame again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, we spotted even more of them now which we initially thought was gone. Out in the open, flat groud, our NSmen sense kicked in and we decided to take refuge on another not-so-clayey hill. Check out the range of choices that we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJqZQfdI/AAAAAAAAA_o/C93CiCvHnyM/s1600-h/IMG_8927c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJqZQfdI/AAAAAAAAA_o/C93CiCvHnyM/s320/IMG_8927c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454826950589906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn scary and lame cos they were just a couple of feets behind us and we couldn't see what was happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJgeHCEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/eeQOS47sumU/s1600-h/IMG_8850c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQJgeHCEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/eeQOS47sumU/s320/IMG_8850c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454824286586946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments, 6.26pm to be precise, we decided to attack them. Using my scouty talent, I realised that they were all gone and it was all clear for us to raid the house. Check out the scouty pose man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQKGXW2eI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tb3kb3FUNbI/s1600-h/IMG_8853c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQKGXW2eI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tb3kb3FUNbI/s320/IMG_8853c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454834458810850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But both of us were all shocked and dam shagged and dirty from all the hiding and getting stuck in mud to clearly focus on our mission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out a few rooms and we found an owl! And it's pretty rare i think. It's suppose to be some Oriental Scops Owl. Cool pair of ears dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7M9iiRI/AAAAAAAABAA/jWMikV2GiXQ/s1600-h/IMG_8865c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7M9iiRI/AAAAAAAABAA/jWMikV2GiXQ/s320/IMG_8865c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455678043162898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were about to leave the place as it was fast darkening, I entered another section of the upper floor and got attacked by wasps. Totally insane. It was so painful that nobody have ever felt this kind of pain before. Damn lame. Then jek pointed out to me that i was wearing red cos he didn't get attacked. What luck man seriously. I know it looks dam small here lah. But it was instantly after the bite so you can imagine the size of it. Probably like a 1000 mosquito needles tied together and poking you. It's right in the center of my spine. Such accuracy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7Yq3E8I/AAAAAAAABAI/dc2j2SRRhqw/s1600-h/IMG_8937c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7Yq3E8I/AAAAAAAABAI/dc2j2SRRhqw/s320/IMG_8937c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455681186042818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's terrifyingly itchy now- I hope I don't die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7vRaEPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/VfMVxs2keH0/s1600-h/IMG_8928c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDQ7vRaEPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/VfMVxs2keH0/s320/IMG_8928c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455687253299442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4685248713123410214?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4685248713123410214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4685248713123410214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4685248713123410214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4685248713123410214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2009/01/adventure-of-lifetime.html' title='Adventure of a Lifetime.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SWDODxL8Y7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S8AhI1xdOuU/s72-c/IMG_2238c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1134355342891322906</id><published>2008-12-30T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:47:31.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Forget.</title><content type='html'>I should blog. It has been awhile... but it's kinda late now so I am just gonna blog about the major events that happened recently that's still in my poor semi-conscious mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Settler's Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd4_9fYtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/k9iOGqCKCzw/s1600-h/IMG_1993c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd4_9fYtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/k9iOGqCKCzw/s320/IMG_1993c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640346496099026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup went to settle down finally with photosoc people, which turned out to be another gay outing. I mean imagine 6 muscular, strong, tender young boys playing board games together. To the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd57h6lrI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BdZeD331al8/s1600-h/IMG_1994ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd57h6lrI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BdZeD331al8/s320/IMG_1994ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640362486568626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd6aqIGUI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fztrAEL1AqU/s1600-h/IMG_1995c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd6aqIGUI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fztrAEL1AqU/s320/IMG_1995c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640370842507586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's xiaoming without some lick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was rather fun. Pity everybody had to go off after that so I gone home for a run too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Simpanging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Simpanging with a couple of peeps. Shall post up some photos after computer-idiot isabelle uploads them which is already equals to almost 100 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already gonna be another new year tomorrow. Gosh I am so old already man. I don't think i'll have many resolutions cos im just sick of life. Just wanna slack, play and enjoy myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Muggers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd6TcEMLI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xF6aikQlELg/s1600-h/IMG_1948c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd6TcEMLI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xF6aikQlELg/s320/IMG_1948c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640368904482994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugger 1. Mugger 2. What more can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1134355342891322906?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1134355342891322906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1134355342891322906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1134355342891322906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1134355342891322906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/before-i-forget.html' title='Before I Forget.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVpd4_9fYtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/k9iOGqCKCzw/s72-c/IMG_1993c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4221376436224188046</id><published>2008-12-25T07:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:03:58.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has FINALLY Arrived.</title><content type='html'>Anyway the post below was a tribute to pride and glory. It's a nice show where you'll learn that many fucks = coarse language. And also learn the difference between: 1. I wanna see my fucking husband. 2. I wanna fucking see my husband. I think 2 fits better but the director liked 1 more so I guess I don't really know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been much of a bore so not much updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVOucI_sUpI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Mi-G1YLZULM/s1600-h/IMG_1168ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVOucI_sUpI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Mi-G1YLZULM/s320/IMG_1168ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758586309923474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess excitement starts from &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4221376436224188046?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4221376436224188046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4221376436224188046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4221376436224188046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4221376436224188046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-finally-arrived.html' title='It Has FINALLY Arrived.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SVOucI_sUpI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Mi-G1YLZULM/s72-c/IMG_1168ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3140705796791239452</id><published>2008-12-22T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:40:01.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKING PISSED.</title><content type='html'>Shit man. I swore I'd never write another emo post on my blog but it's just so fucking difficult. I am just too fucking fucking pissed today to like fucking blog properly already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking pissed seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been so pissed off for quite a long awhile until my mum came to fuck me up. Happily folding my clothes and she just had to come and pick a quarrel with me about my shorts being too fanciful. LIKE WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK??!!! It's a bloody joke man she's like not even wearing my shorts. I fucking hate staying at my house lah. My dad's like menopausing and having all these strange ideas and ideologies that get irritating sometimes. His job is just to call me and ask me go home. And when I get home, there's like absolutely nothing to do. Everybody will be doing their self-entertainment and I'll just slack around at a corner stoning. So why the fuck am I suppose to be home for? And when I get home, my mum just has to be bored enough to fucking quarrel with me for fun. They're just not supportive of whatever things I do. All they fucking do is care about their money especially my mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't come to me for your pocket money. Go get from your dad." Like what the fuck yeah. You just can't wait for this one chance to come when you can kope more money for yourself. FUCKK. The only regret that my army is only in April is that I have to stay in the house for another 4 months. Damn. I seriously can't wait to get the fuck out of here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BLOODY FUCKING PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;(I know I sound childish and angsty and whatever but who fucking cares?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3140705796791239452?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3140705796791239452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3140705796791239452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3140705796791239452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3140705796791239452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/fucking-pissed.html' title='FUCKING PISSED.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8388827477003444491</id><published>2008-12-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:48:31.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Down, 1 More To Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5jaiq_ZZ_eM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5jaiq_ZZ_eM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even do this for exams. Wonder why I am doing this now. But who cares. Coolness is mine to have now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUvPpTXPfwI/AAAAAAAAA94/78OMKfwFASw/s1600-h/benneb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUvPpTXPfwI/AAAAAAAAA94/78OMKfwFASw/s320/benneb.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281543296501382914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks man benneb. I was really scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUvPpeM268I/AAAAAAAAA-A/L8F1sEE6ON4/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUvPpeM268I/AAAAAAAAA-A/L8F1sEE6ON4/s320/me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281543299410619330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8388827477003444491?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8388827477003444491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8388827477003444491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8388827477003444491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8388827477003444491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-down-1-more-to-go.html' title='1 Down, 1 More To Go.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUvPpTXPfwI/AAAAAAAAA94/78OMKfwFASw/s72-c/benneb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1808365464464452966</id><published>2008-12-17T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:44:41.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random Theory.</title><content type='html'>My life after As are just like totally filled with absolutely random events. It's a theory that I created that I don't need a job or some kinda lesson to keep myself occupied. Usually, almost everyday, someone will definitely come knocking on my door to ask me out, be it to chill or play or go somewhere. It has been rather eventful but things that are done are usually more than done before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided that maybe, I would like to consider working on a seriously cool photography project. Haven't really been thinking through it though. But hope to get inspired randomly, or if you guys have any ideas, just pop it up on the tagboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a couple of things to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Earphones. Brand is certainly Audio Technica. But thinking whether to get the big ones or the in-ear ones. Anybody wanna help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Polaroids. Nobody can help me. Just go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away. Bye. Leave now. Stop reading dammit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1808365464464452966?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1808365464464452966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1808365464464452966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1808365464464452966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1808365464464452966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-theory.html' title='The Random Theory.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5362292029450334774</id><published>2008-12-16T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:18:57.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Hotzz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DB4iMBEEj08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DB4iMBEEj08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5362292029450334774?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5362292029450334774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5362292029450334774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5362292029450334774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5362292029450334774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/spicy-hotzz.html' title='Spicy Hotzz.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4286312508735301956</id><published>2008-12-12T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:21:43.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NPC + JianHan Enlistment Eve + DJYWTF.</title><content type='html'>Okay. Much of my life has been spent either sleeping, online, or chilling. It does get rather boring at times but isn't it still so much better than mugging/ working? Maybe I should start looking for a job. Or learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just upload some photos i took while going back to the scouty National Patrol Camp to check things out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scouty playground. Apparently they are suppose to have this fun element in their pioneering structures and there's a height limit now. I propose a new name call the National Gay Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyyjEjLGI/AAAAAAAAA84/fFl2k8hD56o/s1600-h/IMG_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyyjEjLGI/AAAAAAAAA84/fFl2k8hD56o/s320/IMG_0168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119032197524578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the VS gateway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyyn1j_qI/AAAAAAAAA9A/bP7OFjUHq9o/s1600-h/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyyn1j_qI/AAAAAAAAA9A/bP7OFjUHq9o/s320/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119033476841122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slums were often seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyy3hNU0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/krqtlVRcyho/s1600-h/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyy3hNU0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/krqtlVRcyho/s320/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119037686436674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weapons of mass destruction were not missing either. It could very well turn out to be some sort of you know.. the kind of training camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyzIyLfqI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/MYBflEdQV00/s1600-h/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyzIyLfqI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/MYBflEdQV00/s320/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119042321022626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, that's the prom king. In case you were wondering, he was practising like what he would do after the emcee announce his name. So proud right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyzdp2__I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AJsQjyPrSsM/s1600-h/IMG_0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyzdp2__I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AJsQjyPrSsM/s320/IMG_0180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119047923269618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Went to celebrate with jianhan for being finally all grown up and ready to become a man. Haha celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0m1iQk2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/O1RO19UtsSg/s1600-h/n565116586_1630916_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0m1iQk2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/O1RO19UtsSg/s320/n565116586_1630916_2633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279121030018798434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while waiting for the GreatJek  who was 1 hour late (improvement from 1hr 15mins) we happen to meet seeyee and changyang who went dating! Aww.. so sweet right! And lcy was wearing his look-like-everything-coat. Don't you think he looks like some army boy, a professor, a mugger, etc etc? In the end, seeyee didn't join us cos she was shy so left with lcy who came with us to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0mqwlzpI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ww5muI0vI0M/s1600-h/IMG_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0mqwlzpI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ww5muI0vI0M/s320/IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279121027126120082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most important point of this post- DJYWTF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0mxnmNqI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Kr-7_jE-utw/s1600-h/IMG_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUM0mxnmNqI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Kr-7_jE-utw/s320/IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279121028967446178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4286312508735301956?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4286312508735301956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4286312508735301956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4286312508735301956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4286312508735301956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/npc-jianhan-enlistment-eve-djywtf.html' title='NPC + JianHan Enlistment Eve + DJYWTF.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SUMyyjEjLGI/AAAAAAAAA84/fFl2k8hD56o/s72-c/IMG_0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6069529133347807483</id><published>2008-12-09T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:21:38.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Curves.</title><content type='html'>Headed down to my garage with snorlax and xiaoming to check out my &lt;strike&gt;girls&lt;/strike&gt; cars. I must say it's rather depressing at how they treated the Ferraris, leaving them outside in the torrential rain while the Maseratis had much better life staying inside the building. This phenomenon is best summarised by King Julian, "Hey, you mind going back? This is first class, there's nothing personal. It's just that we're better than you." Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r2K7vBiI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0D64sz-23qg/s1600-h/IMG_0059ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r2K7vBiI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0D64sz-23qg/s320/IMG_0059ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844760460985890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, surprises of all surprises we met wuyue, sarah and ruiqi collecting money from us at the entrance. Basket. So many years of friendship and they didn't allow us to sneak in. I'll just upload some photos. Wait, those are my cars. Why was i even paying entrance fee. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r2YOTYmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/7Xgw2gik4WA/s1600-h/IMG_0010ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r2YOTYmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/7Xgw2gik4WA/s320/IMG_0010ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844764028527202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3Gk1YZI/AAAAAAAAA7w/nVtpejsVhn4/s1600-h/IMG_0033ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3Gk1YZI/AAAAAAAAA7w/nVtpejsVhn4/s320/IMG_0033ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844776471060882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3flRfLI/AAAAAAAAA74/IzgioFVP1CU/s1600-h/IMG_0036ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3flRfLI/AAAAAAAAA74/IzgioFVP1CU/s320/IMG_0036ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844783183789234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the gargantuan brakes. Slurpz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3rzp2DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/pYXOadf7fFo/s1600-h/IMG_0048ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r3rzp2DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/pYXOadf7fFo/s320/IMG_0048ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844786465331250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s619oviI/AAAAAAAAA8I/nSSs_1w9M5U/s1600-h/IMG_0050ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s619oviI/AAAAAAAAA8I/nSSs_1w9M5U/s320/IMG_0050ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277845940242791970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s7Gf3ycI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1fWgKKHcvYk/s1600-h/IMG_0053ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s7Gf3ycI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1fWgKKHcvYk/s320/IMG_0053ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277845944681351618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s7gOEzNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JW6dVwYt3mg/s1600-h/IMG_0067ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s7gOEzNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JW6dVwYt3mg/s320/IMG_0067ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277845951586028754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s75cDVHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Zjioe7smmW0/s1600-h/IMG_0092ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s75cDVHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Zjioe7smmW0/s320/IMG_0092ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277845958355539058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favouritest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s8IDRUYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5pS_fgvNfOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0096ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6s8IDRUYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5pS_fgvNfOQ/s320/IMG_0096ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277845962278130050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the cool part now- I think I found XXX's house. (i must avoid detection.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6tfwLL9uI/AAAAAAAAA8w/HCm5SKflClg/s1600-h/lky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6tfwLL9uI/AAAAAAAAA8w/HCm5SKflClg/s320/lky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277846574344173282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking there were like more than 3 gurkha guards at the entrance alone. And walking round, i saw this bridge and there was another guard standing on it. I mean who in the right mind has a house which has a freaking bridge?! Anyway, it's along Rochalie Drive so the next time you guys go down to Orchard, you might wanna pop by and say "hi, my friend. thanks for all the love man." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you stare hard enough, you might even see &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6069529133347807483?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6069529133347807483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6069529133347807483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6069529133347807483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6069529133347807483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/dangerous-curves.html' title='Dangerous Curves.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/ST6r2K7vBiI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0D64sz-23qg/s72-c/IMG_0059ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7636836327186881726</id><published>2008-12-06T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:03:18.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredz.</title><content type='html'>It's sunday and i am BORED on a SUNDAY?! &amp;*##@$*&amp;^&amp;@*!# How can that ever be possible? Oh i forgot i am 18 already. Cursing is permitted for adults. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. I always wonder how &amp;*##@$*&amp;^&amp;@*!# = FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. It's so difficult to understand sign languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i shall blog about the random stuff that were like little pepper bits showered over this piece of chicken chop which represents my life after As. Okay whatever. As i write this post, i believe Adriel is crawling towards the finishing line, gasping for breaths with all signs of death imminent. Let's have a minute of silence to cheer him on. God bless, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall talk about one random event first- Cycling with Prom King to Changi for breakfast. What an honour to cycle with a King. You guys can never imagine the prestige involved. It's like constantly seeing hunky bodyguards cycling all around us with police cars all over. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdq4zd2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/xdXIhk203DA/s1600-h/IMG_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdq4zd2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/xdXIhk203DA/s320/IMG_0146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906456123406178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday- SUNDAY AND I AM BORED! &amp;*##@$*&amp;^&amp;@*!#&lt;br /&gt;The exciting part was venturing into old Changi Hospital unknowingly. It's like fate. I was like, eh that building looks fun. And both of us just agreed to go inside it to take a look. Viola and it was old CH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exterior was about alright other than the usual graffitis all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdu3wjuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6Y9wMKxfKtU/s1600-h/IMG_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdu3wjuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6Y9wMKxfKtU/s320/IMG_0149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906457192763106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside was abit more scary. I mean the mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdwca-2I/AAAAAAAAA64/YiBdmIuzr8I/s1600-h/IMG_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdwca-2I/AAAAAAAAA64/YiBdmIuzr8I/s320/IMG_0151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906457614973794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh nehs are aplenty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWeFYVecI/AAAAAAAAA7A/PObOMkVhXKI/s1600-h/IMG_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWeFYVecI/AAAAAAAAA7A/PObOMkVhXKI/s320/IMG_0155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906463234980290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfaithful people shouldn't go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWeSu2-4I/AAAAAAAAA7I/osup5-S8SGk/s1600-h/IMG_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWeSu2-4I/AAAAAAAAA7I/osup5-S8SGk/s320/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906466819111810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtXanjMFJI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yNY31R4VXCA/s1600-h/IMG_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtXanjMFJI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yNY31R4VXCA/s320/IMG_0157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276907503199458450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's this. It's a torture chamber in OCH for the mentally disabled people to shock them back to life with pain. See the clips at the top of the machine, the people will kiap their fingers there and the machine is switched on. The rest is history. Just kidding, those are used by the scary Japanese during WWII to torture POWs man. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtXa9T_RQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/B4TZx0SORkI/s1600-h/IMG_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtXa9T_RQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/B4TZx0SORkI/s320/IMG_0160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276907509041284354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently looking for people (with balls) to go there with me at night. Pay is about 0 bucks but you'll be rewarded with plenty of mosquito bites and no fun at all. I wonder why people will apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's scared?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7636836327186881726?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7636836327186881726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7636836327186881726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7636836327186881726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7636836327186881726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/boredz.html' title='Boredz.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STtWdq4zd2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/xdXIhk203DA/s72-c/IMG_0146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2405656272166044726</id><published>2008-12-03T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:39:35.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy's Back.</title><content type='html'>Woah. 2nd Dec, SDD's finally over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeGZx88eLI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5ZkHNDRZMD4/s1600-h/IMG_0061c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeGZx88eLI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5ZkHNDRZMD4/s320/IMG_0061c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275833265951635634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those insane shopping trips, giving up on guy clothing and just grabbing all my stuff from Zara in the end, my broken nose, mosquitoes in lausai's house, guitar heroes and all, over. It was much Déjà vu when i saw these 2 photos together. Looks identical but just that Zeri has move on to become the prom king, yet again. But lausai and me, is still lausai and me. Maybe one day, one of us will become a prom king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeDebfICEI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o3nXMCTSzsg/s1600-h/IMG_0001c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeDebfICEI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o3nXMCTSzsg/s320/IMG_0001c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830047285446722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeDeVjYtaI/AAAAAAAAA54/Wg7xH6qH3q0/s1600-h/IMG_0007c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeDeVjYtaI/AAAAAAAAA54/Wg7xH6qH3q0/s320/IMG_0007c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830045692704162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and before I forget, thanks to the many well-wishes. Have to thank alot of people for making my dream possible. I really think i don't deserve to win but I guess there have to be a winner in all competitions so perhaps i was just lucky this time. I would like to thank all my fellow pageant finalists, Megan, Melodie, JiaYi, Isabelle and Kuan Ren. Not forgetting all my fans who voted for me. I'll work harder to bring better stuff to you guys next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeEsvv328I/AAAAAAAAA6I/y_kbZObCSqE/s1600-h/IMG_0084c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeEsvv328I/AAAAAAAAA6I/y_kbZObCSqE/s320/IMG_0084c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275831392754195394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the entire event was pretty alright, other than the rather screwed organisation which made me a little more hungry than expected. Even after all of us went into the ballroom, we still ended up walking round and round to take plenty of photos cos the food was just missing and the bands were kinda un-attention-grabbing. Especially the pathetic magician from Singapore and not Vegas, poor guy almost had to take of his pants to capture the attention of the attention-deficient S46 peeps which 0.5 was just talking to their food, 0.3 was staring at the stage, and only Subra, Louis and me was trying hard to look at his lame tricks aka folding a $10 note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom King dam proud. Didn't even had a chance to take a photo with him after he won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeI4HfnEUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/cS91jRdRLzQ/s1600-h/n605978596_1182494_2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeI4HfnEUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/cS91jRdRLzQ/s320/n605978596_1182494_2446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275835986153509186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another whole, it was quite pathetic as I browsed through all the photos I took for the night. Our class didn't even take a photo together which was like hmm... But it was alright I guess. Post prom was just squeezy, loud, childish crowd and a bunch of sad show-offs. Perhaps it's just the 2 years of supressing all our inner desire to party hard in VJ which finally led of to such excitment for it LOL. Okay I sound like an asshole which didn't enjoy myself HAHAHA. Maybe i'll go club again someday but with the right people at the right place. Our poor money tree's son is wasted LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: I am NOT drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeHCoWRQUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Iyjp0iVQhrE/s1600-h/IMG_0091c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeHCoWRQUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Iyjp0iVQhrE/s320/IMG_0091c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275833967748137282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-post prom was just spent sleeping and building sandcastles in broad daylight. Decisive me brought sandcastle building tools for just $4.90 and managed to exchange them with a bunch of kids obsessed with holy water for volleyball worth at least $15.00. I think im just a pro economist and negotiator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to cycle with a couple of peeps to Boon Lay, but the inner weather instrument in me told me that it wasn't a good day. And I was right. The moment i woke up, it started raining and it haven't stopped yet. Feeling bored stuck by the rain but oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO PLAY. &lt;strong&gt;WHO WANNA PLAY WITH ME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rain, rain, go away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2405656272166044726?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2405656272166044726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2405656272166044726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2405656272166044726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2405656272166044726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/12/sexys-back.html' title='Sexy&apos;s Back.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STeGZx88eLI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5ZkHNDRZMD4/s72-c/IMG_0061c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1719336977102393118</id><published>2008-11-29T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:27:05.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte.</title><content type='html'>Okays. Finally had our class chalet. On the whole it was much fun and joy and laughter, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjbmID6mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ku5OV8RPkAA/s1600-h/IMG_0009e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjbmID6mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ku5OV8RPkAA/s320/IMG_0009e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105964369537634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started quite late. Suppose to meet at 630 &lt;strong&gt;PEE AM&lt;/strong&gt;, which is the latest I have ever went for any chalets, considering the fact that it ends at 1030 &lt;strong&gt;AYE AM &lt;/strong&gt;the next day. I had this strong sense that something would go wrong so decided to go down bit earlier to check things out. Turned out I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I got abit lost so called softergay for directions but found my way quite quickly. The place was rather ulu which was of course totally unexpected for me. But it was a lovely private corner minus all the ah bengs, ah lians (+1), and noise. Secondly, the fire. I got the shock of my life when tSg and the girl who unintentionally tried to set up EIGHT mini campfires with 2 packets of fire starters. But all was resolved with just 3 fire starters thanks to all the scouty trainings. So I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started streaming in, including dear Martin who was rather early for a teacher going to a chalet. There wasn't enough charcoal so I decided to go out to get some, asking tSg to take extra super duper good care of the precious fire that we have. Went all the way to eHub! (lol) NTUC to get them and walked all the way back to see my fire flattened and tSb and Henry and Jastine all busy eating already. Apparently it was MRDC's fault but I still think that tSg didn't protect my fire enough lah. Allow MRDC to destroy it -.- She ought to have protected it with her life. Oh wells shall not talk about it anymore. All was well after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my perfect chicken wing which was destroyed by isabelle. Check out all the chaotar wings behind mine. NOOBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjcFFvysI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tluVWENUol8/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjcFFvysI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tluVWENUol8/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105972681329346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang a rather strange song which everybody knew how to sing except me so I was just in shock to hear it. Luckily when I recover, all was over and Martin was already blowing the candles as though it was his birthday. Perhaps so, first time see us don't need feel heart pain and stress and frustration so it's like a rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin blowing his candles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjcbySYJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/gALt55DJ2Gg/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjcbySYJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/gALt55DJ2Gg/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105978773725330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor azlin, outcasted by the bbq gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjck4sG3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5AL39HTOrOE/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjck4sG3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5AL39HTOrOE/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105981216496498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YeeJek is obviously jealous. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjdOTOUBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/D4BynyTD2zM/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjdOTOUBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/D4BynyTD2zM/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105992333643794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoyi eating his chaotar corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlyS7wGPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/P1oFWOqemhE/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlyS7wGPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/P1oFWOqemhE/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108553377880306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Gen came around to visit and left in a flash. Must remember to go for his dinner on Friday to bid him farewell to botakness. Everybody just chilled around with quite alot of people leaving halfway- wingz, see yee, vivi, lcy, normen (who went drinking and got drunk), azlin and martin. After which, we went to catch Quarantine which was rather exciting, especially tSg who was overly stimulated after the show. Chill man, chill. Most of us were too traumatised after the show, so all of us went back to the chalet. I wanted to go down to old Changi Hospital but I guess it was the wrong time to bring it up. But having gone there couple of days ago when I went cycling with zeriman, it wasn't such a bad place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most unglam moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlyjr8E9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/C6ED86JjiZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlyjr8E9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/C6ED86JjiZ0/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108557874959314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us turned carpenters when Henry broke the chair when he got too excited playing heart attack. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFly0BgrrI/AAAAAAAAA44/X3mdJRTnzRE/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFly0BgrrI/AAAAAAAAA44/X3mdJRTnzRE/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108562260405938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a few games of random games and having Jastine prank calling 苏哈那 and gay andy. Both didn't end well cos 苏哈那 just hung up his call, perhaps he wasn't the first to prank her and gay andy was probably playing DOTA so not funny at all. Went to Pasir Ris Park to walk around and we realise that there was nothing to do. So we walked all the way to Macs to have our breakfast, the earliest I ever had in my life. Tried the McGriddles which was err... just sweet. Softergay died in MacDonalds, I guess because of the nice sofa seat she was on. And so, we went back to the chalet for people to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting beng and emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlzYFOJtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Zom1Uxyhcgs/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFlzYFOJtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Zom1Uxyhcgs/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108571939645138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorlax with her happy meal toy. Busy eating and no time to pose so moto moto had to pose for her. moto moto. (can't help it, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFl0D-XnCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6SLxDZruKHU/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFl0D-XnCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6SLxDZruKHU/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108583722064930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softergay dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STForyPiWeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EZfmgJphIPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STForyPiWeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EZfmgJphIPQ/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111740058163682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softergay dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFosYS9KAI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EX9wRsmY38c/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFosYS9KAI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EX9wRsmY38c/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111750273050626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being strong as usual, didn't sleep so just stoned around waiting for the sun to rise. The guard was really on time to open to gate and so 无底洞 and the unintentional girl and me all went to watch the sunrise which had aready risen. The morning air and sun was really good cos I needed a good tan and some oxygen after all the carbon dioxide at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The risen sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFos5XPFKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/qflogsN7P7g/s1600-h/IMG_0056e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFos5XPFKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/qflogsN7P7g/s320/IMG_0056e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111759149372578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busking in the glorious sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFotGiNODI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hIMjENcyKRM/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFotGiNODI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hIMjENcyKRM/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111762685048882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wandering at the beach for awhile, all of us went back to nap. Woke up by tSg who commented about 无底洞 and me that we were sleeping far away from each other -.- Err, are we suppose to be like hugging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us went off, with tSg, snorlax and me going to town to collect my tailored stuffs and to go somewhere which apparently can help tSg look for a job. In the end she didn't get conned by the salesman at the strange shop. I think it was more of the other way around, cos she took 3 person's worth of time during the meet-the-conman session. Opps it was salesman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tSg posing in front of her favourite shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFot6ceh2I/AAAAAAAAA5w/e0aWeo1aMC4/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFot6ceh2I/AAAAAAAAA5w/e0aWeo1aMC4/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111776619661154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was teppanyaki and snorlax ordered her upsided set c which she finished -.- seriously can be 无底洞2 already lah. Snorlax and me went to visit lausai after that and played with his ps3. Rather shiok except for the fact that both of us were really tired so we were just stoning most of the time.. Cabbed back cos was really tired and ended the chalet days there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to more fun, but I guess next up is gonna be just prom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1719336977102393118?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1719336977102393118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1719336977102393118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1719336977102393118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1719336977102393118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/charlotte.html' title='Charlotte.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/STFjbmID6mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ku5OV8RPkAA/s72-c/IMG_0009e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3234596912197090265</id><published>2008-11-21T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:59:18.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Lamborghini Day.</title><content type='html'>Woah, last 2 days was quite fun. Mostly prom shopping and I guess im quite settled for some things already. Must thank Ah Bao and Ong for travelling around with Chen and me to look around, especially for the last 30 mins. BUT, I helped Ong find motivated to train sia- a new zara shirt. LOL. Plus, I seriously think that Ong had the most fun. It's like starbucks also can start playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYGN2utI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TjHwx-NHrMw/s1600-h/IMG_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYGN2utI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TjHwx-NHrMw/s320/IMG_0131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511056822745810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage to him and hope his tour group has plenty of m** m** for him to play. Here's to you dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out these few days haven't exactly been too happening. But one day coincided with the World Lamborghini Day which was awesome. Saw this matt black Murciélago LP640 which was wayyyyyy gayyyyy. Freaking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYW_61kI/AAAAAAAAA3w/CS6QfTzqPiI/s1600-h/IMG_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYW_61kI/AAAAAAAAA3w/CS6QfTzqPiI/s320/IMG_0134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511061327697474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a white one too. Which isn't too bad if you give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYK6RJII/AAAAAAAAA3o/AS3wLadXEAA/s1600-h/IMG_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYK6RJII/AAAAAAAAA3o/AS3wLadXEAA/s320/IMG_0135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511058082768002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I highly suspect that these 2 people are actually the owners of the lambs. Dam sly lah. They just sit at one corner and chill, secretly giggling to themselves at the number of people taking photos of their delicious cars. One day I'll do that man. It's like the ultimate ego boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYi_BDNI/AAAAAAAAA34/WFNf7oh9KNM/s1600-h/IMG_0138e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYi_BDNI/AAAAAAAAA34/WFNf7oh9KNM/s320/IMG_0138e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271511064545135826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my first run in ages today. Almost died. But I was lucky I didn't forget how to run so still not so bad. Bracing myself for a full body muscleache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3234596912197090265?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3234596912197090265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3234596912197090265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3234596912197090265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3234596912197090265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun.html' title='World Lamborghini Day.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSgrYGN2utI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TjHwx-NHrMw/s72-c/IMG_0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4425253733278258118</id><published>2008-11-19T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:50:50.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far.</title><content type='html'>So good. My life has been filled with great funs, laughters, and slacks most importantly thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After physics was ABSOLUTE FREEDOM. It's hard to imagine I understand. But perhaps one can think of it as something related close to heart- "THEABSOLUTEZERO". As our dear beets always say, absolute zero is the lowest possible temperature that any substance can be at. Hence, putting it in context, absolute freedom is like the lowest possible freedom that any person can feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went vivocity or vivicity (as lcy likes it) and watched madagascar. It was really funny but some people were complaining alot. But I guess it ain't all that bad if you just watch and try and like do ABSOLUTE DEGENERATION of your brain cells after months of intense usage. Honestly speaking, I think that adults/ parents enjoyed the show much more than the kids. It's like the laughter in the theatre was mostly from the girl who laughed unintentionally, so ever nonchalently and the adults/ parents. The kids laugh at the strangest things. It's like when the entire theatre is silent, the kids will laugh at the penguins slapping their flappers. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes before I forget, the Scorpion girl, secretly pangsehed us. I can't believe im talking to her on msn now. It's like stabbing her back while talking to her. It's difficult I know. But picture this- there is a knife sticking out of the wall and her back is facing it. She's talking to me. And as we talk, I kept walking towards her, so she keeps moving back. And the knife slowly plunges into her back, through the backbone and the centre of the ribs. It didn't puncture any vital organs and she survived. But she's in great pain now. Do visit her in hospital soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was shopping and more shopping and bridge with liang, gay, belle, hakim, and most amazing of all amazement, tan jian han aka simon. Went to get liang's prom stuff from Club Marc and then it was home alone 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and I've got a new iPhone from Singtel. My silent button fell off couple of weeks ago but I was just too busy to get it repaired (so I thought). I was so pissed at the stupid people at the call centres in India or Philippines or whereever you are dammit. Everything also don't know, I wonder why people hire them for. The stupid guy at Apple told me to bring my charger along when I go repair. I didn't believe him so I brought my receipt along. And thank God I didn't. Cos if I did I would be making another trip down. Oh wells, geography again- The disadvantages of NIDL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my life has just started again. Pardon me for the lack of photos. Perhaps this should excited you guys slightly. &lt;strong&gt;Yet&lt;/strong&gt; another scandal I caught while going home. Do take note of the bolded word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSQnViIh_sI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Yb6M0x1oin8/s1600-h/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSQnViIh_sI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Yb6M0x1oin8/s320/IMG_0114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270380714823646914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4425253733278258118?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4425253733278258118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4425253733278258118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4425253733278258118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4425253733278258118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-far.html' title='So Far.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SSQnViIh_sI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Yb6M0x1oin8/s72-c/IMG_0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3154867490066919392</id><published>2008-11-16T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:57:34.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry ah.</title><content type='html'>Dam lame I know. What to do? Ong's wonderful idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EMBED src="http://download.makeinflash.com/cd_newyear_v1.swf?id=mnwGcj1G-uGE7zMA6u0i6u0A4JNHD1cLR8vY7zeH7G0iNt-F-9c0Q8DLD0NgRjYEP94H-M" quality=high WIDTH="425" HEIGHT="100"NAME="cd_newyear_v1.swf" ALIGN="" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash"PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" FlashVars="id=mnwGcj1G-uGE7zMA6u0i6u0A4JNHD1cLR8vY7zeH7G0iNt-F-9c0Q8DLD0NgRjYEP94H-M"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya but nobody will see this lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3154867490066919392?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3154867490066919392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3154867490066919392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3154867490066919392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3154867490066919392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-ah.html' title='Sorry ah.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4486498227350029952</id><published>2008-11-13T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:14:45.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Almost).</title><content type='html'>It's (almost) over. Finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I am back blogging again. Rotting away so quickly into my slacking days liao. The thought of physics on tuesday just makes me melt and sianz haha. But oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pop by here to make a short post since im bored. Anyway, there isn't much stuff i can blog about other than the leg breaking experience yesterday, but still nothing exciting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what a teacher sent to me. OMG. I can't believe that she's such a party animal. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SRz7J9VtnHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/nG_yHSLiB_M/s1600-h/sharon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SRz7J9VtnHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/nG_yHSLiB_M/s320/sharon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361812619664498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is still exciting with random stuff popping out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SRz5wSTH-bI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bgi4qXxvYkQ/s1600-h/xianyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SRz5wSTH-bI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bgi4qXxvYkQ/s320/xianyi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268360272057727410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at xianyi's excited face. I've never seen him this excited in my life. It's amazing. Facebook never fails to surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normen ah. Nothing special lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4486498227350029952?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4486498227350029952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4486498227350029952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4486498227350029952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4486498227350029952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost.html' title='(Almost).'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SRz7J9VtnHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/nG_yHSLiB_M/s72-c/sharon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1368584763214201109</id><published>2008-11-01T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T03:35:23.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Causes of Floods.</title><content type='html'>Failure of levees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An Illinois man, James Scott, 23 at the time, was sentenced to &lt;strong&gt;life imprisonment &lt;/strong&gt;for his role in causing some of the flooding across the river from Quincy, IL. He was officially convicted for "intentionally causing a catastrophe". Scott removed several sandbags from a levee holding back the water, in an attempt to &lt;strong&gt;strand his wife on the other side of the river so he could continue partying&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holey moley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1368584763214201109?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1368584763214201109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1368584763214201109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1368584763214201109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1368584763214201109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/11/causes-of-floods.html' title='Causes of Floods.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8437854771437424540</id><published>2008-10-26T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:48:02.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everybody.</title><content type='html'>Ah. It feels good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I make this post, A levels is officially just 7 days away. 1 week later I'll be sitting in the stupid hall. And the reason why I am blogging is cos I am eating cup noodles. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GASP. I found evaaaa in VJC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4B6U8yI/AAAAAAAAApY/RSX59_BF-uM/s1600-h/IMG_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4B6U8yI/AAAAAAAAApY/RSX59_BF-uM/s320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504950098522914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe32uEgQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Zy3Tjmmfy0U/s1600-h/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe32uEgQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Zy3Tjmmfy0U/s320/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504947094323458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody find walleee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoyi is a tired man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4v0efpI/AAAAAAAAApg/BAGXxBrid9s/s1600-h/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4v0efpI/AAAAAAAAApg/BAGXxBrid9s/s320/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504962422013586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe5jKHy-I/AAAAAAAAApw/-LfKjyvBUvI/s1600-h/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe5jKHy-I/AAAAAAAAApw/-LfKjyvBUvI/s320/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504976203008994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4z0c4lI/AAAAAAAAApo/yVQ-RGVJhNk/s1600-h/IMG_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4z0c4lI/AAAAAAAAApo/yVQ-RGVJhNk/s320/IMG_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504963495649874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired too.. I don't feel like blogging but I have to do something to digest the noodles before I sleep. Or I'll grow fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like chewing something. Not my fault k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8437854771437424540?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8437854771437424540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8437854771437424540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8437854771437424540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8437854771437424540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-everybody.html' title='Hello Everybody.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SQSe4B6U8yI/AAAAAAAAApY/RSX59_BF-uM/s72-c/IMG_0084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7718984797646971834</id><published>2008-10-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:58:37.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape.</title><content type='html'>Yo. First week of remedials and 3 more weeks to the "A".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty nothing much happening, though there were several highlights. I didn't know about the open house until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjsh34c7I/AAAAAAAAAog/VEWVwSLLw1w/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjsh34c7I/AAAAAAAAAog/VEWVwSLLw1w/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740013055341490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjs26_hhI/AAAAAAAAAoo/aXcRk4Hicrg/s1600-h/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjs26_hhI/AAAAAAAAAoo/aXcRk4Hicrg/s320/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740018705532434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup then there was The Great Escape which was predicted by the 二十世纪少年 which saved lots of people- wingz, fadedsky, LCY, norazlin, tSg and a couple of other few peeps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjsxLceDI/AAAAAAAAAow/0D3Z8Eb7fA0/s1600-h/IMG_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjsxLceDI/AAAAAAAAAow/0D3Z8Eb7fA0/s320/IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740017163925554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, those who were in remedials could not be save. Let's have a moment of silence for the sunburns on their skins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright glorious sunny day! Victorians really know when to have fun- Just looking at them trickle into the field for some fun and games tickle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjs0J0UlI/AAAAAAAAAo4/0i8KakhVFg0/s1600-h/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjs0J0UlI/AAAAAAAAAo4/0i8KakhVFg0/s320/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740017962406482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjtJZ2U1I/AAAAAAAAApA/aY93JrjwQ1s/s1600-h/IMG_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjtJZ2U1I/AAAAAAAAApA/aY93JrjwQ1s/s320/IMG_0070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740023666791250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ. Really tired. But I need to study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAkFJTGukI/AAAAAAAAApI/p2N1knzSGSY/s1600-h/IMG_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAkFJTGukI/AAAAAAAAApI/p2N1knzSGSY/s320/IMG_0056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255740435955366466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7718984797646971834?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7718984797646971834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7718984797646971834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7718984797646971834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7718984797646971834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SPAjsh34c7I/AAAAAAAAAog/VEWVwSLLw1w/s72-c/IMG_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6022507299681893882</id><published>2008-10-04T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:13:01.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adiós, VJC.</title><content type='html'>That's that. 4 years finally gone and Im OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually not that emo now so nothing much to talk about. Ms Ong messaged me early in the morning and wished me well for my As. I guess it's people like her that I'll always remember VJ for. It's like she has been out of VJ already, yet she still knows it is Farewell that day. It's comforting to know that there are still people around who cares (notaboutthat4As). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I admit. I'll remember classic moments like this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGGic5fGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/uRh6Y1qdN2M/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGGic5fGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/uRh6Y1qdN2M/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253314937236323426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Assembly was rather funny I must say. The highlight is certainly seeing Mr Yong in VJ Knights -.- RESPECT MAN LOLL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGG-CVq4I/AAAAAAAAAng/Pn7UWqyIFPk/s1600-h/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGG-CVq4I/AAAAAAAAAng/Pn7UWqyIFPk/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253314944641117058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had our most successful class outing yet. It's really amazing cos like as it gets closer to As, more and more people wanna go for outings -.- That's why I say we're a strange class. Here's the class photo in almost full resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGG0S42fI/AAAAAAAAAno/YvugcBSahDk/s1600-h/IMG_0598e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGG0S42fI/AAAAAAAAAno/YvugcBSahDk/s320/IMG_0598e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253314942026177010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's dear Beets, wishing him happy retirement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGHKlXDGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jUCrypG6wtg/s1600-h/IMG_0606ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGHKlXDGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jUCrypG6wtg/s320/IMG_0606ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253314948009233506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our memorable V35, where we met and where we left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGHIObpvI/AAAAAAAAAn4/SDhSzx0YAMY/s1600-h/IMG_0617ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGHIObpvI/AAAAAAAAAn4/SDhSzx0YAMY/s320/IMG_0617ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253314947376195314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear well-rounded CPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHVyk8byI/AAAAAAAAAoA/pI5yOetvse4/s1600-h/IMG_0642ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHVyk8byI/AAAAAAAAAoA/pI5yOetvse4/s320/IMG_0642ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253316298774703906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to our security guards, VJ is a safe and sound place. (wait, sound?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHV_lJIaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cccEwqXKWDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0652ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHV_lJIaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cccEwqXKWDQ/s320/IMG_0652ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253316302265196962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Yang makes an apt ending to this chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHVzSdM9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PI8jQ2X404E/s1600-h/IMG_0619ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHVzSdM9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PI8jQ2X404E/s320/IMG_0619ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253316298965595090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait. Maybe Henry is not bad too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHWGFEreI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0YrcMRAB5Lk/s1600-h/IMG_0602c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeHWGFEreI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0YrcMRAB5Lk/s320/IMG_0602c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253316304009735650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6022507299681893882?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6022507299681893882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6022507299681893882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6022507299681893882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6022507299681893882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/10/adis-vjc.html' title='Adiós, VJC.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOeGGic5fGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/uRh6Y1qdN2M/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3773661299072221375</id><published>2008-10-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:03:40.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>It's not often that I feel such an impulse to blog so I guess I really should cos I doubt future mugging sessions will be able to stimulate my blogging senses to such a large extent. I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow after farewell assembly but I guess it's never too emo around friends but only at times like now when it's all dark and gloomy at home, all alone. But who cares about tomorrow when I have today. Tomorrow shall come when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOTcm3IPSPI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Qnyzx4xxukg/s1600-h/IMG_0962e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOTcm3IPSPI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Qnyzx4xxukg/s320/IMG_0962e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565625612486898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOTcnP_55eI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bgHohP-_V08/s1600-h/IMG_0004ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOTcnP_55eI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bgHohP-_V08/s320/IMG_0004ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565632288417250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time I've been in VJC- already. Time really does fly, even when you're not having fun. Honestly, VJ wasn't exactly the most fun place to be at in this period of my life when I could have been out at better places, out having serious fun, being outstanding, and truely outperforming myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP life wasn't exactly great. Time passed agonisingly slow each day. There was always a reason to not feel good enough. It truely suck to feel so stupid. And worse of all it's 2 entire years. 63115200 seconds in all to be exact. But still, time passed. I would say JC life was much more fun and exciting for me. Not so much mugging and there were people to screw up with me, unlike in the IP where failure = condemned. I could get UUUU for common test and know that there would definitely be another clown who would try to beat me perhaps like try to pon all the exams. It definitely came as a relief to me as there were finally stupid people around me. Or at least, people who could afford to act stupid cos exams are not all that live for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07S51.&lt;/strong&gt; I guess we left more markings on the classroom tables than any other strange special academic records that we could have achieved. We're a really strange class to start off with, not exactly the best of combinations of people but still I guess we'll all definitely end up fine. Thanks for the memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have chosen to stay in VS and enjoy topping my cohort year after year, enjoy the sadistic times tekaning my juniors. Even if I screwed up my O levels, taking the poly route really isn't that bad since I've experienced it all now. I chose a different route and here I am now. At the end of the day, there will be no regrets as this is my life, an Adventure that will not just end here and now. I'd like to take a quote from a speech from an unknown guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you should prepare for is mess. &lt;strong&gt;Life's a mess.&lt;/strong&gt; You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough. It seems like a well timed God-sent message for me. (perhaps hinting that i'll screw up my As) But there are wise words that come only from people who has truely experienced life as an Adventure, a never ending one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although mess is what I should prepare for, but now is not the time. I need to prepare to do my best and perhaps one day, just one day, be able to step out of VJ with my head held high, knowing that I've done my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall come when it comes- I'll blog more if tomorrow is good. (life is mess)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3773661299072221375?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3773661299072221375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3773661299072221375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3773661299072221375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3773661299072221375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/10/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOTcm3IPSPI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Qnyzx4xxukg/s72-c/IMG_0962e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4002763350382378394</id><published>2008-09-30T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:37:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrills and Spills.</title><content type='html'>Ah finally all results are back. Overall, it was rather disappointing, especially geography and economics. I was really hoping not to get a strings of Es but amazingly I managed to do it again. I mean the level of consistency in me is just like what teachers and uni interviewers are looking for, so I guess it ain't that bad. But on the other hand, i feel better just looking at tSg's MSN nick: why can't it be Aconomics? Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, results are BORING. I ain't gonna talk about them no more. It has really been a long time since I last blogged, but ah not my fault k- my life is more boring than you can ever imagine. Finally something exciting happened yesterday and today, &lt;strong&gt;I AM GONNA TAKE REVENGE ON NORMEN GOH.&lt;/strong&gt; MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA DIEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining now... I wanna go out to play. I hate studying. I guess I am never gonna ever have ever studied so much in my entire life in the next coming month. Alevelsuckkkkkss. Tomorrow's Hari Raya so happy Hari Raya to Norazlin and Mohammad before I forget. Hope to go your house for some green bao and toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I thought through the question of why guys emo after Norazlin showed us the corny picture. But it's like not everybody can be labelled "emo". It's not easy to like determine who is and who isn't emo too cos as najib stressed, there is like this emo-happy continuum, so the difference between emos and happys these days are blurred. Even EmoBoys are allowed to smile and pinch cheeks these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJDgnvJmqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3ZiHsjWnrcs/s1600-h/jek.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJDgnvJmqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3ZiHsjWnrcs/s320/jek.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834343169039010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's lecture 1: &lt;strong&gt;How to talk to Emo Boys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give him some space. Don't rush up to him and start blurting at the first opportunity. Unless you're dead lucky, this will probably irritate/startle/freak him out a lot. So try and give him a little space-- don't stare too much, don't be too heavy, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find out what he's interested in. You don't have to dig to find out what he likes and what he's interested in. Some ways to figure this out would be: &lt;br /&gt;Observing his clothes. T-shirts with band names or pictures on them may be a dead giveaway to what he's interested in, so keep your eyes peeled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Studying his possessions. Don't become a freaky stalker, but try to get a glimpse of his bag, or something like that. Why he has a bag, I don't know but if he does just walk away. But what's on there may also give you a clue of what he's interested in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Observing his friends. If you know any of them, they might have the same interests. Or you can look at what they do together--listen to music, talk about a certain band, paint their nails, make out...if you have to talk to his friends then you're seriously pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do Your Research on Emo's. If you know a little - or a lot - about the Emo culture, you're more likely to have a good conversation and impress him. So look them up. Try to find some Emo bands and give them a listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Find the right time. Don't try to strike up a flirtatious conversation if he's tied to a train track. Okay, that may not happen, but use your common sense to figure out when would be the best time to talk to him. If he's in trouble or looking irritated, avoid chatting-you'll most probably get negative results. But if he looks pretty normal and isn't busy, gather up your courage and try your luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't babble. If you don't talk often, babbling away about yourself--or him--may startle or annoy him. You don't want to scare him off if you've come this far. Try to keep it short and sweet. Talk about something that he can contribute to as well-- it makes the conversation a lot better and more enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Compliment him. Everyone loves a compliment, so if you want to please him, give him one. As you probably know, complimenting an Emo guy is a little different. But here are some basic things you can say to him: &lt;br /&gt;"Did you get that shirt at a show? It's awesome." &lt;br /&gt;"I like your (item of clothing/possession)-- where'd you get it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see from point 8, usually it's very simple to spot emo guys cos they have really good and unique sense of fashion from like the usual dark clothings. This guy is cool but I've only seen him once. If someone manages to spot him in VJ again please tell me! He's so emo-cool (think starwars)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJA9ApnSrI/AAAAAAAAAmw/NlwnLYwNZW8/s1600-h/emo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJA9ApnSrI/AAAAAAAAAmw/NlwnLYwNZW8/s320/emo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251831532358159026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anybody (Norazlin) need any tips on EmoBoys? Too shy to approach them (YeeJek)? Just drop me a msg on the tagboard if you guys have a question and I'll be glad to help out. If you are too shy, feel free to contact me privately via email at &lt;a href="mailto:emoboys_anonymous@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emoboys_anonymous@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be forewarned&lt;/strong&gt;. If you can't take any of the below, please &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6Cm8DMI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yEXWSkUORHU/s1600-h/IMG_0033c.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; leave hardergay immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJA9XBppEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/93GOCKoqyrM/s1600-h/emo+warning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJA9XBppEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/93GOCKoqyrM/s320/emo+warning.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251831538364556354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4002763350382378394?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4002763350382378394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4002763350382378394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4002763350382378394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4002763350382378394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/09/thrills-and-spills.html' title='Thrills and Spills.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SOJDgnvJmqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3ZiHsjWnrcs/s72-c/jek.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5733686750896270643</id><published>2008-09-21T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:02:14.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Prelims.</title><content type='html'>It's back to becoming a full time slacker now. Finally a break after a seemingly endless prelims exams. YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and not forgetting our most successful class outing yet, we had almost half the class going out for lunch and movie so it's Wall-e x2 for me. After which we started to stone and tSg and sugarush decided to leave sneakily when we were trying to decide what to do after that. TSK. Went to Borders which was when I was bored to death so decided to leave sneakily like tSg and sugarush to meet Adriel who was also sneakily mugging again at a sneaky corner which I can't reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yee Jek soon after who was doing something sneaky too (as usual), then went to catch some dinner at this powerful place. Seriously, powerful is the correct word. It's like some kind of strange Japanese restaurant which is full of Chinese waiters and waitresses so I felt kinda cheated. It's call Beppu Menkan Japanese Noodle Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their logo. Don't get like deceived- it's seriously like some 七月 kinda symbol -.- but their noodles are no joke man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYaqA9X5I/AAAAAAAAAl4/_XECTjCN4EY/s1600-h/IMG_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYaqA9X5I/AAAAAAAAAl4/_XECTjCN4EY/s320/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248479630725046162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the menu will already shock you. They have dishes named after stuff like Red Blood Hell, Poison Hell, Bloody Hell, etc etc which was initially a joke for us too cos it seriously seemed screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it looks like a bloody hell indeed? It's almost like noodles soaked in blended chilli juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbOkWPGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1-CAgpEasZs/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbOkWPGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1-CAgpEasZs/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248479640537152610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much thanks goes to Adriel to lend me his face to show how powerful the noodles were. To quote from the man, "my eyes were ejaculating tears all over the shop." I suppose it's quite hard to imagine that so I got some video to help stimulate your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8kShHy7Wuo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8kShHy7Wuo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even finish his 8 chilli hot noodles. Mine was 4 LOL (heng ah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbHqZXDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UpxoaIpSmUk/s1600-h/adriel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbHqZXDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UpxoaIpSmUk/s320/adriel" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248479638683474994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh the next few days were rather stoned with not too many happening stuff so I had to organise some myself. Went to shoot around Hougang which turn out rather fun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbS-VDyI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OzEa-3rmB-c/s1600-h/IMG_0205ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYbS-VDyI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OzEa-3rmB-c/s320/IMG_0205ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248479641719869218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think this is a really strange tree? What a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYb4oU8JI/AAAAAAAAAmY/s_Xf06jiO94/s1600-h/IMG_0180ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYb4oU8JI/AAAAAAAAAmY/s_Xf06jiO94/s320/IMG_0180ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248479651828134034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah and today went to pool with a couple of peeps- Pong, Zeri, Maho and... me. It was good fun and the Courtesy Warriors finally got to meet. There was much staring on the streets but still, we were proud of our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYxKkRQbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7mKw2frs2kk/s1600-h/IMG_0033c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYxKkRQbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7mKw2frs2kk/s320/IMG_0033c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480017420206514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5733686750896270643?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5733686750896270643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5733686750896270643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5733686750896270643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5733686750896270643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-prelims.html' title='Goodbye Prelims.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SNZYaqA9X5I/AAAAAAAAAl4/_XECTjCN4EY/s72-c/IMG_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6688007518134692344</id><published>2008-09-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:00:21.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Depression.</title><content type='html'>Ah such an eventful week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_XilTdGbI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8jrUTdSql1I/s1600-h/sb10068888dd-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_XilTdGbI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8jrUTdSql1I/s320/sb10068888dd-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246649080039152050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if prelims was not depressing enough, while we were happily and ignorantly scribbling on our authentic VJC exam foolscrap (secretly hoping that we can save the world with the A on a piece of paper) with a special hole on the top left hand corner as a mark of quality , the world was already melting now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_Xiw0tUHI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HIR1CDHMVH0/s1600-h/Lehman_Brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_Xiw0tUHI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HIR1CDHMVH0/s320/Lehman_Brothers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246649083131416690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was Northern Rock. Now, Lehman Brothers (just look at them. they SECRETLY knew that this was gonna happen. you can almost tell from that smile) have collapsed together with the surprise sale of Merrill Lynch to Bank of America for mere US$50 billion. Together with the bailout 2 of the largest mortgage giants Federal National Mortgage Association (Fannie Mae) and Federal Home Loan Mortgage Corporation (Freddie Mac), it seemed like nothing is impossible to fail now. And now American International Group (AIG) is also on the verge of bankruptcy should it fail to raise US$20 billion by wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you're not affected. (gasp! me?!) Yes you. Stop giving me that kind of stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_Xi5tPiGI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RR7wj07fVJU/s1600-h/a0229-000045i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_Xi5tPiGI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RR7wj07fVJU/s320/a0229-000045i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246649085516023906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably are one of the millions of people insured under AIA and yes that's a subsidiary of AIG. IGNORANT FOOLS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank runs. Imagine MEGA BANK RUNS. Imagine you, 65 years old, retiring this year with all your entire life savings gone overnight. 65 years of hard work mugging so hard for that 4As in VJC gone OVERNIGHT. It's a really terrible thing. All that borrowing to spend in US has finally gotten back to bite their backsides. And it's a really bad bite- imagine like a big slice of that flesh gone and it's getting infected with like yellowish pus oozing out. There's no way US can sit down now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only a question of who's next- Bank of America, JP Morgan Chase, Goldman Sachs or Morgan Stanley. It's good to keep up with what's happening, especially if you're an Economics student. Being an Economics student is not just all about calculating opportunity cost of reading up on current affairs vs studying for prelims. Cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably wouldn't be stroking (or rubbing) your piggy bank if you know the gravity of the issues at hand now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_XjEjmfVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8JWr1GR8sdY/s1600-h/sb10069611q-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_XjEjmfVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8JWr1GR8sdY/s320/sb10069611q-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246649088428375378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thanks for reading. That post is to fulfill my dream of working at wall street as a private banker for rich people like Chen Corporation etc. Don't you think I seriously sound serious like a REAL investment banker working there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6688007518134692344?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6688007518134692344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6688007518134692344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6688007518134692344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6688007518134692344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-depression.html' title='A Great Depression.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SM_XilTdGbI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8jrUTdSql1I/s72-c/sb10068888dd-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2411235226356286308</id><published>2008-09-05T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:30:21.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugged.</title><content type='html'>I realised it has been awhile since I last updated, thanks to 无抵抗 for the kind reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SMFUnJe7kSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IJmt8NoE-z8/s1600-h/starbucks_mug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SMFUnJe7kSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IJmt8NoE-z8/s320/starbucks_mug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242564472773251362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, there really anything happening about my life these days. This photo aptly describes my life for the past weeks. (okdoesntmeanimconstantlymuggingbutatleastitriedtothinkaboutitevenwheniplaydoesitcount?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I am beginning to be transform my life into a full-time mugger and a 100%-ready-to-take-exam-anytime guy. One can perhaps obviously tell from the photo that I have been drinking alot of coffee lately. In addition, there's "The Mug" too. Like OMG IT'S THE MUGGGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging nonsense. Why did 无抵抗 even try to ask me to blog. Plus it's supposedly a waste my precious mugging time too. Oh yes thinking slightly harder there were cool things that happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My phone screwed up. First it was the camera. Then the screen when i slide it up. Then it's the speaker and microphone. Now it's the screen even when it's down. So are you happy now? HAPPY THAT MY PHONE IS SPOILED? &lt;strong&gt;VERY ENTERTAINING IS IT???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Even cooler. I was crossing the zebra crossing near VJ and this truck DRIFTED in front of me. I was like ZOMFG WTFF??! I tried to google like "drifting truck" to find a photo, BUT THERE WASN'T EVEN ONE ON GOOGLE!! This was the best I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SMFXwMcro4I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/DmMQuP2OGBA/s1600-h/truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SMFXwMcro4I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/DmMQuP2OGBA/s320/truck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242567926722831234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you like imagine how rare it is for a truck to drift. AND HOW FREAKING DANGEROUS??!! Although it's cool to die getting hit by a drifting truck but I'd rather still die getting knocked down normally by a non-drifting Lamborghini in any case. (if anyone of you were thinking of knocking me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cool right my life? I bet you muggers out there don't have a life as cool as mine. LOSERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2411235226356286308?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2411235226356286308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2411235226356286308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2411235226356286308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2411235226356286308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/09/mugged.html' title='Mugged.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SMFUnJe7kSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IJmt8NoE-z8/s72-c/starbucks_mug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7475298974281505194</id><published>2008-08-23T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:02:37.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow...</title><content type='html'>Okays. Prelims officially starts tomorrow and I have zero idea why I am still blogging. Perhaps just to update some happening stuff that happened for the past week. Anyway, my grandma just passed away. Somehow I don't really feel too sad even though we were quite close. I managed to spend some moments with her quietly alone, even though she didn't talk much to me, I could tell that she's already very tired. I really thank God for taking her away peacefully and quietly, and I am glad that she didn't suffer too much pain during this period. Perhaps, it's the right time to let her go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to more happening things. Beetsma is a happy man now. Much thanks goes firstly to my co-projek (cough) manager, mr khaw, for sharing and conceptualising this dream and 坚持到底 with me even though there were times when the banner seemed too screwed to even be true. Lots of thanks also goes out to St. Albert who wasn't too excited about staying back to paint the banner with us but still managed to do so. I know it was a pain in the apple to stay back but we're really glad you did. Next is of course our last official painter (yes we painted the whole darn thing in 6 hours and 4 person -.-) softergay. Thanks for painting the words cos it would be so ugly if the guys were the one to draw it. Nonetheless there was also mr khaw's wife who popped by to cheer us on? Maybe in the reserve psychological manner, those "secretly" laughs in your heart made me even wanna paint it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with a photo with Martin who was really excited to take photos with us. No idea why. He didn't even ask like why we're taking photos with him. Perhaps he secretly knew... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDaxamlP7I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9-Oz2_QAgVM/s1600-h/IMG_0072c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDaxamlP7I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9-Oz2_QAgVM/s320/IMG_0072c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237926909121478578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. There was also JianXu and HanHao who helped us to do up a sketch of Martin. And below is softergay's sketch. -.- way way off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDaxgGI5QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/_QD3xorraaU/s1600-h/2789819076_b513030d26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDaxgGI5QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/_QD3xorraaU/s320/2789819076_b513030d26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237926910596015362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDax5ZBt-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/3CTIuHrEdVs/s1600-h/2789815712_571edbb8f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDax5ZBt-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/3CTIuHrEdVs/s320/2789815712_571edbb8f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237926917386123234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDax29M4UI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nfmnrgXIw10/s1600-h/2789816002_ff796137f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDax29M4UI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nfmnrgXIw10/s320/2789816002_ff796137f8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237926916732543298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDayDfoPNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tRzp12UnaUA/s1600-h/2789816688_418ffca8f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDayDfoPNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tRzp12UnaUA/s320/2789816688_418ffca8f4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237926920098168018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbiQq3_iI/AAAAAAAAAj4/up_V4glhMZo/s1600-h/2789817094_d5d6c2af33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbiQq3_iI/AAAAAAAAAj4/up_V4glhMZo/s320/2789817094_d5d6c2af33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237927748268719650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softergay painting her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbiz536eI/AAAAAAAAAkA/erVioCNZtuQ/s1600-h/2789817706_ab144c5d7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbiz536eI/AAAAAAAAAkA/erVioCNZtuQ/s320/2789817706_ab144c5d7c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237927757726869986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbi-i_wOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PHow4i8G2oU/s1600-h/2789817962_6dd4ffe39c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbi-i_wOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PHow4i8G2oU/s320/2789817962_6dd4ffe39c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237927760583704802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbjL1VpPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fvFzdw-33Yk/s1600-h/2788966015_d43c10cac0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbjL1VpPI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fvFzdw-33Yk/s320/2788966015_d43c10cac0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237927764150297842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbjLF4MSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/6zmJIvrFM_o/s1600-h/2788967323_a200beec48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDbjLF4MSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/6zmJIvrFM_o/s320/2788967323_a200beec48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237927763951235362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcq7WN8cI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0Y1zALKUkqM/s1600-h/IMG_0091c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcq7WN8cI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0Y1zALKUkqM/s320/IMG_0091c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237928996675383746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it soar. (ego x1000000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcrNly-VI/AAAAAAAAAkw/raJv69QODIA/s1600-h/IMG_0106c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcrNly-VI/AAAAAAAAAkw/raJv69QODIA/s320/IMG_0106c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237929001572563282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Azlin just had to do something strange when I am taking photo. Wonder what she's doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcrD68NrI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R75Z3gL7p8I/s1600-h/IMG_0106xc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDcrD68NrI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R75Z3gL7p8I/s320/IMG_0106xc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237928998976894642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7475298974281505194?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7475298974281505194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7475298974281505194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7475298974281505194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7475298974281505194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/08/somehow.html' title='Somehow...'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SLDaxamlP7I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9-Oz2_QAgVM/s72-c/IMG_0072c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1960394006063089271</id><published>2008-08-17T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T09:01:14.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electro-Magnetive Gravitational Fields.</title><content type='html'>2. My level of knowledge on this 3 topics are as screwed as how screwed my post title is now. I just keep procrastinating about how I suck and how these 3 topics have screwed me up big time especially during CT2- a drop of 30 mark. Oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have no idea why I am posting this random post now. Maybe I am just looking for someone to talk to but when I went cycling to the park (to look for someone to talk to), it just had to rain and now im drenched. Oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Suckkkkk. Everything seems to be going against me. GREATTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe it's just the coagulation of all the thoughts I have over the weekend. I guess this is what happens when I am stuck at home and not going out to chill. Facebook is like now my best friend. And dear bs (not bullshit. just like how lj is not...) is my second best, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am currently addicted to this guy call 周杰伦 and his song 我不配. It has been on my iTunes playlist repeat one mode for almost 100 times already. Song of the weekend. Chinese songs don't really capture my liking but somehow Jay always manages to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I feel utterly useless this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am inspired to blog in point form. Maybe because this is a post without purpose and totally random. Okay maybe not- It's classified under "procrastination". Still I shall start with point form now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It took me quite awhile to realise I had like 2 more weeks after GP prelims to all the main papers. Am I like naturally stupid or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Captain Kee didn't pangseh me. I really don't know why I am doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKhK4huFK3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/UfRfqBQeGJE/s1600-h/2737655359_6c4ba10642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKhK4huFK3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/UfRfqBQeGJE/s320/2737655359_6c4ba10642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235516901802978162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sorry Captain Kee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1960394006063089271?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1960394006063089271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1960394006063089271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1960394006063089271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1960394006063089271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/08/electro-magnetive-gravitational-fields.html' title='Electro-Magnetive Gravitational Fields.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKhK4huFK3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/UfRfqBQeGJE/s72-c/2737655359_6c4ba10642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4603943114754647552</id><published>2008-08-13T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:07:43.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar, Spice, and...</title><content type='html'>Hmmn. There goes rock climbing farewell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2BR10LI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_x7YLqcpZW4/s1600-h/IMG_1543e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2BR10LI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_x7YLqcpZW4/s320/IMG_1543e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046811688521906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather nice of the juniors to bring us to Kenny Rogers even though the junior:senior isn't really much to their "advantage". Anyways, had quite a good time just chilling and catching up with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2SMzQfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_exieO0X-uk/s1600-h/IMG_1540e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2SMzQfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_exieO0X-uk/s320/IMG_1540e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046816230785522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims is coming really close- I dunno... just feel rather stoned about it and feel like slacking it off. Wait, ain't I already slacking? Ah. It just explains the lack of blogging and content. Luckily, we made up some cool stuff to show you guys these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've managed to take a "class" photo! Like our class taking a photo?!! It's almost a miracle seriously. But looking at the number of people in the class... Hmmn maybe that's around how many people we have. Is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMTjK14aDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nhAcSGaYfUk/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMTjK14aDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nhAcSGaYfUk/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234048686861346866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's photo-taking without a little 自高ing? (seriously, I have no idea what they are doing..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2mDwA7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/lfbwoltnviY/s1600-h/IMG_0006e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2mDwA7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/lfbwoltnviY/s320/IMG_0006e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046821561533362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model couple. So sweet eh? Aww... They were playing the pinch-each-other's-cheek game in case you were wondering what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2qYQdrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/qFLzlfGkAQI/s1600-h/IMG_0065c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2qYQdrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/qFLzlfGkAQI/s320/IMG_0065c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046822721287858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree-(House) Climbing Lecture 01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2paKNXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/92TAlikTdJw/s1600-h/climb1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2paKNXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/92TAlikTdJw/s320/climb1c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046822460831090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There- The champion of the world feeling a little... confused and uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6Cm8DMI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yEXWSkUORHU/s1600-h/IMG_0033c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6Cm8DMI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yEXWSkUORHU/s320/IMG_0033c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047980276550850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree-(House) Climbing Lecture 02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6SB6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAig/RQPbn3vn_ZM/s1600-h/climb2c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6SB6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAig/RQPbn3vn_ZM/s320/climb2c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047984416220354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, nothing could have ever been possible without our dear photographer, 小一.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6pzXMwI/AAAAAAAAAio/c5dGjndv3rg/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6pzXMwI/AAAAAAAAAio/c5dGjndv3rg/s320/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047990797644546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's always the photography advisor, 李小明.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6noZwyI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4OaMXOE0gs8/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS6noZwyI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4OaMXOE0gs8/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047990214804258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling so chinese at like 1am in the morning? Okay maybe I should just end it off now with a paragraph of chinese and certainly, with a BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看见徐荣队长与他的"哈人"在高兴 (零抵抗所说："orgasmic smile")，我心里也提他感到高兴。哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS66Gxw3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/jUMnUk-ZBhk/s1600-h/2738484056_95245af159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMS66Gxw3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/jUMnUk-ZBhk/s320/2738484056_95245af159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047995174044530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4603943114754647552?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4603943114754647552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4603943114754647552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4603943114754647552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4603943114754647552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/08/sugar-spice-and.html' title='Sugar, Spice, and...'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SKMR2BR10LI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_x7YLqcpZW4/s72-c/IMG_1543e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1008324924169006053</id><published>2008-08-01T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:39:54.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug-a-Mug.</title><content type='html'>Ah. There's finally some time for me to blog now. It seems like im blogging very little but i bet others are far worse. Alot of blogs that i am reading are like totally dead for weeks. SO, i take some time of my busy schedule (i am so vip) to write in this blog once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I can remember the happenings of these weeks no more. (rap) Hmmn.. vaguely, there's the durian "party" organised by gay (the softer one) but somehow it turned out to be only 3 of us- softergay, normen and me. And we swallowed 10 durians. Damn, i still can't believe it. Much thanks to gay's dad for bringing us the good durians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the rest of the days were just spent stoning and attenting remedials which currently stands at a champion all time high of FOUR. Beat that man. There wasn't much chilling these days, just far too busy and tired. The first 3 days of the week totally SUCKS all my energy, leaving me to wilt like a rose for the next 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as usual, I am rather confident that it's not just me that's tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMyXRFkndI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mYWAmWK2VtI/s1600-h/Photo0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMyXRFkndI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mYWAmWK2VtI/s320/Photo0199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578967612431826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMyXS5VepI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6hHYKe5k7q0/s1600-h/Photo0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMyXS5VepI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6hHYKe5k7q0/s320/Photo0209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578968097979026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one can see from Photo 1 and Photo 2, some are even much more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there are of course, some that are as energetic as a dragon. There's the normen and liang who are constantly fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMzWAA58eI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JRzZg2bykAE/s1600-h/Photo0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMzWAA58eI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JRzZg2bykAE/s320/Photo0213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229580045361213922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And crushing holy scripts into balls to throw at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMzWL3qbqI/AAAAAAAAAho/qoCAJI6YmHI/s1600-h/Photo0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMzWL3qbqI/AAAAAAAAAho/qoCAJI6YmHI/s320/Photo0214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229580048543674018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I am sure that nothing beats this- Normen VS Henry. Watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pedru72lpq4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pedru72lpq4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing banana muffins and curry porks. How many times must I tell you guys not to fight? Never learn your lesson one sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, do do the survey by the side of the blog cos i am gonna make a post related to the wonderful state of "our school" in a few days. Got to go collect some photos and think of points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1008324924169006053?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1008324924169006053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1008324924169006053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1008324924169006053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1008324924169006053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/08/hug-mug.html' title='Hug-a-Mug.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SJMyXRFkndI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mYWAmWK2VtI/s72-c/Photo0199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1545985109579128501</id><published>2008-07-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:38:16.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I am not very popular or handsome or cute so no one's gonna put my face and do the kind of HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENSHU!!! thing on their blogs so I AM GONNA DO IT MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIXouwyW4tI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jrcVc1Dlp-0/s1600-h/birthday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIXouwyW4tI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jrcVc1Dlp-0/s320/birthday.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225838832701072082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Wenshu!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay there goes my 18th birthday. I dunno man. Sometimes I just feel rather sad cos poeple like usually have this damn big celebration/ party for their 18th birthday but I am like totally... I don't even know how to describe it. -.- Is the word deprived? And I am like stoning in front of my computer BLOGGING. Can you believe it? BLOGGING?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop procrastinating. Okay here's the list of people to thank for even making the slightest effort to wish this pathetic man a happy birthday. Sincere thanks really cos you guys make me feel... remembered. Thanks goes to the class for the enthusiatic happy birthday song that you guys sang me. I was really touched that I was tearing at a corner.. It not really acting shy like according to tSg lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no order of merit: (maybe there is just that nobody will know muahahahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;Kai Urn, Jekster, Adriel, Illutionist, Handsome Liang, the Cat, Nick, Andrew, Michelle, Marianne, Lauises, Benise, Jeridynamics, Chencorporation, Stacy's mum's daughter, Mattho, Mattfoo, Gay, Isabelle, Donny boi, tSg, Channeng, Leanne, Jacqueline, Jastine, Normen, Cleaven, Eugene.. Oh yes, and FaceBook as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I didn't leave anyone out. Special thanks go to 宋昊堂 and Khaw Yee Jek for the letter and the bottle of beer. It was great fun watching it climax and well.. drinking it after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I am finally legal to watch porn. Maybe I should try watching it today to celebrate my "adulthood". Should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dark Knight is great. But there seems to be a problem with the name. There's Isabelle calling it Black Knight and PongPong "i want watch dark night :(" LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay I know my skydrifter nick is way too cool that some kuku have to copy it. Well, I think it's time I let you guys know that the real nick is "skydrifter`" not just like some sky drifter. All these lame fakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIX2RoJm0vI/AAAAAAAAAgw/r4Hp50nHHMM/s1600-h/skydrifter+impostor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIX2RoJm0vI/AAAAAAAAAgw/r4Hp50nHHMM/s320/skydrifter+impostor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225853725329249010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it for my boring 18th birthday and it's almost over. Guess I can't expect too much this year even though it like EIGHTEEN. I shall throw the greatest party any man has ever seen and all friends of mine will be invited when im 21 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIXzkC2tpNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8I8IoKJFHX0/s1600-h/partyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIXzkC2tpNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8I8IoKJFHX0/s320/partyc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225850743200523474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for that party guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1545985109579128501?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1545985109579128501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1545985109579128501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1545985109579128501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1545985109579128501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-18th-birthday.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SIXouwyW4tI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jrcVc1Dlp-0/s72-c/birthday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-424767263057059257</id><published>2008-07-16T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:31:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Loves Singa.</title><content type='html'>These weeks have been rather fun/ slack. There was much chilling around mostly with Ong, Chen, and the Fantastic Four. Nevertheless, there's never enough slacking to be done- there's still Hellboy2 and DarkKnight to catch soon... Red Cliff was rather quirky possibly due to the "fiery" ending, but good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's Chen Corp trying his best to act shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4Q_02kxEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sFSInud4oMA/s1600-h/Photo0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4Q_02kxEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sFSInud4oMA/s320/Photo0180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631306501702722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was Photon which I didn't really go but went for the JTS (muahahahaha, duh) which was at Rocky Master. The food there wasn't too exciting, neither was their Latte. They gave me a leaky cup which had me ending up in drips and strips of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and what great timing- there were fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAGvo4uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nXuV8BCMXZE/s1600-h/Photo0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAGvo4uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nXuV8BCMXZE/s320/Photo0190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631311304450786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to more boring school stuff, MY POOR KRUSTY CRAB DIED!!! Dang. I wanted it to grow to the size of a Sri Lanka crab before asking Swissotel staff to cook it during SDD for my table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, altogether- aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAPHWp6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/IoWvbISAeK4/s1600-h/Photo0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAPHWp6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/IoWvbISAeK4/s320/Photo0194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631313551402914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the similarities. Ain't they alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAYpRNJI/AAAAAAAAAfg/8t_Gub_o66Y/s1600-h/crab.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAYpRNJI/AAAAAAAAAfg/8t_Gub_o66Y/s320/crab.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631316109571218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before I forget, here's a little commercial break- Drink driving KILLS. From your friendly VJC security guard (the rounder one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAg5cTOI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vavaw7_Nf4A/s1600-h/Photo0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4RAg5cTOI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vavaw7_Nf4A/s320/Photo0195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631318324890850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. YeeJek's already engaged! Look. We've even gotten the post-engagement photos up already. Azlin is such a sweet girl, she bought the ring lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeeJek having some trouble loosening up. Check out the tense look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R4AIb8-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/wZFYV8-YXNA/s1600-h/Photo0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R4AIb8-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/wZFYV8-YXNA/s320/Photo0196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223632271602086882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, all good photographer have their ways. Btw, look out for the contrasting expression of the girl behind.. Rather interesting hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4SyXAR52I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rSc6GHFhblE/s1600-h/Photo0197a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4SyXAR52I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rSc6GHFhblE/s320/Photo0197a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223633274174302050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and im sick. "What a time to get sick." Just when I was trying to reach for greater heights like everbody else, maybe its a sign that I'll never do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R41zdSgI/AAAAAAAAAgA/FXeaiECLBHc/s1600-h/Photo0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R41zdSgI/AAAAAAAAAgA/FXeaiECLBHc/s320/Photo0193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223632286009608706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I can totally imagine God playing with my life, almost like toying with my life or just squishing my plasticine-like miniature body of me just for fun- Him up there in the clouds saying "DIE! DIE! DIEEE!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!! What a loser! ROFL!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4UL6WrSZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/PmCn-if4feo/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4UL6WrSZI/AAAAAAAAAgY/PmCn-if4feo/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634812671838610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Singa the Lion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R40jcQoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/FD87NmT_RgQ/s1600-h/Photo0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4R40jcQoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/FD87NmT_RgQ/s320/Photo0198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223632285673996930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-424767263057059257?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/424767263057059257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=424767263057059257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/424767263057059257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/424767263057059257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/07/everybody-loves-singa.html' title='Everybody Loves Singa.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SH4Q_02kxEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sFSInud4oMA/s72-c/Photo0180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3447930896214341840</id><published>2008-07-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:16:26.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>OMG. I can't believe Starbucks just forgotten my drink when there was only me ordering 1 drink -.- Anyway, they apologised and I was given a free tall drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdfkVrCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYiHNUzMpAY/s1600-h/Photo0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdfkVrCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYiHNUzMpAY/s320/Photo0178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219376706184653858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most eventful Starbucks experience I've ever had. There was this guy who ordered a 5 shot Caramel Macchiato which was almost equivalent to i-dont-really-feel-like-sleeping-tonight. Tempted to try a 10 shot with Adriel someday. And there was an irritating mosquito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school's really boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdm8cGJI/AAAAAAAAAew/oPv1QPXbC8U/s1600-h/Photo0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdm8cGJI/AAAAAAAAAew/oPv1QPXbC8U/s320/Photo0177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219376708164786322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there was Nick who got hospitalised cos of his operation on his leg. But sometimes, I really wonder if he is really in pain or I dunno... enjoying his stay in hospital playing catch-the-sweet-i-throw-with-your-mouth with the guy beside him. Alrights get well soon boy. Hope to see you walking around soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdn8j4qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fkcFvDzKSp8/s1600-h/Photo0179e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdn8j4qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fkcFvDzKSp8/s320/Photo0179e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219376708433732258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know when KFC became so budget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zd5CLMcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yo2B1JFgwmU/s1600-h/Photo0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zd5CLMcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yo2B1JFgwmU/s320/Photo0176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219376713020682690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know when Azlin became so... touchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zd1j_8xI/AAAAAAAAAfA/K_I0rJo8PIU/s1600-h/Photo0175e+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zd1j_8xI/AAAAAAAAAfA/K_I0rJo8PIU/s320/Photo0175e+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219376712088810258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3447930896214341840?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3447930896214341840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3447930896214341840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3447930896214341840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3447930896214341840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/07/sexy-starbucks.html' title='Sexy Starbucks.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SG7zdfkVrCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VYiHNUzMpAY/s72-c/Photo0178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-9080226669624866262</id><published>2008-06-29T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T08:07:43.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling Trip.</title><content type='html'>Hmmn. Although this was suppose to be some sort of a short break for me after CT2, it wasn't exactly as enjoyable as I wanted it to be... I guess it's always like that. I mean for all other hols i'll feel the same way, like stoning half the time and feeling dam bored the other half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this was one of the boringest days of my break, although it's really the last day, hence I decided to go cycling after i fixed my gear. Thought it would be good if i brought a camera around to shoot like interesting stuffs that i see and that was exactly what i did. (although it might not be very interesting -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed by this empty field and there was this old man playing kites. But the cool thing was that he was playing with freaking alot of kites tied together.. which was freaking cool to me at least and a couple or other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh2T6XRRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ICDPS5vPIf4/s1600-h/IMG_0221e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh2T6XRRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ICDPS5vPIf4/s320/IMG_0221e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316647762085138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the clouds and grass coolz as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh2ujSg-I/AAAAAAAAAeA/4nuhN808A5w/s1600-h/IMG_0223e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh2ujSg-I/AAAAAAAAAeA/4nuhN808A5w/s320/IMG_0223e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316654913061858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is another coolz house that's like so holy. (laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh260_hXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gnKoxuB8W-g/s1600-h/IMG_0224e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh260_hXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gnKoxuB8W-g/s320/IMG_0224e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316658208540018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays... That's an emo photo. *emoz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh3fpo3KI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5bVv5UOi7w8/s1600-h/IMG_0229e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh3fpo3KI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5bVv5UOi7w8/s320/IMG_0229e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316668093029538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, my trustworthy bike. I mean what's a cycling trip without a bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh3ogvG6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/2jyWEt0SLbg/s1600-h/IMG_0233e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh3ogvG6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/2jyWEt0SLbg/s320/IMG_0233e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316670471609250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. And so, the horror starts once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-9080226669624866262?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/9080226669624866262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=9080226669624866262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/9080226669624866262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/9080226669624866262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/06/cycling-trip.html' title='Cycling Trip.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGeh2T6XRRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ICDPS5vPIf4/s72-c/IMG_0221e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7769577497297983384</id><published>2008-06-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:28:43.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER!</title><content type='html'>OMG. I am still suffering from the mugmentum (p=mv) of CT2 and still quite stoned. I don't know why this time it was really quite bad, I guess it's the mugging during the hols that suck. As one can see, my blood shot eyes are like still around so went to take a shot of it before it recovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGMzcGgh9VI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YYfjdhsijNw/s1600-h/IMG_0195ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGMzcGgh9VI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YYfjdhsijNw/s320/IMG_0195ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216069351301576018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 1 month of intense mugging (ok i admit not 1 whole month) was quite bad. Everyday was just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Gztu0RI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_Yofg0eGjVU/s1600-h/Photo0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Gztu0RI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_Yofg0eGjVU/s320/Photo0163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070084991045906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0HGAMxbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3htD04is5bU/s1600-h/Photo0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0HGAMxbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3htD04is5bU/s320/Photo0164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070089900344754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was rather shitty. All that weeks of intensive starbucks have built up into me ending up like that on the bed and only to wake up at 12 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0HRpdQRI/AAAAAAAAAdg/g1qW8fk0zCw/s1600-h/Photo0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0HRpdQRI/AAAAAAAAAdg/g1qW8fk0zCw/s320/Photo0159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070093026181394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, couple of peeps, Lim Chin Beng, Normen, Jastine, Gayz, DaYi and LMBR  gtom nv went out to do some serious chilling right after maths paper. It was just bowling at CSC and dinner and pool. Playing bowling again has made me realise I always come back to backstab during bowling like how I stabbed DaYi during the first game yesterday. Thinking back, I did exact the same to Louis at Kallang bowl too, breaking my high score by leaps and bounds for the first time, 172 with 5 in a row strikes like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Hs4qDmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UBs-aIQ8MGQ/s1600-h/Photo0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Hs4qDmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UBs-aIQ8MGQ/s320/Photo0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070100337692258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now im just so stoned at home. Poor chem people writing vigourously on their papers while im just chilling. Feels so strange to be disconnected with the world. It makes me wonder if I should actually have taken Chem so that I could feel the same pain as my fellow brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way siaoz. Some sleep now might be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Hsjq-CI/AAAAAAAAAdw/zf_4VXsfLPY/s1600-h/Photo0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGM0Hsjq-CI/AAAAAAAAAdw/zf_4VXsfLPY/s320/Photo0157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070100249671714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7769577497297983384?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7769577497297983384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7769577497297983384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7769577497297983384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7769577497297983384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER!'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SGMzcGgh9VI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YYfjdhsijNw/s72-c/IMG_0195ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-626388484017724756</id><published>2008-06-16T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:38:02.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh.</title><content type='html'>I realised I haven't blogged in 2 weeks. Anyway, MugFest II's definitely into full swing now but somehow I just feel that I am slacking more than I should be. (like blogging when I am definitely suppose to be sleeping/ studying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall just dump a few photos for the viewing pleasure of voyeurs like you. Yes, it's you. Don't turn back. Everyday act innocent only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no order of merit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGfjMhr_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/08-yvWNWwug/s1600-h/IMG_0224c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGfjMhr_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/08-yvWNWwug/s320/IMG_0224c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501495309774834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGf_NChzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LWzlz5kpGXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0229c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGf_NChzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LWzlz5kpGXQ/s320/IMG_0229c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501502828119858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGgPKDqgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8DyTiEt84Js/s1600-h/IMG_0232c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGgPKDqgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8DyTiEt84Js/s320/IMG_0232c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501507110578690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGge8lPQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/S6rQ5iB5VO0/s1600-h/IMG_0231c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGge8lPQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/S6rQ5iB5VO0/s320/IMG_0231c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501511349026050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGgl3Dh6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/EfhBzTTk4OI/s1600-h/IMG_0242c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGgl3Dh6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/EfhBzTTk4OI/s320/IMG_0242c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501513204893602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4UlMIsI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9dkaAIUKf0o/s1600-h/IMG_0237c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4UlMIsI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9dkaAIUKf0o/s320/IMG_0237c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501920883417794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4kMa-jI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wspRG0ny4_I/s1600-h/IMG_0243c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4kMa-jI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wspRG0ny4_I/s320/IMG_0243c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501925074500146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4wHHmeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Fr_WD1XsPGI/s1600-h/IMG_0244c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaG4wHHmeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Fr_WD1XsPGI/s320/IMG_0244c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501928273484258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFCwErOI/AAAAAAAAAco/utk-uzzEtkc/s1600-h/IMG_0263c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFCwErOI/AAAAAAAAAco/utk-uzzEtkc/s320/IMG_0263c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502139435527394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFdgBTQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QUeD4unKLns/s1600-h/IMG_0269c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFdgBTQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QUeD4unKLns/s320/IMG_0269c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502146615954690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFXhQ9lI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3JfgN3PKSzs/s1600-h/IMG_0276c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFXhQ9lI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3JfgN3PKSzs/s320/IMG_0276c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502145010562642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in darkness are not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFo5LiDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dRePk18XXEY/s1600-h/IMG_0278c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaHFo5LiDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dRePk18XXEY/s320/IMG_0278c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502149674272818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need much elaboration right, kids. I mean after all these many weeks of mugging, I can almost sense of powerful aura of intelligence hovering around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-626388484017724756?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/626388484017724756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=626388484017724756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/626388484017724756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/626388484017724756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/06/gosh.html' title='Gosh.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SFaGfjMhr_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/08-yvWNWwug/s72-c/IMG_0224c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2146485917872995498</id><published>2008-06-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:40:38.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote.</title><content type='html'>Sorryz peeps. I know haven't been updating but blogger's giving me problems with the photo uploads so really spoiled my mood for blogging.. But I'll update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's a quote from somebody. Hope it'll spur you guys on for MugFest Part II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once you get to the top, you know, it's like the end of it. If you just hope for getting to the top, you're not really gonna enjoy it because the real life of it all, &lt;strong&gt;is in the process&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But at the same time, it is important to get to the top once in a while, you know... If you never get to the top, then it's kinda sad too (haha- LOSERS!)." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Sharma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEa3CmIs7KI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2BDCxGp9aWE/s1600-h/Chris_Sharma_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEa3CmIs7KI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2BDCxGp9aWE/s320/Chris_Sharma_portrait.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208051274325224610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya.. He's the guy at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the process kids. Enjoy the moments of mugging, don't just aim for the top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2146485917872995498?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2146485917872995498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2146485917872995498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2146485917872995498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2146485917872995498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote.html' title='Quote.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEa3CmIs7KI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2BDCxGp9aWE/s72-c/Chris_Sharma_portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1349344074119908912</id><published>2008-05-23T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:25:54.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot.</title><content type='html'>What an idiot CPM is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the gayness. Or you could call him an idiotic gay. Might as well not give us a freaking full day. So much for messaging our parents about the full day eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna tell my grandfather too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1349344074119908912?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1349344074119908912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1349344074119908912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1349344074119908912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1349344074119908912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/idiot.html' title='Idiot.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-6731530703002271620</id><published>2008-05-22T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:17:52.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS.</title><content type='html'>Okay. What an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;1. Soccer Girls&lt;br /&gt;2. Tennis Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Hockey Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the similarity man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDbvuGIs68I/AAAAAAAAAZw/e_-Uz8YTAYA/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDbvuGIs68I/AAAAAAAAAZw/e_-Uz8YTAYA/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609994673318850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't wanna cover too much on soccer guys, but I guess from my analysis, I can only say that MJ has played a good plan by losing to you guys on the qualifying rounds. From this lost, they can then pump up the feeling of losing to you guys and hence the feeling of really wanting to win will then be there. It wans't exactly a case of MJ playing extremely well or VJ playing badly. I guess both teams were displaying average performance only. Hope liang's leg get well soon eh handsome boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD7J42Is69I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GncIQ8HpbUw/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD7J42Is69I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GncIQ8HpbUw/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205820197728742354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. Of course, Xiao Yi is the most sad when the guys lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD7J5WIs6-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/JRlJGjZ477c/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD7J5WIs6-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/JRlJGjZ477c/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205820206318676962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found this like propaganda crap from NP on my bro's table.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDbvt2Is67I/AAAAAAAAAZo/3EZVTbXJZWw/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDbvt2Is67I/AAAAAAAAAZo/3EZVTbXJZWw/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609990378351538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what it reads- I mean NP is a rather reputable polytechnic, I still can't believe that they came up with such a crappy tagline/ headline whatever you call it to get secondary school people to join them. What a senseless and illogical and brainless and irrational thing to say. Joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD_vlWIs6_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/FKeX_-GNPRU/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD_vlWIs6_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/FKeX_-GNPRU/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206143119139859442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was random. But random again, happy birthday to WingYan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD_wJGIs7AI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zykwdwsMMFY/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SD_wJGIs7AI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zykwdwsMMFY/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206143733320182786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hockey girls won SAJC 1-0! Great shot there by YuSheng (correct?). She got hit by a ball after that, not sure if she's fine but probably not that bad. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajAWIs7BI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7AcwWfb0dxY/s1600-h/IMG_0209c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajAWIs7BI/AAAAAAAAAaY/7AcwWfb0dxY/s320/IMG_0209c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029245437963282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajAmIs7CI/AAAAAAAAAag/n10dJVePv5w/s1600-h/IMG_0210c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajAmIs7CI/AAAAAAAAAag/n10dJVePv5w/s320/IMG_0210c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029249732930594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Have you always had a problem of putting your pencilcase somewhere accessible in the LT and frustrated at the fact that it always drops on the floor with a loud bang? Well, we have found the solution- Buy a guitar jacket. WARNING: small size will do, the model in the photo is wearing an S size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEakGGIs7II/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pIcGA9fxGPE/s1600-h/Photo0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEakGGIs7II/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pIcGA9fxGPE/s320/Photo0148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030443733838978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEaj-WIs7HI/AAAAAAAAAbI/S0Vnj7VSp4U/s1600-h/Photo0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEaj-WIs7HI/AAAAAAAAAbI/S0Vnj7VSp4U/s320/Photo0147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030310589852786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEaj5GIs7GI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RclE5a9X-Dg/s1600-h/Photo0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEaj5GIs7GI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RclE5a9X-Dg/s320/Photo0146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030220395539554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajy2Is7FI/AAAAAAAAAa4/yZd3FdgQFxQ/s1600-h/Photo0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEajy2Is7FI/AAAAAAAAAa4/yZd3FdgQFxQ/s320/Photo0145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030113021357138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you guys still haven't know, there has been an major earthquake in China recently and many have lost their lives and homes. Please pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEakXWIs7JI/AAAAAAAAAbY/98cIdGLGD4o/s1600-h/Photo0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SEakXWIs7JI/AAAAAAAAAbY/98cIdGLGD4o/s320/Photo0139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030740086582418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this is your scandal of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, CFD really suck TTM man. He just doesn't freaking get the idea of what full day should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-6731530703002271620?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/6731530703002271620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=6731530703002271620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6731530703002271620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/6731530703002271620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-are-champions.html' title='WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDbvuGIs68I/AAAAAAAAAZw/e_-Uz8YTAYA/s72-c/IMG_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7313330614839416384</id><published>2008-05-19T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:01:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Blast.</title><content type='html'>Woah the past week had been really both eventful. Lots of stuff and I do apologise for the lack of updates. I seem to be having this bad habit of updating only in the weekends. Think I'll forget about some stuff -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGYKOfo7cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gW59dGZyJmE/s1600-h/IMG_0020c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGYKOfo7cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gW59dGZyJmE/s320/IMG_0020c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202106346046549442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing much. Usual long day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; Wanted to catch Ironman with the Gays. But it seems Yeejek caught some chronic disease (TD: tuesday disease) and was down as usual. So xiaoyi and I took it as a pangseh so he owes us one since we decided not to watch and wait for him. Went home and... slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; We were given sort of a half-day (1245) to go down to Jalan Besar to support the soccer girls at 4. Hence before that we went to catch Ironman while handsome han went to watch Speed Racer himself. One of the cooler blockbusters indeed but the ending was sort of a little.. abrupt. "I AM IRONMAN!" Okay not really funny or what... Maybe it's just me being slow. Worse of all there was this little part at the end of the movie to tell you that there's a sequel to it but it's so freaking short as compared to the time we wasted watching the credits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDOfo7hI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KB5irdUjA7U/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDOfo7hI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KB5irdUjA7U/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202109524322348562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went down to Jalan Besar for the soccer match. Extremely exciting match but i must say our girls put up a really strong fight. The SAJC girls are really HUGE man. I bet some are even bigger size than me. Ended with a draw 1-1 and won by penalty 6-5. But as usual, the exciting part wasn't the match itself but "you know who" as usual. Sorry ah, don't really wanna risk my life typing his name here cos you never know... some teachers are lame enough to Google their own names to find out what students are talking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You-Know-Who": &lt;/strong&gt;ARGH! WHAT THE F...!! Oh man, we've gotten ourselves into some serious crap this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome Tan:&lt;/strong&gt; SA can draw with our girls?! *stunned until speechless* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGScOfo7WI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-7GVC88lT0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGScOfo7WI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-7GVC88lT0Q/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100058214428002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You-Know-Who":&lt;/strong&gt; *Emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGScefo7XI/AAAAAAAAAX4/8WVRK7ph2F0/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGScefo7XI/AAAAAAAAAX4/8WVRK7ph2F0/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100062509395314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You-Know-Who":&lt;/strong&gt; Damn. I need some support man. Those strong shoulder muscles look tempting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdOfo7YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/emj7JFi9no0/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdOfo7YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/emj7JFi9no0/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100075394297218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome Tan:&lt;/strong&gt; Screw you lah. I am not gay k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You-Know-Who":&lt;/strong&gt; *collapses onto the ground, shocked at his response*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdufo7ZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0d-OY1kq-LY/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdufo7ZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0d-OY1kq-LY/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100083984231826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome Tan:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh.. Sorry lah. I was just kidding.. you know, right? I'll always be there for you when you need me. *Whispers: Eh, did anyone see that?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdufo7aI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/leMeTUBSdik/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGSdufo7aI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/leMeTUBSdik/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100083984231842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SO, it all ended &lt;em&gt;happily ever after&lt;/em&gt;! *Aww!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGUSefo7bI/AAAAAAAAAYY/clDLL-wiPEg/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGUSefo7bI/AAAAAAAAAYY/clDLL-wiPEg/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202102089733959090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; Went for this Climate Change and Asia 2008 Conference. Didn't really leave with much more knowledge, other than the fact that biofuel and Brazil are not really responsible for the rising food prices (though that came from the Brazilian Ambassador so not exactly too reliable). Went for an hour plus of pool with JianHan after that cos we didn't want to travel far for the matches. And the most quirky pool things that ever happened during my pool career happened all within that hour plus. &lt;br /&gt;1. I took down 3 solids on my break.&lt;br /&gt;2. There was this ball that bounced on the side of the pool table twice before going into the hole. Damn that should be in the record books. Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; Went for soccer guys semi-finals, won SAJC 4-1. Good match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which there was Perfect Fifth, the guitar concert. Pretty good I must say. Unintentionally's highness on stage was rather obvious especially with her band, shriekers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos...&lt;br /&gt;Gayness is a must everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZefo7dI/AAAAAAAAAYo/V6mO2rtD2fU/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZefo7dI/AAAAAAAAAYo/V6mO2rtD2fU/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107707551182290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZufo7eI/AAAAAAAAAYw/CaZgLFnbDXo/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZufo7eI/AAAAAAAAAYw/CaZgLFnbDXo/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107711846149602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Unintentionally from this angle. Poor tSg was all the way at a corner. Almost missed her but of course nothing escape our sharp eyes. She can be seen on the group photo (view large) at the last row left side- the head popping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZ-fo7fI/AAAAAAAAAY4/qAtS2aTlxnA/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZZ-fo7fI/AAAAAAAAAY4/qAtS2aTlxnA/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107716141116914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, everybody was thrilled, relieved, excited, etc. after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZaOfo7gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tTyll4VvMAI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGZaOfo7gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tTyll4VvMAI/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107720436084226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; RockMaster. Didn't climb too well I guess, but still managed my random aim of getting into the top half of all the intermediate climbers. -.- LOL sorry for the slackness but i'll chiong for my last competition- PUMPFEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Rock On, Myanmar after that. Couple of VJ people were there including some cool teachers like Najib and HWK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDufo7iI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/oF_G84hklB8/s1600-h/IMG_0014e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDufo7iI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/oF_G84hklB8/s320/IMG_0014e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202109532912283170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDufo7jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/27e5j7khziQ/s1600-h/IMG_0037e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbDufo7jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/27e5j7khziQ/s320/IMG_0037e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202109532912283186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps. Did I missed out CFD? He was back from India already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbD-fo7kI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QAs4HyAVDGU/s1600-h/IMG_0086c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGbD-fo7kI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QAs4HyAVDGU/s320/IMG_0086c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202109537207250498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Stay Home Sunday aka eat, sleep, computer, tv, eat, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; Vesak Day. Of course we all thank Buddha for this timely break. Though the hols are just inches away, I still hate mondays so... I really like my monday. Finally gotten an afternoon nap after a long long while without it. Felt really good after that. Vegas was a rather fun show to watch. Looking forward to Indiana Jones and our handsome Prince Caspian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. I am hoping for a full week tml... But the odds seems to be against me. HMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7313330614839416384?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7313330614839416384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7313330614839416384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7313330614839416384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7313330614839416384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-blast.html' title='What a Blast.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SDGYKOfo7cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gW59dGZyJmE/s72-c/IMG_0020c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7187340624687444473</id><published>2008-05-11T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:26:45.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning.</title><content type='html'>Okay maybe it's not really morning liao... More like evening or night. Yet again I am at my usual haunt- 星星钱。 Hmmn first of all, I'd like to thank all those have voted for my photo, teachers including Mr Tang. (Wah sound like I've won -.- ok but obviously I didn't) and especially Tracey aka sugarush90. This week have passed by really quickly and yet another hectic week awaits me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday went for soccer girls finals. Of course VJ won RJ and the score was 3-0. RJ strikers can't shoot for nuts so obviously, the minimal score will be a draw. Azlin was good but the captain was even better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the photography seminar and workshop co-organised by VJPhotoSoc and Canon. Things went rather smoothly I would say. Other than the fact that 1 camera was almost lost. I wouldn't say kope cos the guy probably didn't know that the camera had to stay there so he just walked away with it. Luckily it was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then sunday now. Been chilling here for quite awhile today but nothing particularly interesting happened as compared to last week when some crazy woman came in to kope newspaper. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload some photos for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblP-fo7SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-p9UbOg3xms/s1600-h/Photo0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblP-fo7SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-p9UbOg3xms/s320/Photo0126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199094882482318626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOO SEX BON! Woots. Try finding it in one of the LT tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQOfo7TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/zSZ68xa5x2k/s1600-h/Photo0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQOfo7TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/zSZ68xa5x2k/s320/Photo0128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199094886777285938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, our dear Kelvin is feeling abit.. erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQOfo7UI/AAAAAAAAAXg/R6XoN5O7y7Y/s1600-h/Photo0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQOfo7UI/AAAAAAAAAXg/R6XoN5O7y7Y/s320/Photo0130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199094886777285954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired? Need a pillow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQefo7VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pKExxvm71Hs/s1600-h/Photo0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblQefo7VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pKExxvm71Hs/s320/Photo0131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199094891072253266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this shows how well MRDC knows our class, particularly poor Yee Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I guess that's about it for the week. Gotta rush off for dinner. Didn't get my mum anything this Mothers' Day. Guilt overwhelms me. See ya peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7187340624687444473?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7187340624687444473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7187340624687444473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7187340624687444473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7187340624687444473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCblP-fo7SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-p9UbOg3xms/s72-c/Photo0126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-436777411427093</id><published>2008-05-07T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:31:21.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>YOZ! Surprisingly, I got shortlisted for this photography competition organised by National Cancer Centre Singapore- Light of Life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCG_uhWkcGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/No-0Y10ABk8/s1600-h/IMG_2672ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCG_uhWkcGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/No-0Y10ABk8/s320/IMG_2672ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197646250910183522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I Kissed You. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you should have seen this photo before. It was exhibited in the concourse before! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nccs.com.sg/Foundation/vote1.asp"&gt;So click here to vote NOW!!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am at the bottom left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the peeps who voted for me already!&lt;br /&gt;antz_.               iSpeed-Climb. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh where you take the pic ah&lt;br /&gt;antz_.               iSpeed-Climb. says:&lt;br /&gt;i nv see the water shoot like tht before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermz. Okay Ng. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;(I can't think of anything to blog about! Maybe I'll post help Isabelle publicise herself when the FOTY voting opens.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-436777411427093?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/436777411427093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=436777411427093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/436777411427093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/436777411427093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SCG_uhWkcGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/No-0Y10ABk8/s72-c/IMG_2672ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-571340104225802314</id><published>2008-05-04T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T04:45:33.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meltdown.</title><content type='html'>Okay not exactly completely melted down but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The weather these days are DESERT-LIKE. Damn. Is this global warming in action or what? Singapore must be turning into a desert real soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The complete sianness of this weekend has been taking its toil on me. It's amazing how this week have passed by with me doing NOTHING- not even slacking. How amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I apologise for the lack of photos cos I am currently chilling at Cathay Starbucks to escape the intense heat of the merciless sun. Tried something different today- Green Tea Frappuccino which is highly erm.. not exactly too recommended. Not really something to my tastebuds but seen alot of people drinking it so got tempted. Sticking with my Caramel Macchiato and Camarel Frappuccino. Oh yeah and the Dulce de Leche is really highly not recommended despite their campaign to con noobs like me with their cheem name. Uber sweet and I dunno man. It's almost like blended caramel alone. I had to get another cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, you probably can tell how sian I am from me going on and on here about my experience with Starbucks. Maybe it's just the strange atmosphere here, all the coffee diffusing into me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was reading up on Mas Selamat for no apparant reason other than the fact that I bumped into talkingcock.com and saw some articles on it. This is really funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SB2gSAkB8aI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MgDSDFlKBoA/s1600-h/mas+selamat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SB2gSAkB8aI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MgDSDFlKBoA/s320/mas+selamat.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196485776304632226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SB2gSgkB8bI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8VOz6bG21gU/s1600-h/Scooby-Doo-Shaggy%2520clipart%25201.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SB2gSgkB8bI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8VOz6bG21gU/s320/Scooby-Doo-Shaggy%2520clipart%25201.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196485784894566834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL man! I nearly laughed till I rolled on the floor but too bad, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conspiracy theories-wise, I haven't really read any that impresses me. It's all just about him getting killed/ poisoned/ tortured/ in the detention centre, or just given to US authorities, Malaysian Government etc. etc. Not too impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my brain is finally stuck and can't think of anymore crap to blog already. So I guess I'll see ya guys in school really soon! (ARGH!) Hope you guys had a great weekend cos I so didn't! (try to sense to sacarstic enthusiasm -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. Maybe I'll go emo at the beach now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-571340104225802314?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/571340104225802314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=571340104225802314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/571340104225802314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/571340104225802314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/05/meltdown.html' title='Meltdown.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SB2gSAkB8aI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MgDSDFlKBoA/s72-c/mas+selamat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-2970455672165243871</id><published>2008-04-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:57:57.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Challenge. (-.-)</title><content type='html'>Well, this year's sports day is spastically known as the STAR WARS CHALLENGE. -.- Of course, being the usual guai me, I didn't even think about ponning such an exciting intergalatical battle of strength between the quirky aliens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya, enough crap. Straight to the point- It was a really hot day, De Cruz is really fast, cheer leading SUCKED. Certainly, to change this kind of highly predictably terrible days into something better, clever me have planned the exciting class dinner to lift up our spirits. Dinner was Suntec Pepper Lunch (how ironic), followed by Starbucks + Ben + Jerry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo updates will come as soon as Gay passes me the photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, some of the hippier days this week thus far...&lt;br /&gt;Ongster playing vigorously... Check out his feeble attempt to fake an innocent look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBik-AkB8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HNZB3aBqSC4/s1600-h/Photo0121e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBik-AkB8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HNZB3aBqSC4/s320/Photo0121e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195083555381834130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Simon and my masterpiece in LT3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBiioAkB8YI/AAAAAAAAAWo/7FVnSQdVZtA/s1600-h/Photo0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBiioAkB8YI/AAAAAAAAAWo/7FVnSQdVZtA/s320/Photo0123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195080978401456514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labour Day, Labourers (SKKs)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-2970455672165243871?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/2970455672165243871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=2970455672165243871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2970455672165243871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/2970455672165243871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/04/star-wars-challenge.html' title='Star Wars Challenge. (-.-)'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBik-AkB8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HNZB3aBqSC4/s72-c/Photo0121e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7657521718500797279</id><published>2008-04-25T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:22:55.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA.</title><content type='html'>Anyway peeps, here's an update of my life after the exciting NAPFA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBKBhgkB8WI/AAAAAAAAAWY/o607NA75Gao/s1600-h/muscleman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBKBhgkB8WI/AAAAAAAAAWY/o607NA75Gao/s320/muscleman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193355732988326242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After huffing and puffing for 2 periods of PE, I managed a &lt;strong&gt;GOLD&lt;/strong&gt; yet again. Muahahaha (unlike zeroresistance). Let's take a look at a breakdown of all the components:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sit-Ups: 49 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically 45, but not sure what's A so it's always better to be safe than sorry, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing Board Jump: 2.42m &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah this has been a miracle indeed. I guess the weather was pretty cool so the mat shrank. No lah, have to thank Paul Chan for this jump. Such an excellent coach. Initially, my first jump was 230++, then he gave me some secret advice. WOAH- my next jump was an all time best of 250++++! What a shock of course, after my jump I looked back and saw 250++. My usual reaction of getting a shock is to like jump or do sth stupid so without fail as usual, I fell backwards and stupid chan didn't wanna give it to me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pull-Ups: 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shuttle-Run: 9.6 sec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sit-and-Reach: 55cm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to tell, unless you wanna know my cheat-code. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.4Km Run: 10.18 mins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, another miraculous event. I was the LAST A of my batch of runners! Could blame it on the fact that I didn't know who to pace or rather I didn't have anyone to pace, but oh wells, still end up with A so rather alright. Disappointment was that didn't managed a sub-10. Next time perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pitiful score of 29 points. Could have done a 30 but didn't wanna do my SBJ again cos im lazy. Okay. That's all folks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on to my boring weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7657521718500797279?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7657521718500797279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7657521718500797279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7657521718500797279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7657521718500797279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/04/napfa.html' title='NAPFA.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SBKBhgkB8WI/AAAAAAAAAWY/o607NA75Gao/s72-c/muscleman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-29964596949496741</id><published>2008-04-23T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:24:08.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversational.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it's really good to have a really frank conversation/ discussion with close friends. Just today, I had one with Daniel, and it went something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the.illusionist.studio|| says:&lt;br /&gt;jek pon econs ar&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;erm yah&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the.illusionist.studio|| says:&lt;br /&gt;curious&lt;br /&gt;the.illusionist.studio|| says:&lt;br /&gt;aha&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;curious -.-&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;skydrifter`                                       SophisticatedSexRobot. says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;the.illusionist.studio|| says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;the.illusionist.studio|| says:&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i miss him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must really apologise for the lack of update these days or even weeks. Probably due to my sianed mood throughout this period and.. ah no more excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seirously don't know what to write in my blog anymore giving my level of inactivity in events and also due to the lack of time. Everyday just goes like school, home, sleep, and that's really a good description of my life already. Usually, it just happens so quickly I'd rather it be SHS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try again- I seirously don't know what to write in my blog anymore giving my level of inactivity in events and also due to the lack of time. Everyday just goes like SHS. See! Better right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's probably something interesting this week is NAPFA, highlight of the week deserves a big &lt;strong&gt;WOW&lt;/strong&gt;! Hope to get gold of course, but it's just that SBJ that's out to kill. Maybe it'll rain on friday, which lowers surrounding temperatures which causes the SBJ mat to contract and shrink- which means I'll be able to jump less for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Jun Lang, fadedsky and ong for keeping my blog alive by tagging. Such honours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's always photos in every post:&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little boy that KO-ed after econs lecture until another J1 chem lecture and still refused to wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SA9FzQkB8UI/AAAAAAAAAWI/zPohE_bNo3w/s1600-h/Photo0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SA9FzQkB8UI/AAAAAAAAAWI/zPohE_bNo3w/s320/Photo0110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192445642303205698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there's the hardworking little boy too. Check out the heavenly lights shining upon him doing tutorials- the lights are 100% natural and uneditted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SA9FzgkB8VI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UJl_qv65GYs/s1600-h/Photo0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SA9FzgkB8VI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UJl_qv65GYs/s320/Photo0116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192445646598173010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-29964596949496741?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/29964596949496741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=29964596949496741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/29964596949496741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/29964596949496741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/04/conversational.html' title='Conversational.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/SA9FzQkB8UI/AAAAAAAAAWI/zPohE_bNo3w/s72-c/Photo0110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-7646398178379852278</id><published>2008-04-05T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:12:27.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken For a Ride.</title><content type='html'>Sianz. These few days have been really busy and tiring which explains the lack of update on my blog. Excuses, who isn't tired, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R_eUY-IpaRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5gAkIz5kfMA/s1600-h/classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R_eUY-IpaRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5gAkIz5kfMA/s320/classroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185776652657453330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya, smile some more? See no response, i must be talking to Mr Seah. Never mind I'll take it as a yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay only a few highlights, first was friday last week -.- so long ago. Went with Adriel all the way to Redhill to zeng our Oaks. Turn out for the @#$#% second time, something just have to crop up. Last last last last week was the @!#$@#$ shop shifted without even informing us, the important clients. Then we chill nvm- Next week go again. And guess what. STOCK TAKING -.- What the     . Last straw man almost wanted to tear down the entire shop (of course kope all the oaks first lah). Wau rau eh, it's like super not near my house loh, then everytime i make a Journey to The West, something just has to happen like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on the to next highlight was the Journey to the City, which just happened yesterday. Cycled all the way to cityhall, marinasquare, singaporeflyer with zeriman and Adriel. Wah ultimate shag. But apparently on zeriman's cannondale speedometer we only covered a mere 40km. How strange, cos I always thought that cycling was faster than running- some people can run a full marathon is like 2 hours plus abit and we took like more than that -.- so kinda unbelievable... But overall quite good fun. Stopped over at Kovan to wait for the champion to cycle down with his new Trek 1.2, then marinasquare mac to dinner, and Katong to bubbletea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes my weekend like that, tml is Sunday and gone again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the cycle starts ALL OVER. I HATE the first 3 days of the week TTM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-7646398178379852278?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/7646398178379852278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=7646398178379852278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7646398178379852278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/7646398178379852278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/04/taken-for-ride.html' title='Taken For a Ride.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R_eUY-IpaRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5gAkIz5kfMA/s72-c/classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-5194144647114258834</id><published>2008-03-27T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:30:16.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Good.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it just feels great to be really awake. But these feeelings never last for long, I mean no matter how awake a person can be, ultimately will still be tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R-uusOIpaQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hzGcbLQru1Q/s1600-h/awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R-uusOIpaQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hzGcbLQru1Q/s320/awake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182427870951729410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all a cycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awake but slacking. AH. What am I doing? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days have been boring. School-Sleep-Eat-Sleep-School. Nothing much to blog about ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-5194144647114258834?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/5194144647114258834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=5194144647114258834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5194144647114258834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/5194144647114258834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-good.html' title='It&apos;s Good.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R-uusOIpaQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hzGcbLQru1Q/s72-c/awake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-4661217305457314851</id><published>2008-03-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:44:43.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Life.</title><content type='html'>And so, the start of the (seemingly endless) cycle comes again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R90_Urot9NI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I5vCH6czNzA/s1600-h/cycle+juggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R90_Urot9NI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I5vCH6czNzA/s320/cycle+juggle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178364771089380562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say this hols, the highlight is definitely the Geography trip to Malaysia. But other than that, it seems that I seriously can't remember anything else that happened! It just all whooshed by- GONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what to feel now. Not completely rested but I guess overall, it was still the break I badly needed. Slightly nervous about my CT results cos I think I'll do badly, especially for maths. DANG. And it's like the first period tomorrow. Well, nothing I can do now other than to hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure of what to expect for the future aka term 2, I guess it's definitely no less than another hectic term and serious juggling between studies and climbing and slacking. I NEED better time management looking at how my studies suck. It's really frustrating at times to get back such lousy results despite putting in the effort, especially when parents never really understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I figured not to have so much unhappy stuff on my blog and that's that on procrastinating! Let's all pray that tomorrow's a full day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks cpm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, Louis and I came up with this acronym: &lt;strong&gt;PMS&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Poh Meng Sucks&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-4661217305457314851?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/4661217305457314851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=4661217305457314851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4661217305457314851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/4661217305457314851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/03/circle-of-life.html' title='Circle of Life.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R90_Urot9NI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I5vCH6czNzA/s72-c/cycle+juggle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-780222664891050891</id><published>2008-03-11T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:26:51.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>Alright I am back from the trip, alive and have came back in one piece aka 在一块里面回来！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aIg7ot7wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4MEBQy-j4Kw/s1600-h/collagee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aIg7ot7wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4MEBQy-j4Kw/s320/collagee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176474921054629634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda disappointed at CPM for not giving us a full day cos I was expecting one. Maybe after school reopens? Haha but anyways spent my morning playing floorball (PE) with few people from the class, unintentionally, tSg and Nora. After which then the bus came at around 11am and off we went TO MALAYSIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, there wasn't much scenery on the way there- plantations and just more plantations and of course when I looked back in the bus, people were just sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aKTbot7zI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9YODMIUXkeA/s1600-h/IMG_0662c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aKTbot7zI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9YODMIUXkeA/s320/IMG_0662c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176476888149651250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aKPbot7yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qAnKIuFqk7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0659c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aKPbot7yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qAnKIuFqk7Y/s320/IMG_0659c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176476819430174498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was a stop at KL International Airport. The airport was voted Best Airport for 2007 and 2008 but our sentiments are hmmnn.... Personally I felt that the place was rather dark and gloomy, architectural-wise, I wasn't exactly too impressed by anything. Further more service was a let-down with majority of the cashiers and servicers only able to speak Malay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO2rot74I/AAAAAAAAALM/XhhMgUDBV_c/s1600-h/IMG_0699c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO2rot74I/AAAAAAAAALM/XhhMgUDBV_c/s320/IMG_0699c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176481891786551170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO27ot75I/AAAAAAAAALU/xXympx2TKaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0676c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO27ot75I/AAAAAAAAALU/xXympx2TKaQ/s320/IMG_0676c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176481896081518482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we managed to get our dinner- Burger King. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO3Lot76I/AAAAAAAAALc/zHgGsGYRWbw/s1600-h/IMG_0694c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO3Lot76I/AAAAAAAAALc/zHgGsGYRWbw/s320/IMG_0694c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176481900376485794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO3bot77I/AAAAAAAAALk/k8TgpM7vkhc/s1600-h/IMG_0695c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aO3bot77I/AAAAAAAAALk/k8TgpM7vkhc/s320/IMG_0695c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176481904671453106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, we finally reached our first destination- Putrajaya. Putrajaya is the new federal administrative centre of Malaysia, the first town in the country ever to be build from a superplan, every detail was taken care of from the street lighting, traffic light designs, buildings etc. It was just like some kind of utopia. The aim of the city was to relief the overcrowded and congested KL, capital of Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, there was a slight drizzle, but progressed to a rather large downpour. A rather quirky place as it was built on a scale completely disproportional to its current population (50k). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSVbot78I/AAAAAAAAALs/JMJ-OCEtA5A/s1600-h/IMG_0710c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSVbot78I/AAAAAAAAALs/JMJ-OCEtA5A/s320/IMG_0710c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176485718602411970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSV7ot79I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QgYmz1SbBg4/s1600-h/IMG_0711c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSV7ot79I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QgYmz1SbBg4/s320/IMG_0711c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176485727192346578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSWLot7-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/9a0f2F5SVMk/s1600-h/IMG_0725c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSWLot7-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/9a0f2F5SVMk/s320/IMG_0725c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176485731487313890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was rather freaky actually, cos when we reached there, there was amazingly huge buildings surrounded by vast spaces with NOBODY! I think we increased their population by several hundred per cent when we arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSW7ot7_I/AAAAAAAAAME/2Yg6TqX_scw/s1600-h/IMG_0736c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aSW7ot7_I/AAAAAAAAAME/2Yg6TqX_scw/s320/IMG_0736c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176485744372215794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rather long walk along the 4.2km "spine" of the city, we boarded the bus again, this time to Palm Garden Hotel for our rest. Super nice place, but a little too overpowering as the first hotel which we found out later during the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was great too, with some guy cooking eggs for us which I never really got my order but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUpbot8AI/AAAAAAAAAMM/I9bJHLKZrS8/s1600-h/IMG_0744c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUpbot8AI/AAAAAAAAAMM/I9bJHLKZrS8/s320/IMG_0744c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176488261223051266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short briefing at the hotel, we were back on our feets (or wheels) and back to the suburbs of Putrajaya for some fieldwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUpbot8BI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6ZZVYnbMSkA/s1600-h/IMG_0748c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUpbot8BI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6ZZVYnbMSkA/s320/IMG_0748c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176488261223051282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, there are always grumpy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUp7ot8CI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gqY5HR6oA-0/s1600-h/IMG_0751c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUp7ot8CI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gqY5HR6oA-0/s320/IMG_0751c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176488269812985890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And election fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUqLot8DI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VaVOQ8n5A54/s1600-h/IMG_0753c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUqLot8DI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VaVOQ8n5A54/s320/IMG_0753c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176488274107953202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, there were the government housing and of course, Najib's car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSLot8FI/AAAAAAAAAM0/L6-tL17Exeo/s1600-h/IMG_0761c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSLot8FI/AAAAAAAAAM0/L6-tL17Exeo/s320/IMG_0761c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491160325976146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUqrot8EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eWj8NQjOeNo/s1600-h/IMG_0754c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aUqrot8EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/eWj8NQjOeNo/s320/IMG_0754c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176488282697887810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was back to the city center, and went around asking some people for opinions about Putrajaya. There was the Flirting Mosque with a capacity of 10,000 (HUGE) and the Prime Minister's Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSbot8GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PRlOD7oAN68/s1600-h/IMG_0771c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSbot8GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PRlOD7oAN68/s320/IMG_0771c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491164620943458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSrot8HI/AAAAAAAAANE/OTxrL7THll8/s1600-h/IMG_0795c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXSrot8HI/AAAAAAAAANE/OTxrL7THll8/s320/IMG_0795c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491168915910770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXS7ot8II/AAAAAAAAANM/dqh0iZD5b8g/s1600-h/IMG_0810c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXS7ot8II/AAAAAAAAANM/dqh0iZD5b8g/s320/IMG_0810c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491173210878082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXTLot8JI/AAAAAAAAANU/qdUTNnFuhWE/s1600-h/IMG_0819c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aXTLot8JI/AAAAAAAAANU/qdUTNnFuhWE/s320/IMG_0819c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491177505845394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX6Lot8KI/AAAAAAAAANc/-o605JIuyCg/s1600-h/IMG_0831c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX6Lot8KI/AAAAAAAAANc/-o605JIuyCg/s320/IMG_0831c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491847520743586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at Alamanda, the only shopping centre in Putrajaya. (Yes yes and of course this was planned by the planners too. 1 shopping centre was sufficient as they didn't want to teach their young to shop too much -.-) A&amp;W for lunch cos we decided to eat something that we couldn't find in Singapore. Luckily I got the Cooney Dog which was rather alright as compared to the rest who got burgers which were terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX6rot8LI/AAAAAAAAANk/E2cUtGGTufQ/s1600-h/IMG_0841c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX6rot8LI/AAAAAAAAANk/E2cUtGGTufQ/s320/IMG_0841c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491856110678194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX67ot8MI/AAAAAAAAANs/DbPw5lAgeFg/s1600-h/IMG_0840c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aX67ot8MI/AAAAAAAAANs/DbPw5lAgeFg/s320/IMG_0840c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491860405645506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we were back to KLIA to take the KLIA ekspres to KL Sentral Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZwrot8NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lYrYUxcEQ7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0855c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZwrot8NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lYrYUxcEQ7Y/s320/IMG_0855c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493883335241938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of time to disturb people through "involuntary photography".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZw7ot8OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yRa2aFh7BeM/s1600-h/IMG_0856c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZw7ot8OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yRa2aFh7BeM/s320/IMG_0856c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493887630209250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were voluntary ones too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZx7ot8QI/AAAAAAAAAOM/u-68gTY85PY/s1600-h/IMG_0875c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZx7ot8QI/AAAAAAAAAOM/u-68gTY85PY/s320/IMG_0875c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493904810078466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZxbot8PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MHRaR9LUd1E/s1600-h/IMG_0865c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZxbot8PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MHRaR9LUd1E/s320/IMG_0865c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493896220143858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really impressed by the smooth ride and of course, everybody was trying to look out for Najib's car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aboLot8TI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eHgJWMyFL84/s1600-h/IMG_0908c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aboLot8TI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eHgJWMyFL84/s320/IMG_0908c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176495936329609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZybot8RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7RoMxBpEWeM/s1600-h/IMG_0891c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aZybot8RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7RoMxBpEWeM/s320/IMG_0891c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493913400013074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was secretly eavesdropping on this Singaporean gay's conversation with his gay angmo friend. He was like cursing about how lousy the services are and how he can't get a taxi when all the drivers went praying and how Putrajaya is a white elephant. Strangely his angmo friend only had this stoned face which read "whatever" throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL Sentral Station..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abqLot8UI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1j3LavdoFgg/s1600-h/IMG_0921c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abqLot8UI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1j3LavdoFgg/s320/IMG_0921c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176495970689347906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the bus was late cos it couldn't possible travel as fast as the train so we had a little time to walk around. After a long time, xiaoyi and i spotted the teachers happily eating some snacks and we decided to get some too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abqbot8VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/raNXIKCMjv0/s1600-h/IMG_0934c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abqbot8VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/raNXIKCMjv0/s320/IMG_0934c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176495974984315218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abrbot8WI/AAAAAAAAAO4/6-5k39DKKBw/s1600-h/IMG_0935c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9abrbot8WI/AAAAAAAAAO4/6-5k39DKKBw/s320/IMG_0935c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176495992164184418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the bus came shortly after we got our stuff and were trying to gulp down the super hot teh terik while trying challenging angela wu to a fight to see who can drink faster. She pangsehed her drink completely when she realised she was losing and didn't drink like 9/10 of all her tea. What a waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was early at this Japanese restaurant in Sentul West. Pretty good. Other than the fact that they had really huge mosquitoes. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aelrot8XI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Uy8uUxE-gW0/s1600-h/IMG_0943c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aelrot8XI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Uy8uUxE-gW0/s320/IMG_0943c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499191914819954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9ael7ot8YI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3whTaEn6ui8/s1600-h/IMG_0949c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9ael7ot8YI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3whTaEn6ui8/s320/IMG_0949c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499196209787266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some group shots outside the restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aembot8ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zl94o_9b26o/s1600-h/IMG_0961c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aembot8ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zl94o_9b26o/s320/IMG_0961c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499204799721874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aembot8aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/juD9U0-mnBk/s1600-h/IMG_0964c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aembot8aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/juD9U0-mnBk/s320/IMG_0964c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499204799721890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afProt8cI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f0b2xCIXjhY/s1600-h/IMG_0975c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afProt8cI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f0b2xCIXjhY/s320/IMG_0975c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499913469325762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play by the University of Malaya at the KL Performing Arts Centre started really late so we had lots of time to burn stoning around and camwhoring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aemrot8bI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vKNkj8Jnhd8/s1600-h/IMG_0985c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aemrot8bI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vKNkj8Jnhd8/s320/IMG_0985c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499209094689202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQLot8dI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sa51iyotw_0/s1600-h/IMG_0986c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQLot8dI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sa51iyotw_0/s320/IMG_0986c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499922059260370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQbot8eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7_VH4D98Sm8/s1600-h/IMG_0995c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQbot8eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7_VH4D98Sm8/s320/IMG_0995c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499926354227682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Josef's gay too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQrot8fI/AAAAAAAAAQA/iuLuKaCPcZU/s1600-h/IMG_0994c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9afQrot8fI/AAAAAAAAAQA/iuLuKaCPcZU/s320/IMG_0994c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499930649194994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play was pretty ok. Me-No-Lie aka Ancient Chinese MeStick was super funny. And of course, there was the girl ahem guy who went around asking people to touch her boobs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGGGHHH! This hotel almost killed me. Grand Pacific Hotel which was like... 大便！Absolutely horrifying! They don't even have phone reception man. And the bedsheet and pillow cover were stained with these black stuff. EWW. The only thing that could possibly compensate was the rather good view of the Petronas Towers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHqLot8vI/AAAAAAAAASA/8BJwtLZNDic/s1600-h/IMG_1024c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHqLot8vI/AAAAAAAAASA/8BJwtLZNDic/s320/IMG_1024c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176544349200970482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to after breakfast was the walkabout at Sentul area which was the inner city of KL. True enough to what we studied about inner city decline, this place was the perfect example. There was also visible attempts by the government to create re-urbanisation through the building of hotels etc. Disinvested public housing was all around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHqbot8wI/AAAAAAAAASI/Bh7THU3Byu8/s1600-h/IMG_1043c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHqbot8wI/AAAAAAAAASI/Bh7THU3Byu8/s320/IMG_1043c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176544353495937794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHrbot8xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_l9pJmorVUw/s1600-h/IMG_1057c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHrbot8xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_l9pJmorVUw/s320/IMG_1057c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176544370675806994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHr7ot8yI/AAAAAAAAASY/lQWP9knJY3o/s1600-h/IMG_1065c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHr7ot8yI/AAAAAAAAASY/lQWP9knJY3o/s320/IMG_1065c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176544379265741602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIQ7ot80I/AAAAAAAAASo/owjOQWKQXP8/s1600-h/IMG_1084c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIQ7ot80I/AAAAAAAAASo/owjOQWKQXP8/s320/IMG_1084c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176545014920901442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIRLot81I/AAAAAAAAASw/UYFTsDZ-LJM/s1600-h/IMG_1086c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIRLot81I/AAAAAAAAASw/UYFTsDZ-LJM/s320/IMG_1086c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176545019215868754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy massage was something not to be missed in the inner city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHtrot8zI/AAAAAAAAASg/_bI5hfQJ7CI/s1600-h/IMG_1066c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bHtrot8zI/AAAAAAAAASg/_bI5hfQJ7CI/s320/IMG_1066c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176544409330512690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at TJ Haus at Subang Jaya, this German restaurant, owned by some guy related to the wife of Josef. Woah the pumpkin soup was GREAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIRbot82I/AAAAAAAAAS4/C8U0fyy9syA/s1600-h/IMG_1099c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIRbot82I/AAAAAAAAAS4/C8U0fyy9syA/s320/IMG_1099c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176545023510836066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the main course sucked to the max. Dry chicken breast meat- YUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIR7ot83I/AAAAAAAAATA/yZ5yYDT0_JA/s1600-h/IMG_1104c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bIR7ot83I/AAAAAAAAATA/yZ5yYDT0_JA/s320/IMG_1104c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176545032100770674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake was good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bISLot84I/AAAAAAAAATI/3tgt16nayg8/s1600-h/IMG_1106c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bISLot84I/AAAAAAAAATI/3tgt16nayg8/s320/IMG_1106c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176545036395737986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is the Petronas Twin Tower where we went up to the bridge for a good view of the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ5bot85I/AAAAAAAAATQ/-S9GfY-RqAA/s1600-h/IMG_1118c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ5bot85I/AAAAAAAAATQ/-S9GfY-RqAA/s320/IMG_1118c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176546810217231250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I am not straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ5rot86I/AAAAAAAAATY/Q7C6-E9X6Jk/s1600-h/IMG_1113c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ5rot86I/AAAAAAAAATY/Q7C6-E9X6Jk/s320/IMG_1113c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176546814512198562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ57ot87I/AAAAAAAAATg/R2YLvv6te_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1128c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ57ot87I/AAAAAAAAATg/R2YLvv6te_Y/s320/IMG_1128c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176546818807165874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little fieldwork below and finally SHOPPING @ Suria KLCC! Got a couple of things from this nice shop, other than that was just dinner at foodcourt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ7Lot88I/AAAAAAAAATo/cC7QnmzkYpY/s1600-h/IMG_1131c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ7Lot88I/AAAAAAAAATo/cC7QnmzkYpY/s320/IMG_1131c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176546840282002370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ7rot89I/AAAAAAAAATw/hfML-6K481Q/s1600-h/IMG_1143c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bJ7rot89I/AAAAAAAAATw/hfML-6K481Q/s320/IMG_1143c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176546848871936978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, "reflections at Bukit Bintang" was great too. Shopping obviously wasn't enough for the guys so we took the city train with a couple of other peeps other than the usual gang, Feddie, Han Sen, Kenji and Edwin, all the way to little brother play sand (弟弟玩沙）aka Titiwangsa. Other than the bumpy ride, it was quite fun looking at the night view of the city. The rest of time was spent checking out a new mall and I saw the MacBook Air! Really thin man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMHLot8-I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Gqx6POE9PrM/s1600-h/IMG_1184c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMHLot8-I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Gqx6POE9PrM/s320/IMG_1184c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176549245463688162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMH7ot8_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1BBechHSVlE/s1600-h/IMG_1187c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMH7ot8_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1BBechHSVlE/s320/IMG_1187c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176549258348590066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMILot9AI/AAAAAAAAAUI/j_W3vbFON18/s1600-h/IMG_1222c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMILot9AI/AAAAAAAAAUI/j_W3vbFON18/s320/IMG_1222c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176549262643557378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMIbot9BI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7ckv03aKefg/s1600-h/IMG_1213c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMIbot9BI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7ckv03aKefg/s320/IMG_1213c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176549266938524690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMI7ot9CI/AAAAAAAAAUY/e23o79H1F2o/s1600-h/IMG_1230c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bMI7ot9CI/AAAAAAAAAUY/e23o79H1F2o/s320/IMG_1230c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176549275528459298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou was in town..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM0bot9DI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DxLyVzA62vA/s1600-h/IMG_1233c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM0bot9DI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DxLyVzA62vA/s320/IMG_1233c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176550022852768818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was 07S51!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM07ot9EI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fzq7FF03jhc/s1600-h/IMG_1255c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM07ot9EI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fzq7FF03jhc/s320/IMG_1255c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176550031442703426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ghostly trio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM1rot9FI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QDbWJl0lCC0/s1600-h/IMG_1259c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM1rot9FI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QDbWJl0lCC0/s320/IMG_1259c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176550044327605330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was rest time at this rather nice hotel other than the fact that my room didn't even have a window. -.- coolness. But Jek's room had a really great view of the city skyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM2Lot9GI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SjFOff1j59s/s1600-h/IMG_1269c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bM2Lot9GI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SjFOff1j59s/s320/IMG_1269c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176550052917539938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we were back to Sentul West for the very last fieldwork... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOTLot9HI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wBMYfvfFykw/s1600-h/IMG_1314c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOTLot9HI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wBMYfvfFykw/s320/IMG_1314c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551650645374066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOTrot9II/AAAAAAAAAVI/VTWzAnduIVE/s1600-h/IMG_1331c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOTrot9II/AAAAAAAAAVI/VTWzAnduIVE/s320/IMG_1331c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551659235308674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to Putrajaya again, this time for a guided tour from a person from Putrajaya Corp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOT7ot9JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/68QLxnWVwOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1339c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOT7ot9JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/68QLxnWVwOQ/s320/IMG_1339c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551663530275986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOT7ot9KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/s0U_LNnpRag/s1600-h/IMG_1345c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOT7ot9KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/s0U_LNnpRag/s320/IMG_1345c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551663530276002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know alot of things and got a great view of the entire city from their International Convention Centre.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOUbot9LI/AAAAAAAAAVg/6Lvp5zYOF7U/s1600-h/IMG_1370c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bOUbot9LI/AAAAAAAAAVg/6Lvp5zYOF7U/s320/IMG_1370c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551672120210610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not before long, we were back @ Singapore already! It had been a really amazing trip with a good balance of work and play. I will try to upload more photos when I am done editting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was happy after the trip. Even the little boy who lost his high scores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bO0bot9MI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Dd4n85rTz2k/s1600-h/IMG_1376c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9bO0bot9MI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Dd4n85rTz2k/s320/IMG_1376c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176552221876024514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are enjoying your March Hols too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-780222664891050891?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/780222664891050891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=780222664891050891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/780222664891050891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/780222664891050891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/03/geography-rocks.html' title='Geography ROCKS!'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R9aIg7ot7wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4MEBQy-j4Kw/s72-c/collagee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-8911781113398435012</id><published>2008-03-06T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T05:25:06.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After CTs</title><content type='html'>SIGH. So much studying seems like it's all for nothing much. Didn't felt that I am gonna improve much for this CT, and if I don't deprove, it's already quite an achievement. Well, I shall not complain any further but just relieve that all that crap is over. I am really looking forward into the further. Picturing that this March hols will be my last and seriously break for the year already. Just the thought of it just sianes me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I doubt I won't slack in June hols. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that crap behind me now, I am going off to KL, Malaysia tomorrow! Haha this is like pre-A levels recee and dry run! I am like gonna pack all kinds of crap and straight after my last paper, CHIONG to the airport and fly off to some country to backpack for like 1 month! Kinda unbelievable but I am gonna make is possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this March hols is really a break that I need. But my climbing still needs me and I am gonna have lots of catching up to do this hols. PumpFest or BoulderActive is coming up soon, can't remember which. Not forgetting photography too. Soong's sister's mansion is definitely coming up. OH and there's CLASS OUTING to look forward to too! Sentosa hahahaha. Sounds fun but let's just cross our fingers that people will go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-levels result releasing tomorrow so ALL THE BEST (i don't know how, but this is suppose to be BIG) to all my Year 3 peeps! Now that CT is over I feel kinda empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's about time I start packing my bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-8911781113398435012?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/8911781113398435012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=8911781113398435012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8911781113398435012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/8911781113398435012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/03/after-cts.html' title='After CTs'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-275876943341911710</id><published>2008-02-28T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:19:59.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Speed Test.</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah okay. I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;94 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 2% already!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-275876943341911710?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/275876943341911710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=275876943341911710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/275876943341911710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/275876943341911710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-speed-test.html' title='More Speed Test.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-3600574353967560052</id><published>2008-02-27T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:59:04.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Confessions.</title><content type='html'>Has been rather tired these few days, CT's coming but I shall not procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a special day for all people, sinful or not. Alin has finally confessed to Yee Jek! So lovely. It was that faithful moment during econs lecture when she passed him a slip of paper. Such an inspiring day, pity Alin was slightly anxious and could not even wait for the leap day to come. But you know, who cares! It's this year anyway. (For those who don't know, in Scottish culture, leap year is the only year that a woman can propose to a man.) It just seems like God/Allah's doing, from how they met last year as friends and progressed throughout 2007, knowing each other more and better, and this year, viola, the leap year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V3FS88mXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PiVugGbflZk/s1600-h/Photo0061e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V3FS88mXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PiVugGbflZk/s320/Photo0061e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171670679975401842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Jek was so thrilled and delighted, he couldn't even sit still on our way to NUS for a Geography Careers Talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V3Fy88mYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZedO3eoJpCc/s1600-h/Photo0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V3Fy88mYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZedO3eoJpCc/s320/Photo0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171670688565336450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even had their "attachment photo" taken! Everything progressed so quickly that even people like unintentionally, tsg, xiaoyi, jianhan and me, were all rather surprised, but pleasantly. Who doesn't like such lovely surprises anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4Xi88mZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iFmvQFOVaK0/s1600-h/Photo0059e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4Xi88mZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iFmvQFOVaK0/s320/Photo0059e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171672093019642258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anti-Climax:&lt;/strong&gt; Tired tired tired! But I guess I shouldn't complain too much. Who isn't tired?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4Xy88maI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KeILpduZ1ec/s1600-h/Photo0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4Xy88maI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KeILpduZ1ec/s320/Photo0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171672097314609570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably safely say everyone, especially jianhan, except one sinful girl, secretly happy today, brimming with excitment and anticipation for the new future for her (and him, of course). Whether it is for love, companionship, or even lust, still, I wanna wish them all the best in this new journey for both of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4YC88mbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-jUjgQr5HMc/s1600-h/Photo0035ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V4YC88mbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-jUjgQr5HMc/s320/Photo0035ee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171672101609576882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new journey of love awaits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;90 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;470 characters per minute, 90 words, top 5%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-3600574353967560052?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/3600574353967560052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=3600574353967560052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3600574353967560052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/3600574353967560052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-confessions.html' title='Sweet Confessions.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R8V3FS88mXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PiVugGbflZk/s72-c/Photo0061e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407109862456544839.post-1952717593028828546</id><published>2008-02-23T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:36:11.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook.</title><content type='html'>It's definitely a good way to rot and do seemingly constructive yet fun stuff at the same time. Especially when you're bored of not studying, and knowing that the CT's just looming ahead. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R7_YEi88mQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lEApVYWwuw4/s1600-h/friendswheel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R7_YEi88mQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lEApVYWwuw4/s320/friendswheel.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170088469858130178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what this wheel is trying to tell me. Probably that I've a rather enclosed 'friends community' as you can see from the many many lines connected everybody together. (as compared to NickPan's aka JiLiang's brother's) (and have to acknowledge that I koped it from him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R7_ZSy88mRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hsKTyiwMjN0/s1600-h/friendswheel+nickpan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R7_ZSy88mRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hsKTyiwMjN0/s320/friendswheel+nickpan.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170089814182893842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps even that my friends are very high tech and everybody has a Facebook to connect with me, and others. Can't seem to find the FaceBook badge that he has to put it on my blog. Maybe it'll find me somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just uploaded a few random photos. My Flickr's dead too. &lt;br /&gt;I am rather cyberdead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6407109862456544839-1952717593028828546?l=hardergay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/feeds/1952717593028828546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6407109862456544839&amp;postID=1952717593028828546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1952717593028828546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407109862456544839/posts/default/1952717593028828546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hardergay.blogspot.com/2008/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook.'/><author><name>The Victorian.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mlzrNLKkLpg/R7_YEi88mQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lEApVYWwuw4/s72-c/friendswheel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
