<?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-16136246</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:14:05.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another side. Another story.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Daryl</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>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16136246.post-114665722295205784</id><published>2006-05-03T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T19:53:43.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBM</title><content type='html'>whoots.. its official, i got my letter that i'm going Outward Bound Mongolia !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to buy all my gear.. its like gay expensive. One jacket cost like 290 bucks !! then i had to buy special gloves and beanies and all sorts of stuff.. my mom said i used up all her progress package money =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my briefing yesterday, my instructor name is Ai Chin, shes going to mongolia already to scout the situation there. It seems the temperature there is like 5-20 degrees !! SHUANG man.. can stone around and have fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E learning week is kinda boring, just sit at my com and clear work. All sorts of work. NPCC work, school work, ace work.. wah kao.. ji hiong. And tecahing through msn kinda sucks.. Its hard to catch what the teacher is saying sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard fookm, my phy teacher, is gonna leave us at the end of the term !! Thats kinda sad lar, hes been with us for 4 years, and then before we finish, he goes to another school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to mongolia on the 11 and back on the 21..Gonna miss some stuff in SG man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114665722295205784?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114665722295205784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114665722295205784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114665722295205784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114665722295205784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/05/obm.html' title='OBM'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114639879501412305</id><published>2006-04-30T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:06:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats past is past</title><content type='html'>i deleted my previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, whats past is past. No point really thinking abt it. I'll just do what i can with what i have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only way to walk is fowards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousiest department?&lt;br /&gt;lousy bronze?&lt;br /&gt;lousy rank?&lt;br /&gt;lousy profile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114639879501412305?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114639879501412305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114639879501412305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114639879501412305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114639879501412305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-past-is-past.html' title='whats past is past'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114545474197651157</id><published>2006-04-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:52:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>allergy</title><content type='html'>went for my medical checkup to certify that i'm fit for OB mongolia, and after the checkup i can conclude that theres a high chance that i'm not medically fit to go for mongolia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out i have severe allergy to grass and dust mites. Upon a rating of 6, my rating for dust mites is 6/6, which is also known as severly allergic to. As for grass, my rating is 4-5/6, which is also quite badly allergic. Theoretically, if i breathed in too much dust or grass, my asthma will kick in and i'll die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this allergic aint really something new, i did the blood test when i was really young. but i thought it wouldnt really play such a big factor as i have been to OBS, and although i was allergic to grass, i was rolling in it like there was no tomorrow and i'm still typing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during campcraft comp, i enjoyed lying on the grass and stoning around looking at the sky. And i aint dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but supposedly, mongolia is very very dusty and grassy, so my doctor doesnt really advise me to go. But still, she gave me some medicine to try and make it harder for me to get an asthma attack if i do get "hit". So i'll have to take this disgusting nose spray and some inhalent every day and night...blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so really have to hope that the OBM people will take that into consideration and let me through !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped amanda to build her chemical car recently, it was relavtively fun i guess, destroying stuff and building stuff all over again. makes me feel like taking my screwdriver and just untinkering everything at home. Though didnt gain anything much from helping her build the car, i managed to recover the original racing car's motors (which we used as a chassis, such a waste of a good car).. whoot, now i got some starter chips and motors and wires =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gained something else too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also got a new phone =) the nokia 6280 !! Its quite nice, very classy and its 3G to boot, but i dotn have a 3G card so i cant make conference calls, not that i want to seeing that its very expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of that, i got my phone GMASKED!! u know, that nice transparent film that they put over ur phone to make it scratch resistance, i got that !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/320/front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;front =)&lt;/font&gt; (bad angle but i was in a rush and i was using the webcam for something else to boot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/320/back.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;back ! &lt;/font&gt; pyschadellic isnt it =) supposedly some graphic design but it looks damm good when u see the phone in real life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched iceage 2 with yinghao, jacky and liangyi. So - so only. Wasnt as good as the first. But walking around cine with them and talking cock was fun ahah. And liangyi is a veteran of BF2, damm cool.. and he lent me his BF2 so that i can play online !! Rocks man =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my chinese compo came out as model essay =) but its kinda "hun de" because i modelled my essay after some essay some guy wrote last year. But mr sim said ok cause if u take his points and combine with ur points, u get ur points ! rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also got my oil for my project experiment, my dad said he managed to get like 200 US worth of oil for me and completely free. Cause his friends gave it to him. I initially requested for crude oil, but his friends said it wasnt possible, as oil is super combustible. One stray electrostatic spark and the whole lab is gonna go up in flames. and the gases evolved from crude oil are also super combustible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao scary, so i got fuel oil instead, which is a lot safer. But still explosive !! must be damm cautious in the lab or i'm dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114545474197651157?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114545474197651157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114545474197651157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114545474197651157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114545474197651157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/04/allergy.html' title='allergy'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114440847041845194</id><published>2006-04-07T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:18:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSS</title><content type='html'>i'm addicted to the campus superstar songs !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiyang won campus superstar lol, and it was also the first time i watched one full episode of campus superstar.. its quite interesting i would say haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised why paedophiles exist man... all those below 18 girls all look like dat, no wonder man...they live for CSS hyuck hyuck hyuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my SMRP is finally settled !! XD The effects of plant extracts on the bioremediation of oil !! And i passed the prelims so its off to the lab and work my life away. It sounds like a really good topic and if it works, i'm solving a world problem ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theoretically that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my HRP is not done !! Chansh gave me an extension til monday, so have to meng my weekend off so i can get it complete. And CHAOS isnt done too, its due on monday, so have to meng away also...This weekend is GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to OB Mongolia for my sec4 camp =) Only 30 of us going, and i know like only 10 plus? Lol, go there meet new people i guess haha. But OB Mongolia sounds tough, so i've got 6weeks to train for it. Blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm spending the whole of 12 - 21 May there...Sad man. And uj tells me that Wang Wan Yi is going to OBM.. bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, but when i complete it, i get the 1337 OB MONGOLIA shirt !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm on a semi-happy mood now lol, as seen from my text. I so love my blog song, its so uplifting =) =) =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maths SEEMED freefrag =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We stand alone together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114440847041845194?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114440847041845194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114440847041845194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114440847041845194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114440847041845194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/04/css.html' title='CSS'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114372369808959994</id><published>2006-03-30T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:04:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick</title><content type='html'>where was i? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really remember all those stuff that happened but anyway, chongchen organised a CCC dinner for all us campcrafters !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite nice and all, where the idea was for us to meet up and have a nice dinner together as a reward for all our hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chongchen decided to go to marina south to eat steamboat, cause it was cheap and big ahah. and good i guess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i met chuan kim and dayong at Eunos Mrt (and i was late for once) and we went to marina sotuh together. Turns out that we werent late in the end, minyang was way later than us! And just a bit of trivia, but a lot of people seemed to have nice bags on that day. Dayong was wearing this "crumpler-look-like" XD and Yizhi sir was wearing this Fullmetalalchemist designed bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOXIOUS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we walked to the ONLY busstop that was to take us to the steam boat place. But on the way there, we were continually bombarded by people asking us if we wanted to eat steamboat or not. and then they will come and spam you with fliers and offers! So annoying. But you can tell that they are really desperate, they even have vans there to transport you to the place quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bus came and we squeezed up the bus. It was GAY crowded, so many people going to eat steamboat -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really remember what the name of the restaurant was, but it was big. One of the biggest there. But anyway, we found a place to sit down and paid for the food. Chongchen initially said it was $6 pax but it turned out to be $10. But no matter, i brought enough aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to get our plates and the cutlery. The system there is quite smart, you can only get ur plates after you've paid up cause the guy will just auto fill ur "steamboat thing" with the soup the moment you sit down so a lot of people can just eat for free !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they offered free ice cream too. Yinghao and i wanted to take the icecream but it seems we needed the receipt too. Smart man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we just ate ahha, and ate and ate and ate. But in truth, we ddint eat a lot, most of the time was spent cooking the food. HAHA, and i think yinghao has a fetish for prawns, he kept on cooking them and eating them !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was this really annoying salesman who kept on askign us to buy drinks. She kept on asking us if we wanted coconuts or canned drinks or whatnot. We said no and she continued asking. DAMM ANNOYING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she would just stand there for a while...and then ask again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after eating, all of us went to get the free icecream. We were entitled to 13 icecreams since there were 13 people there. But i guessed we took around 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of them would crowd along the icebox and then one of them would tell the aunty he was redemming 3 icecreams. Then they would all make a lot of noise and keep on asking the aunty what flavours were available.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they would take more than the 3. MOXIOUS !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i spied alot people doing that and no one was none the wiser. Singaporeans are all sneaky people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we would do that over and over again. Until we had like 20-30 icecreams. Eat dao shuang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we ate, some of us went to the arcade while some went bowling. Then at around 10, most of us left to go home while a few stayed back to bowl ahah, hardcore bowlers!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campcraft comp really rocks man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;spirit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/IMGP0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/200/IMGP0366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDY Team (Soon Dayong, Yinghao, Daryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/IMGP0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/200/IMGP0364.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Loggers (Minyang, Chongchen, Zhiyong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/IMGP0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/200/IMGP0350.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sec3s (Elesion, Lincoln, Jiahan, Chuan Kim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/1600/IMGP0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4068/523/200/IMGP0370.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campcraft team !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114372369808959994?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114372369808959994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114372369808959994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114372369808959994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114372369808959994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/quick.html' title='quick'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114320922956420033</id><published>2006-03-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:36:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ages</title><content type='html'>its been ages since i updated, mainly due to the fact that i'm growing lazy and that i've got loads of work to do. But its more lazy than anything else haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, loads of stuff has happened since i last updated, but i cant really seem to remember what EXACTLY happened? So i'm just gonna write what i can remember as i go along, so it wont be in chronological order. ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Founders day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago was Founders Day, generally a very slack day as we're usually given half day. This year though, we had to attend either the Founder's Day celebrations or some Projects Day workshop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm doing a project this year, i HAD to attend the Projects Workshop, HOWEVER, Mr Tan Chee Wee wanted video/photo coverage on the Foudners Day celebrations as NPCC was gonna be given some best EP3(CCA) award. So me being the pub head, i was given the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me being the pub head, i delegated the job to calvin, but to take pictures only since he has a rather nice camera. It seems that HO (Honorary Officer) wanted a proper video camera to film the entire thing, not some crappy camera [phone], so i had to go and find one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully shan passed me hers the night before so i'm saved haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was sitting down with uj and kow when mr ng came up to me and told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngsc: ehh poster daryl, go and be a dummy.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? what dummy? &lt;br /&gt;ngsc: some JC1 didnt come, so you go and replace him to take his award.&lt;br /&gt;me: ME? why? get uj !!&lt;br /&gt;ngsc: aiyar, uj next year can get, you maybe cannot, so this is your opportunity&lt;br /&gt;me: -_______- TOOT&lt;br /&gt;uj and ngsc and joseph sim: HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;ngsc: aiyar joking lar, just go be the dummy can?&lt;br /&gt;joesphsim: HAHAHAHHAAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;me: ... dont want lar get wangshu *points behind*&lt;br /&gt;ngsc: *looks at wangshu* ehh joseph, i dont know this boy, you think?&lt;br /&gt;joesphsim: *looks at wangshu* get daryl.&lt;br /&gt;uj,kow,me: HAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;ngsc: aiyar go lar&lt;br /&gt;me: fine fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go and sit with the JC1s and pretend that i'm YuShi. Actually, i know YuShi, he wasn my senior in NPCC, and also the previous Publications Head, the post which i am holding onto now. So its kinda a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i was stoning there and making some friendly talk to some of the JC1s there, and i saw Juan Boon and Jingkang! Haha, they were gonna win soem GIC Excellence award. Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just sat down there and waited and waited and waited. After a long speech and many awards, it was time for NPCC to get its stuff, so i took my vid cam and went down to film it with calvin. Shan's video camera is zai man, quality is like WHOO ! Freaking clear. I feel like buying a video camera also haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after playing around with the camera, i went back to the JC1s area to wait for my turn. After another long speech and more prize presentations, it was my turn to go down haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed by juanboon and jingkang and they were kinda wondering wth i was doing there, haha i told them i was yushi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so made my way down and got in line while trying to explain to all the JC1s that i knew why i was there haha [I am yushi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it was my turn to walk to the Guest of Honor, ALL the sec4s started cheering and clapping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was soooo funny, and i kinda expected it too ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the GOH asked me: ehh how come ur so popular arh&lt;br /&gt;me: err thank you thank you&lt;br /&gt;GOH: haha turn and face the camera &lt;br /&gt;*Smiles and click click click*&lt;br /&gt;*i walk to Mr Hon [Principal]&lt;br /&gt;Hon: How come ur so popular? &lt;br /&gt;me: ehh haha thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;*bows*&lt;br /&gt;*gets off stage ASAP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was walking up, all the sec4s were like giving me some weird look ahah, the ispark people mostly cause they dont really know me. Then all the aphelion people were like trying to shake my hand haha. And mrs chan was congratualing me though she obviously knew i was just a dummy hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fast foward a few days*&lt;br /&gt;i was at the canteen when i met mrs chai and she was like asking me about foundersday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrschai: you were the dummy right?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah ahah&lt;br /&gt;mrschai: no wonder that yushi boy looked sooo familiar when he went on stage. &lt;br /&gt;me: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i passed the award back to Mr Sim and went back to my normal seat haha. But the award is really DAMM nice, i totally want one man. It seems that the only thing holding me back is an A project, i only have a B+, i have met all the other requirements, i just need a good project this year or i am GG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after hearing another speech, we were dissmised. Chongchen, yinghao,yaozhong,minyang,qijian,and a lot of other people decided to go to Bukit Panjang Plaza to makan so we took a nice long bus there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, most of the NPCC people HAD to hang around the area cause we had marshalling at night for the Founders Day Dinner, so most of us decided to crash Chongchen's house seeing it was near haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating and going for a short bowl, we went to chongchen house to play soem mahjong. Too many people playing, so i opted to play some weird ass game on the com. It was called Hog Wars, where i controlled a squad of pigs which had weapons to kill other pigs ala Worms. Quite fun ahha. Yize and I ganged up against Yongwei and we won ahah. Funny crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then played a bit of black and white and it was time to go !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so late for the marshalling, we were supposed to fall in at 430, but we kinda left the palce at 410, fully knowing that we needed abt 40mins to get to school XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dayong called me asking me why i was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayong: ehh u coming today or not?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah i am, gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;dayong: why?&lt;br /&gt;me: ehh nvm, yize, chongchen,yongwei,yaozhong and i are all together, so nvermind one hah, besides Chongchen has the key to the room, so ur cant open it anyway LOL.&lt;br /&gt;dayong: AHHH come faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaah we took the bus and went back and was late haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marshalling was quite fun ahah, i was teamed up with dayong and we were supposed to look out for the VIP cars so that we could direct them up the slope towards the clock tower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, no one seemed to realise that both of us have bad eyesight, so none of us could see the car till it was very near us, thus making it very difficult for us to decide whether to let it go right or up the slipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ran down the slope near the entrace gate and waited, then whenever a car came, i would shake my hand for dayong to see, that meant not the car, Then if it was, i would give a Thumbs up. It worked quite well, until it turned dark and dayong couldnt see my hand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had to move further up and stand next to some out of the way lamppost before dayong could see me. But then, the cars were starting to turn on their headlights. So when a car came, i couldnt see anything !! I only saw 2 headlamps glaring at me, and for a split second when it passed me, i would be able to see the license plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoying man. Some VIPS, i signalled to dayong to direct them to the right, and then when i resignlled to him to let them through, he couldnt see me !!  TOOT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was quite fun near the end, when the carpark to the right was full, so could only direct them up. So all of us, including Jingkang sir went to one corner and started talking cock. Chao funny haha !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, pack up and go home... finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end founders day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backtrack a bit since i just remembered, i had to go and borrow the camcorder from shan, so met her at the library and got it from her, but the best part was, my DVD wasnt compatible with the damm thing !! My 12 dollars wasted !! So after chatting with her for a while, i ran to popular to buy another brand of DVDs so i could use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cost me a freaking 26 bucks ! but it worked so no qualms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing i have an excess supply of cds, i just took lots of crap haha, i took videos of chongchen and yinghao bowling, i took videos of the whole NPCC gang walking down the slope and i was just introducing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: and this here is yinghao *moves to yinghao* he has 25 girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;yinghao: 25? no lar, 1 only !!&lt;br /&gt;me: u sure?&lt;br /&gt;yinghao: ehh maybe not 1 lar, zero lar !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, that video rocks man, full of crap !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114320922956420033?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114320922956420033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114320922956420033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114320922956420033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114320922956420033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/ages.html' title='ages'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114242633036461157</id><published>2006-03-15T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:38:50.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gg</title><content type='html'>tmr got double NPCC test. Sergeant and ATC badge test. Both damm hard to study for. Sure die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, learnt some new magic today =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114242633036461157?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114242633036461157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114242633036461157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114242633036461157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114242633036461157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/gg.html' title='gg'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114224675407835829</id><published>2006-03-13T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:47:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stamps</title><content type='html'>yay collected my stamps from minyang today. I must say, it looks not bad, though i dont really like how i look in it, i cant seem to find my eyes !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the stamps rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/daryl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face looks blurred =( haha but the stamps rock nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: the stamp design came with hearts.. so no connotations there whatsoever. |&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114224675407835829?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114224675407835829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114224675407835829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114224675407835829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114224675407835829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/stamps.html' title='stamps'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114213397835798794</id><published>2006-03-12T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:37:23.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>experiment</title><content type='html'>haha to those who did not get to see the riddle and hence are wondering about it. Here it is reproduced in all its glory =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lonely one, yet not the only&lt;br /&gt;In youth and old, i exist everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if it can happen twice&lt;br /&gt;the enigma in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a riddle that i created to direct people to my new blog add, but decided to move back in the end haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far number of people who have guessed it : 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114213397835798794?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114213397835798794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114213397835798794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114213397835798794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114213397835798794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/experiment.html' title='experiment'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114208635921999232</id><published>2006-03-11T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:12:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun/differences</title><content type='html'>hoho went to the SNGS funfair today with yinghao,clarence,junwen,huanzi and minyang. Quite a fun thing i would say. Spent most of our coupons trying to dunk some random teacher and just buying drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw all of yinghao's girlfriends haha, some of them are quite good looking, if i were to say so myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw nat too! (ditto) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, we just walked around the entire campus looking for stuff to spend our money on haha. Decided to make some personalised stamps. Quite cool, minyang, clarence, yinghao and i took a group photo and that very same photo is gonna be on a set of stamps !! Minyang and i bought one set each, yinghao and clarence claimed they had no money ahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally saw the elton that nat likes to talk about.. Hes tall, really tall !! Even huanzi, who is the tallest in aphelion, and maybe the whole sec4 cohort is shorter than him !! IMBANESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after all the fun and games, i was kinda late for meeting my sister to go to the NUS open house =( she was annoyed !! haha, took a taxi down from AMK to NUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sucky, all the taxis were hired already. So just stood by the road and waited and tried flagging down the taxis BUT TO NO AVAIL ! So crappy, then kenan spam message by my sister askign me where i am =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end got onto the taxi and drove to NUS with my sis (after i picked her up at buona vista mrt), cost me 12 dollars !! My allowance for this week has dwindled down from 60 to 20+ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 for some lousy bet !!&lt;br /&gt;10 for the stamps&lt;br /&gt;12 for the taxi fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other miscelleous !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, the coming week must scrimp seeing that my parents aint around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, NUS was quite crowded, so we took a guided tour of the campus and just walked around mostly. Tiring haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going into any details here, but today was a good day !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114208635921999232?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114208635921999232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114208635921999232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114208635921999232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114208635921999232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/fundifferences.html' title='fun/differences'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114191979372249392</id><published>2006-03-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:56:33.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving</title><content type='html'>NUS rocks. Its coming to the end of the attachment and i dont really wanna leave... Though its too complex at times, i still feel that i have learnt something from it all. And the researchers are damm nice also, to think i just started warming up to them =( Oh well, it was a damm good experience =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meien&lt;br /&gt;Huilian&lt;br /&gt;Garvin&lt;br /&gt;Alaric&lt;br /&gt;Sridevi&lt;br /&gt;Chunxiang&lt;br /&gt;Pekke&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwnage. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114191979372249392?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114191979372249392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114191979372249392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114191979372249392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114191979372249392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving.html' title='leaving'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114173797419220657</id><published>2006-03-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:26:14.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUS</title><content type='html'>havent really written abt NUS in detail...hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin kiat, lester and I are attached to the bioorganometallics lab (very very very complex stuff). Walking around, I realised that the area where all the researchers work is very cram. Its really very very small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the researchers there are quite friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garvin is one of our main "tour-guides". Hes quite a funny guy, always talking cock whenever his projects fails. On monday, when we went to see him for the first time, he was telling us that one of his compounds decomposed and he was kinda pissed at that. Then he started laughing away lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, when we went back he told us that his compound decomposed at abt 100 degrees celcius. Then he commented: must have been a damm hot day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL crazy guy. Quite a nice chap really, always ready to answer all my questions haha, i ask a lot of questions cause lester and chin kiat stone mostly, so i try to keep the conversation going... His project is about Estrogen receptors. Very very complex, but i more or less got the gist of it.. (dont dare to post it here incase i'm not allowed to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is Huilian, hands down one of the cuter female researchers in the lab. Shes quite friendly also, ever ready to answer all our questions haha. Shes doing a relatively chim topic also (soemthing to do with Vitamin A acid and the sorts). Huilian has a really squeaky voice, makes her sounds kinda weird sometimes ahah. But shes really nice, helping us to understand what we dont know (which is abt everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next would be Meien. Meien is quite eccentric, she reminds me of my aunty. As in personality wise, shes quite quirky so to speak. But shes friendly and quite helpful also. Her project is gay complex (virus sturturing thingy), she was telling us about one part of it, and we were like HUH ? WHAT?. But shes has a damm good sense of humor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz today, i told chin kiat to get into the lab to walk around and see what some of the researchers are doing cause we were like stoning in the researchers corridor (its not a real corridor persay, its like their "study room") and we shouldnt stone coz it leaves a bad impression on the people. then as we walked out, meien walked in and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meien: so gonna do ur patrols again arh? HAHAH ( she laughs in a real funny way)&lt;br /&gt;all of us: LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm funny lar, meien is quirky. enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos next arh? Alaric. Alaric looks ah beng, but in reality, hes not. He quite a cool guy, teaching us about some basic (their basic, our complex) concepts of chemistry and chemical set up, like why they use an inert environment and the like. And he was from hwachong ! We didnt really see him much so we dont really know much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sridevi is next. She works in a fumehood that we dont really "patrol" around but my overall impression of her is that shes quite friendly too. She was chatting with us in the morning cause we had nothing to do. Quite a nice lady but i dotn really know much about her project. We'll only be attached to her on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pek ke (not sure abt the spelling) to quote chin kiat is the best looking of the bunch HAHA. evil boy. Dont know abt her really, we didnt really talk much and shes usually in a rush. So not sure, we'll be attached to her on friday only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong as his friends call him is another guy in the lab we're attached to. Hes really busy, to quote from the professor as he runs between the faculty of chemistry and the faculty of medicine. For what? That i am unclear. But garvin introduced us and he said we could look him up if we had problems. Hmm.. Quite a nice guy so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chunxiang is another lab researcher. She hails from china if i were to guess by her accent. Shes quite a nice lady too, brining us around the campus today. She showed us some really cool stuff today !! But as i dont really like to communicate in chinese, i havent really talked much to her. And next to the fact, she wasnt here yesterday and i only got to know her today. But she seems quite a friendly person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmad is also another researcher, actually hes not really a researcher as i found out by looking at his fumehood. As you all know, the fumehood is labelled with the researcher's name. So when i saw ahmad's fumehood, i was surprised to see a DR AHMAD there. LOL, he must be doing something there. Ahmad is quite a nice guy, he likes to smile alot, he was teaching us about the concept of nano particles. Quite a learned chap, but he speaks too fast for me to handle sometimes, but he tries to explain to us what we dont know. He tries hard lar. Good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is another researcher that i have seen. None of us has talked to her yet, she seems really busy doing a lot of stuff. So i cant really comment about her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than these few that i have mentioned, there are a few other researchers in that lab, its just that in our 2 days there, we havent seen them yet and its unlikely that we will ever cause most of them are away this week ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i mentioned before bioorganometallics is really complex so we just try and understand as much as we can, though the 3 of us are still kinda hazy about the exact definition of bioorganometallics. We just learn about the applications from the researchers. And the techniques they employ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our days are usualyl quite boring. We follow the researchers around, see what they are doing, ask them questions about their work or to clarify doubt. Then if they are not around, we stone in the researhcer's corridor waiting for them to come back and write notes about what we have learned or if the com is available, kope science journals =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then usually 12 o clock is our lunch, til like 2pm. HAHA, 2 hr lunch break, rocks lar. But we usually go to the canteen to eat. Yesterday was damm funny. Chinkiat was like saying, dont go to frontier (its some canteen that we saw from the 5th floor) cause he thought that it was overpriced, like all cafes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we checked the map, there was a canteen next to frontier. So we made our way there but kenna lost so some security guard helped us find our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: err we would like to go to the canteen&lt;br /&gt;guard: oh go there can liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there and ended up in frontier lol. Frontier is the canteen haha. the canteen's food is not bad, i ate their pasta on monday, it was quite ok lar. It was only 2.80, way cheaper than the crap pasta that my school serves ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had Jap food, i must say it was quite good for only 5 dollars. I mean you dotn really expect good jap food for only 5 dollars. But they gave a really big portion of my beef terriyaki, it also came with a rather generous portion of glutionous rice, potato salad, soup and watermelon. Quite good i would say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres a lot of food there, theres this snack store that sells good sandwhiches. 3 sandwhiches for $1, quite worth it and they use good quality bread, not those kind of flimsy crap that my school offers. And the drinks there are cheap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was paying for my carton of apple juice ( to those who know me, i'm a sucker for apple juice!! ) which cost me 65c only, i heard this guy behind me say: " what? 10c only?!?!" then the vendor was like yeah, heres ur 9.90 change. i was like O_o holy crap, 10c drink !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas i think it was only for that guy or for that day or maybe for that timing.. my drink today cost 80c =( haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NUS has drink vending machines that allows u to use your ezlink card to pay for your drinks. Rocks man !! And it has a real funky way of delivering ur drink. Chao cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NUS is gay big, its really realyl really big. I think 3 hwachong instituitions can fit inside. Its really really big. Shuagness =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to write about as the days go by haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, its been 2 days, 3 more days to go =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114173797419220657?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114173797419220657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114173797419220657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114173797419220657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114173797419220657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/nus.html' title='NUS'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114165021377320269</id><published>2006-03-06T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:03:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>sigh the results of ccc is finally out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got 12th. 12 out of a 150 plus teams is not bad already, but to think we're just 2 teams away from entering the finals. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and olivia was annoying me with the fact that NY got in. blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted i say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the NUS attachment is quite imba.. a lot of stuff to learn and all of them so very complex. Theres a lot of cool experiments going along in the lab we're assigned too. And i'm stuck with chin kiat for the entire week !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr both of us get to tag along with garvin.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, all 3 of us will go with mei en.&lt;br /&gt;thursday chin kiat and i will be with sridevi&lt;br /&gt;and on friday chinkiat and i will be with pekky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol every day with chin kiat. Lester got another rotation. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bioorganometallics is seriously way beyond us. Even the professor said so, he said garvin (whos a post-grad) cant even handle them... How can we handle them lol? So prof. leong said we shoudl just learn the advance techniques of chemistry. Quite cool lar, a lot of really nice techniques were being shown to us today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the theory behind it is really complex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats nus for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NUS is quite a nice place to be in i guess, another 4-5 years if i make it &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114165021377320269?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114165021377320269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114165021377320269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114165021377320269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114165021377320269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114139823175370814</id><published>2006-03-03T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:29:45.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aphelion night</title><content type='html'>rocks aphelion night really rocked !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had half day yesterday cause we produced 3 top scholars for the A levels. So school was dismissed at 12noon !! Yay, but we kinda expected that already seeing that the teachers were all hinting to us about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Wong told 4D to pack light cause they'll be home early ahah. But none of the aphelion chaps packed light cause we had aphelion night at night, so still had to come back and camp lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so i went to lokky's house after dismissal, go there and dun lol. His house quite chinese, as in very "cheena" so to speak. Go and play his com while he took a shower. (actually, the whole purpose of going to his house was to clear and charge his camera so that we could use it for aphelion night ) Then after lokky took his shower, we left his place and journeyed to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from yishun to marine parade =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm funny, we were like going all over singapore just for fun. Then lokky and i were crapping on the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lokky and i saw something cool when we were on the bus to his place. There was this HCI girl and guy kissing passionately on the bus next to us. Then a lot of people were like looking at them, but they didnt seem to care. Then lokky tried to take a picture of them but our bus pulled foward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we looked at the bus driver of the other bus, he was smiling very happily LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so lokky went to my house. He commented that my house is very different. Kinda true, my house decor is totally opposite of that of Lokky's. But it isnt very western. Its just errr. modern ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we messed around, playing my PS2, PSP, Halo Online and last but not least KOL !! Then i took my shower and packed my bag and we left to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to school was damm funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz lokky was smsing this girl (whose name i wont disclose here, but u can guess it if ur smart) who was from SN. So me, being the kapo man, smsed my own SN contact and asked if she knew lokky's friend. Then lokky was like going : no no !! Dont smear my reputation!! very important to me one !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha, damm funny the way he was trying to stop me from sending out his name.. He tried calling me to jam the sms function, he tried lagging my phone by spamming it hhaa. Rocks, but i didnt send it out in the end anyway hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went back to school and was late &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kenna screwed by fookm for being late. He was like saying that we were sec4s liao, we should know the timings by not, which is kinda true seeing that i know we will need about an hour to reach school from my place. So in theory, we should have left at 5.30. But we kinda left at 5.45 haha, too much KOL liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so we went up to the audi to watch the council induction. Since we were late, we sat on the steps. Which is not bad too, seeing that we wanted to be able to walk around to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the council induction was COOL ! Damm cool man !! The lights were turned off and some cool music was being played. Then all the new councillors moved to the steps, holding an unbroken light stick. Then the council-higher-ranked-members ran up the steps, using their own light stick(broken) to whack the new councillors unbroken light sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to imagine it based on my words alone, its something that one must be able to see. So the effect was like this guy holding lots of glowing stuff running around and hitting "no one" then something would glow and you would see a councillor standing there. COOLNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, all the councillors took their glowing sticks and ran to the bottom of the auditorium and stuck them to the wall, forming the words APHELION COUNCIL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite cool also, then after the standard speech by the ex chairman of the 6th Council, the new chairman of the 7th Council gave another rousing speech and Aphelion Night officially started !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec1 performaces were kinda lame, most of them were like unprepared and just went on stage to lame around. BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the sec1s had performed, we had a game session. We were like given a word and we were supposed to find items that had the same starting letter as the letters forming the word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ie. If the word given is MINUS. Then we would have found: Money, Ink pen, Note, Underwear and Socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? So the first word was SHINE, so we gave them. Stick (glowing stick), Hair (lokky actually plucked out his own head hard O_o), Identification card, Note and EZ link card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the second word was APHELION. We couldnt figure out what A could stand for. So someone suggested throwing ben on stage. Cause ben was an Asshole, Pervert, Horrible, Elephant, Loser, Idiot, Odious man and a Noob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah, we were damm mean niaoing ben, but we didnt do it in the end. but 4A went down with a bunch of guys and just pointed to each other when the letter was being called. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sec3s performance was quite good. Quite creative in some sense, with jon neo's class performing huo yan jia (that jay chou song) quite well done i would say. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sec2s were not bad also, but no where near the sec3s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was the sec4s turn !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4a was up first with their rendition of Dragosta Din Tei (Numa Numa) and some other backstreet boy song. Damm funny. Clement, Kakin and Wei Hong went on stage to sing the backstreet boys song, they started off saying - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement: eh guys, dont sing along with us, it might ruin the performance&lt;br /&gt;kakin: yeah and lets hope that the mikes fit our vocal range. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us were like LOL damm funny. then they started signing and they were like totally off key halfway, so they threw down their mikes and stood with their backs to us. Then the Numa Numa song started playing and they starting shaking their butts lol. then the whole of 4A went up and started dancing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the sec4s also hun and go up and dance !! Damm fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4b's performace was damm good also. Brian went up to the grand piano and started to pretend to play the piano. It was so damm funny the way he did it. Looked damm real. Then 4B went up on stage to sing some song. And all the sec4s went down to hun also. Damm cool, all the sec4s on stage singing and dancing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4C performance rocked man !!! Zhongying cheorgrahed a rather cool dance !! But his voice was quite funny, but cool nonetheless! But our second part of our act screwed up. Daniel Yuen, Samuel 24 , Terrance and Tobias formed a band and went up on stage to play a song. I would say it wasnt well received. The crowd was just stoning there, blegh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(another band also screwed up cause the crowd didnt really seem to care. I think it kinda goes to show that posing with a guitar really gets u no where. The St Nicks were like not very interested. On the otherhand, people like Harapan (IMBA magician) can attract the attention of the SCGS girls when they came over for attachement, because of his magic !! Magic pwns guitars/drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 4d went up with their rendition of "yi qian nian yi hou" by jj lin. Seeing that it was the last sec4s performance, all the sec4s went on stage to mess around. DAmm fun ! Then we were like cheering away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3 cheers for sec4s!!"&lt;br /&gt;"3 cheers for aphelion!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, we were like doing that over and over again! Sec4s really pwn everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was carrying guoyean or minyang (cant rmb liao) on stage haha and we were like cheering away. Then we went to carry yaozhong and we were like shouting YAO ZHONG YAO ZHONG !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we kinda had a short break (more accurately, the break was way before the sec4s performances, but i forgot to mention it) Uj/Zhenyang and I were having fun messing with Mr Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went up to him, got on one knee and asked for his autograph !! He was like saying: aiyar, shuai ge jiu shi shuai ge !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, then after break, we saw him carrying his empty packet of food, so we plus some 4b people went to ask him if we could help him throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(translated)&lt;br /&gt;daryl: mr sim ! let us get that for u&lt;br /&gt;uj: yeah yeah, so cool lar&lt;br /&gt;zhenyang: yeah mr sim's empty packet !!&lt;br /&gt;4b people + us : * snatching for mr sim's packet* &lt;br /&gt;4b: its ours ! we want to throw for him!&lt;br /&gt;4c: no !! ours !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr sim: wa kao ! all of your gay arh !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL super funny look of mr sim's face ! Then we all started laughing together haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that the results were released!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: 4C&lt;br /&gt;2nd: 4A&lt;br /&gt;1st: 3B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zai, we got 3rd even with the lousy second act, zhongying dance must really rock !! So we won $25 bucks to buy paint to paint our classroom lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the sleepover, all of us went to the kah kee hall to sleep. Liangyi was quite nice, letting me sleep on his spread out sleeping bag. I only brought along a pathetic towel to lie on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EOTA-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and stoned a bit, trying to figure out where the hell i was, then remembered i was having aphelion night lol. Went back to class to put down our bags and we figured that since we had about 1hr to kill, lets watch bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my class has started to be interested in bleach, after i influence them to start watching lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we watched 1 episode of bleach and then went for breakfast while the second episode loaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after flag raising, the St Nicks "officially" ended their attachement. but they went for EOTA too. Sec1s went for "the amazing race", sec2s to "bowling", sec3s to "ice skating" and sec4s to "roller blading"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went all the way to east coast park for roller blading where we met up with our coaches who were gonna teach us rollerblading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out to be the same guys who taught the NPCC squad rollerblading last year, but they didnt recognise us. So anyway, as USUAL, i couldnt find a pair of skates that fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear size 14 shoes you see, so i need about a size 12 -13 skates . The biggest they had was a size 10 !! But thankfully, it seemed that a lot of people needed size 11 shoes. So a lot of people were just sitting around while the truck went back to their office to get more skates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the lesson carried on nonetheless. We saw them go through the basics like we did last year. Pretty standard i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all those who didnt have skates just lazed around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one of the instructors asked her colleagues to put on a show for us. It was way cool, one of the instructors was like spinning around and then braked by sliding on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moxious ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, the skates came. So zhenyang and i started skating around then we heard that wei zhe from 4D dislocated a bone while skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick man. a lot of people said that they could see that his bone was dislocated, they said that there was a very obvious bump that told them that the bone had been moved...forcefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei zhe was like in a hell lot of pain. Then an ambulance came and carried him off the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we were told to keep our hands on our knees at all times so that it wont happen to us too. But most of us ignored it anyway, too troublesome =) so we just skated around, practicing our basics and just having fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were sent back to school for cca, much to my annoyance seeing that i live very near to east coast park and i can walk home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thankgoodness i didnt go home straight away =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NPCC ROCKS MY SOCKS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its UIG GAMES !! its kinda like an old tradition where the entire unit would come together and just have fun. Its rare but it happens. So it seemed that yesterday was UIG GAMES !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm fun, we had waterbombs !! Everyone was like throwing their LIMITED bombs at each other haha. I stress limited, coz as a SEC4 facilitator, i had the entire bag of plastic bags aka unlimited supply of water bombs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sec4 does have its benefits =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the first part of the UIG was wargames, meaning we wear a sock on our hands and we rush an "enemy" team to "attack" their "king", the team that gets the most number of socks off an enemy team's win. In other words, the sock is ur life, lose it and u die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm fun, all the sec1s and sec2s were like ganging the sec3s and sec4s. Qianxiang( a sec4) was being held down by a few sec1s who jumped on him. HAHA, so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dayong and i decided to have some fun, we would mix waterbombs with the wargames. So we decided to attack yinghao first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we snuck up behind yinghao who was watching this group of sec1s gang a sec2 ( he was watching to make sure that there wasnt any real fighting) so dayong started swinging the waterbomb and threw it at yinghao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE MISSED BY A LONG SHOT !! HAHAAHHAHA damm funny, yinghao was infront of us and dayong threw the bomb to the far right. HAHA, actually the string broke so it went off tangent. yinghao and us were laughing so hard man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to bomb the officers. So dayong and i walked up to the officers with the bomb behind our bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl: err chaorong sir, what if we ACCIDENTALLY hit you with a water bomb?&lt;br /&gt;chaorong sir: what you mean?&lt;br /&gt;daryl: as in if i wanted to hit dayong but i missed and hit u instead, do i have to pump? &lt;br /&gt;chaorong: err see my mood first lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dayong and I back away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl: err yizhi sir, what if we ACCIDENTALLY hit you with a water bomb?&lt;br /&gt;yizhi sir: pump 5000 lor.&lt;br /&gt;daryl: WTH 5000 !! serious arh&lt;br /&gt;yizhi sir: yeah lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dayong and i back away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we still decided to bomb the officers. So we went to the second floor and decided to "snipe" chaorong. So we were hiding below the banisters when chaorong shouted : SOON DAYONG!!!! show urself hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayong then popped up: yes sir ? &lt;br /&gt;chaorong: got one more there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i popped up: yes sir? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaorong: trying to bomb me arh ahah cannot be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly there was this "SPLASH SOUND" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basil had actually ran up to dayong and smacked him with a water bomb. Then bohao came and smacked basil with a water bomb, and then basil was like OMG, and smacked bohao back with another water bomb. Then junxian appeared and smacked dayong with a water bomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i "humed" at a nearby encove. so i didnt get wet =) but i decided to have some fun, i saw chongchen (cc) standing below me, so i dropped the water bomb on him. But it glanced off his shoulder and landed on his foot !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, rocks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then became war lar, everyone just go and whack anyone. I whacked tingwei with a water bomb, and he whacked me back while i was refilling my bombs. Then we had a truce and went after ben xie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingwei had benxie in a bear hug and was shouting at me to throw at ben xie, while benxie was like struggling to escape. So i threw my first waterbomb and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benxie ducked !! and tingwei kenna waterbombed !! Damm funny, so i decided to run up to benxie and just smacked him point blank with the waterbomb. But benxie grabbed my waterbomb mid-run and squeezed it in my hand, resulting in us both getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 3 of us started laughing like mad after that HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dayong and i went after yinghao again. We saw yinghao talking to chaorong sir and we just bombed yinghao. (more accurately dayong bombed yinghao, i threw mine at wangshu). Then yinghao still continued talking to chaorong sir as if nothing had happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, chaorong said: dayong !! come here! throw at yinghao when i was talking to him arh. What if u had missed and hit me? Pump 10 ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinghao and i were laughing our asses off. Chaorong also !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dayong and i went to bomb dexter chan! We bombed him with 2 bombs and he got damm wet. So he ran after us and threw the pail of water on us !! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the CIs also kenna wet coz dexter was near the CIs when we bombed him. So they were like saying: Its dayong !! GET HIM !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a whole group of people started running after dayong with waterbombs in their hands ! ROCKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dayong dissapeared somewhere so we went back whacking each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dingchun tried being funny and stood infront of weilun asking people to shoot him. So jon neo threw a water bomb at dingchun. Dingchun dodged and weilun got wet. Dingchun was like laughing so hard, then i ran foward and shouted: DODGE THIS !" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and threw a water bomb at dingchun ! Dingchun went : oh shit." and got wet. Then all of us were like laughing our asses off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wangshu bombed me after i offered him a truce. So i filled up 2 bombs and ran to wangshu. Chunyin was with him so i shouted: CHUNYIN SIAM !! Chunyin and wangshu turned around and saw me running with the water bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chunyin ran sideways while wangshu ran straight on !! So i threw the bomb in a straight line and caught wangshu right between the shoulder blades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i used a cold water bomb =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wangshu was like : arhh !! how come its so cold !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL i am so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of us just kept on bombing each other, damm cool, i got bombed by basil when i was walking and then i got hit on the shoulder !! Those jokers dropped it from above =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuang. NPCC was really damm fun, just whacking each other with the waterbombs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time like this where i really enjoy being a hwachongian. Aphelion night, EOTA, NPCC. All these rock my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote jie han: Aphelion Night 06, the night i felt Aphelion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; sec4s rules&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114139823175370814?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114139823175370814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114139823175370814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114139823175370814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114139823175370814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/03/aphelion-night.html' title='aphelion night'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114096183903035801</id><published>2006-02-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:50:39.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123 go</title><content type='html'>raymond kinda inspired me today in church class. I'm gonna try to believe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant an act, reap a habit&lt;br /&gt;plant a habit, reap a virtue/vice&lt;br /&gt;plant a virtue/vice, reap a character&lt;br /&gt;plant a character, reap a destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;be like children, simple &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought corrinne may's first album today =) ROCKS ! hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114096183903035801?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114096183903035801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114096183903035801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114096183903035801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114096183903035801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/123-go.html' title='123 go'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114079296173783761</id><published>2006-02-24T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:56:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over</title><content type='html'>wow. i survived the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been sleeping well these past few days. Was so busy doing work that i sleep at around 1-2 pm. (and i wake up at 5.45) Sucks. I so need the weekend to relax and unwind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next saturday i have ATF! I'm damm scared. We're supposed to scale a building that is so damm tall. And theres like ladders, poles, swings. Scary man... I'm afraid of heights !! And the building is like 15 stories high? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the experience lol... Next sunday's blog entry ( if i survive) will be very interesting lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired now.. time to sleep =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114079296173783761?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114079296173783761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114079296173783761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114079296173783761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114079296173783761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/over.html' title='over'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114044940911589021</id><published>2006-02-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:30:09.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky</title><content type='html'>i am a damm lucky guy. &lt;br /&gt;met kevin ho in church and discussed magic with him. ROCKS. And we're gonna keep in touch.. WHOO.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my chem results and as a result loss a bet =) ur welcome nat -)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths test today was GG. Msg this term wont be as good as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is one hell of a week. I've got multiple projects to settle. SMRP proposal, HRP proposal, IHC presentation, IHE speech. Blegh. but on the bright side, 2 more weeks to sabbatical. I hope NUS is a fun place to be !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114044940911589021?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114044940911589021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114044940911589021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114044940911589021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114044940911589021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/lucky.html' title='lucky'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114027889439910888</id><published>2006-02-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:18:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims</title><content type='html'>History repeats itself. how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our seniors took part in the campcraft competition 2 years ago and they lost because of poor quality twine. When they pulled the twines, they all snapped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 1 pulled their twines today and some snapped. Resulting in an uncomplete shelter. Yize said it was all the CI in charge's fault. They requested for penalty twine and the CI said she only had 3 on her, so she had to raise the yellow flag to ask for more equipement, but for unknown reasons, she put the flag down again. So the logistics people saw the flag come up and then go down again, so they didnt know if it was a false alarm or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took them 2 long minutes to figure out it wasnt a false alarm and then pass the twine to the CI who in turn passed it to us. 2 minutes of nothingness. Team 1 couldnt do anything, they couldnt secure the shelter, they couldnt do the gadget. They could only adjust their previous knots, while waiting for more twine to continue the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they managed to improvise and completed their shelter and gadget. though the shelter wasnt complete but i applaud them. they managed to adapt to this highly complex situation - complete rationaing of twines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one should ever blame team 1 for not doing so well. they trained hard, they worked hard but some blur CI screwed them up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;domino effect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing team 1, team 2 felt really depressed. Team 1 the supposedly better team didnt do so well, whats gonna happen to us. All of us suddenly felt very tired, like there wasnt a point in continuing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, team 2 went back to school to train. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out from yongwei that PA coils their ropes differently from how we coil them. we used the navy method of coiling ropes, while PA uses the , well, police method. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us 3 minutes to uncoil the ropes now... in turn, slowing down the flagstaff considerably, slowing down the shelter indefinetly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its true that team 2's faith really do lie in the hands of the flag-staffers, if we are fast, the shelter is fast and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our morale dropped to an all time low. Our timings "de-proved" from 8 minutes to 12 minutes plus. And moreover, competition was only a few hours away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were stressed and panicky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we tried a few more dry runs but only once did we get our timing to below 10... we tried, we really did, but everything was very sluggish. Our energy levels were low, the sun seemed unusally bright and hot, and the ground suddenly seemed to have became harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after packing up, we moved over to PA to wait for our turn. We felt very low until it rained. We thought that it was gonna be postponed, but in the end it did not. But the hope was there, and suddenly, we felt a lot better. We started talking cock about all sorts of things, and slowly but surely, we became more and more confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch the other schools pitch and became even more confident ( if you get my drift ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just felt a lot better, as if the rain had literally washed away our fears. We saw weishu who took leave from NS just to come to see us and we felt good. We wanted to avenge team 1, we wanted to try and give it our best shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote jonneo ( i think it was him): i dont care how painful my hand is, i'm gonna just pull with all my strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i respect that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon it was our turn and we waited for that nice long horn that signals our faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came, we went, we pwned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yinghao and i could uncoil the ropes relatively fast, dayong could peg fast into the slightly moist ground. Shelter went bankai and was very fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but flagstaff slowed down =( guess thats equivilant trade for you. To gain something, you must lose something... But i fufilled my goal of being the first team in our details to pull the hwachong flag up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that gave a boost to everyone's morale... The only flagstaff up there with the flag flying high, while all the other teams were still tying their flags to their flagstaff. The feeling is undescribable ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shelter became very fast!! Like everything we have trained for finally came into play! Gadget is as usual quite fast too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think our complain got through, the CI in charge was carrying a lot of penalty twine with her, and not just 3 twines... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but although we were the first team in the detail to finish, i still think flagstaff didnt do very well. yinghao said, the supposed best of team2 was the worst among the 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even mr tan concured. He said our flagstaff was too slow by our ususal standard. and it was a bit wonky.. =( gan eng seng sec sch got their flag pole up at 2 minutes. Thats 1337 for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we did good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both teams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all tell that team1 is depressed. But you all have done your best and thats what counts. It wasnt you fault, everything was going well but external circumstances have forced your hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt really matter if Team1 or Team2 gets in. Cause in reality, both teams never existed in the first place. There was no team1 or team2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we had was a team hwachong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if either team1 or team2 dont make it into the finals. no matter, i say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each carry the hopes of the others. The want to win, the desire for glory. All of us carry that in us. The ties that bind, the honor we want. The days we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the all in one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing could have been achieved without the other team. We teach each other what we dont know. We help each other when in doubt. We design and created the shelter together. Every part of this competition has WE written all over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one in all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont feel too down over what happened. whats done is done. No point beating up urself over it. You tried and thats it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stand alone together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oscar Wilde&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114027889439910888?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114027889439910888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114027889439910888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114027889439910888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114027889439910888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/prelims.html' title='prelims'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114018168717589446</id><published>2006-02-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:08:07.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day before</title><content type='html'>tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've certainly come a long way over this short period of two months. We've beaten ourselves in getting the timings down, we've bonded with our teammates and we generally just have a hell lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for these same reasons, i feel very proud of being part of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the first to raise the HCI flag tomorrow while all the other schools are still doing their flagpoles. Lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hope we'll come back with good news tomorrow. 2 Months of training just for 10 minutes of possible glory. Oh well, we've to fight for many things in life i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard. &lt;br /&gt;-Carl Sandburg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114018168717589446?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114018168717589446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114018168717589446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114018168717589446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114018168717589446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-before.html' title='the day before'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114010072323404513</id><published>2006-02-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:38:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days</title><content type='html'>48 more hours to the competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we've got our timing down to 8minutes plus altogether =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand fast and win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114010072323404513?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114010072323404513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114010072323404513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114010072323404513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114010072323404513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-more-days.html' title='2 more days'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114001342430166073</id><published>2006-02-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:23:44.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apt</title><content type='html'>Destiny. If we attribute events to destiny, why then do we struggle to live? All living things are born and in turn, they will die eventually. Thats all there is to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this then mean, that it is pointless and futile to wish or hope for anything? Perhaps the answer is no. It's simply the truth behind we, human beings and this world that we love so much. No matter how long or hard you strive, people sometimes do not recognize what they should. Its something that everyone should know but forgets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of life then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how the going gets tough, we still choose life. As if we were resisting something, as if we were longing for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we to do when we find out that our wishes will not be fulfilled, when we find out that life has been completely destined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows of such a thing. We only know about ourselves, our hopes and fears. Life is like moving through a maze. There are always many paths in front of us and yet we always choose one and simply follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all believe that whats at the end of the path is what we have always been wishing for. And perhaps, we follow that path just to confirm that there is nothing for us in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've decided" "it couldnt be helped"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who decided it, what did they decide ? Was that really by choice ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were we the one who really chose it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps what we wished for was actually beyond the path that we werent able to choose. A path that we did not choose might as well have never existed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot go back, no matter how much we look back. We cannot change anything. What we can do is to keep moving forward into the unforeseeable future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some place other than here, some time other than now. &lt;br /&gt;That wonderful dream must be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we then do what it takes to search for what we wish for, perhaps even neglecting others? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather unfortunate wouldnt it ? Thus far, am i saying that there is no salvation? &lt;br /&gt;The question is, What is salvation ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it for all our wishes and hopes to come true ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it wasnt meant to be like this" "It wasnt supposed to happen"&lt;br /&gt;Is it for our wishes to be granted, to turn back time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then who can say that we wont make a mistake the next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just who decided it? And what was decided?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we cant go back in time, then we will travel down the correct path from the beginning. What one can do, and what one should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we ourselves, know that best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how nicely that fits in with the ccc context. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that ccc will be a sucess.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that cc's mom will get better.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that yinghao gets his goals.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that phoebe gets over her loss.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that our class will start focusing.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that my mom will get better.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that my grandfather will recover.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that minyang gets his goals.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that ben can focus.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that nat can overcome her problems.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that jules can overcome his mathphobia.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that shan can solve her worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like it suddenly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114001342430166073?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114001342430166073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114001342430166073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114001342430166073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114001342430166073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/apt.html' title='apt'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-114000823228372280</id><published>2006-02-15T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:57:17.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xcountry</title><content type='html'>ran 4.8km during cross country today. Really tired after running the whole thing, but its good training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard with yinghao and minyang after cross country. Yinghao said he wasnted to buy a valentine gift for ms. Further probing revealed that the gift he had in mind cost $109 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like  O.M.G .. respect man respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but turns out that the diamond pendent was out of stock so i suggested going to one of the jewerly shops in Plaza Sing. We popped over and went to CitiGems (or was it goldheart?) and yinghao bought a diamond/garnet pendent for ms under my recommendation =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with the chain it cost him $140 !! Minyang and i said that ms had better appreciate it man... and we had to lend him 20 dollars coz he didnt have enough haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinghao arh...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-114000823228372280?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/114000823228372280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=114000823228372280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114000823228372280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/114000823228372280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/xcountry.html' title='xcountry'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113984219557790487</id><published>2006-02-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:49:55.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phase shift down</title><content type='html'>phase shift down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had loads of brainwaves today. Brainwaves i intend to carry out. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to competition. come on come on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate my dinner at the busstop while waiting for the bus... kinda pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rush home to mug ihc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be training for campcraftcomp on valentine's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that its any different this year than any other year haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;phase shift down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an utterly random post to relieve stress. gd nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113984219557790487?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113984219557790487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113984219557790487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113984219557790487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113984219557790487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/phase-shift-down.html' title='phase shift down'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113974284991547710</id><published>2006-02-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T19:42:38.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run run run</title><content type='html'>Double weightage for maths and humanities. Thats the new system the school is implementing. But thankfully we get to opt out of it. My maths has always been relatively good, so double weightage shouldnt really be a problem.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the humanities that worrying me. Honestly, my humanities is not bad. I'm quite good in geog and lit, the two electives i take, my social studies is not bad too. But i'm taking HRP this year ( research paper instead of tests) and this is what worries me. I'm not too good with my HRP, but i like the process, so i still take it in the end. I got a B3 for my HRP last year, if i get it again this year, i'm so wasted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hate running away from a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like i've lost already before even trying. To reduce the weightage because i cant handle it. Wheres the fun in that? The theory is to put a wall infront of us so that we will train ourselves to scale it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theory that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i fear that i dont have the time to train it and what more for a topic that is hard to "train" for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it feels like escapism. I dont want to be a loser in my own mind, and perhaps in others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate making these kinda choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but there is always a choice&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice between entry or failure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, choice exists but the options are always stacked in the favor of one. Damm it man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... i thats my crazyass pysche. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113974284991547710?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113974284991547710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113974284991547710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113974284991547710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113974284991547710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/run-run-run.html' title='run run run'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113967082159764941</id><published>2006-02-11T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T23:15:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again at that place</title><content type='html'>Very very tired these few days. Training day in day out, tests every day. No time to recover at all after each day, just muster up whatever strength i have left and move onto the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competition is drawing near, and all of us are beginning to feel the heat. But we're still quite happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yize: *poses in the shuai ge pose next to the flagpole* BEEP !! Then the Women CI say, : wah kao ! ZERO marks !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays training was very different, it was situational training. Almost every possible situation was tested today, and all by accident. Weilun's flagpole dropped and hit someone. Their whipping at the top broke and the flag dropped. Calvin fell on the shelter skeleton and made it slightly wonky. Jonathan accidentally cut the connecting twine when he was supposed to cut the excess string. Yize counted 10 pacings instead of 8 pacings when he was pegging. Yinghao and I accidentally dropped our flagpole when we erecting it, loosening all the ropes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. We're trained for everything man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, yize managed to get their timing for everything down to 8 minutes 22 seconds. We only managed to get it down to 9 minutes 5 seconds. It could have been faster if i didnt accidentally tie the flag upside down =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got 1 week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at Uncle Robert's place today. It was really quiet, no one there to talk to unlike the last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the talk at the table was really funny at times lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle robert: u know, if cheefong was 24, he could be in singapore idol.&lt;br /&gt;uncle cheefong: u mean THE singapore idol.. &lt;br /&gt;all: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;uncle robert: wait.. malaysian idol lar !! haha&lt;br /&gt;uncle cheefong: oh yeah, more like malaysian idle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. uncle cheefong has a very weird sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; random memories from the week&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jsim: u know if you wanna write the consequences, write the direct ones. dont beat about the bush. I remember this boy who wrote ( the topic was about complaining about people who fed birds) that when you feed the birds, they will grow fat and thus cannot fly high and in the end hit the buildings and die. thus, in the end, you could be sued for animal cruelty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kow: can u say they will shit on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jsim: haha, u think you so lucky for the bird to shit on you everytime? Wah, like magnet like that ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(obviously translated from chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed my chinese test by 2 marks, but luckily jsim gave a retest, so managed to pass by 2 marks. I missed an A1 for maths by one mark. Annoyed, not a very great start to the year. And as for chemistry, i made a lot of really lame mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name the salt. I wrote the formula !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least physics was easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am falling ill, must have been the training in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am late in doing something again ! Nevermind, i'll send it out on Monday...in theory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113967082159764941?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113967082159764941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113967082159764941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113967082159764941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113967082159764941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/once-again-at-that-place.html' title='once again at that place'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113932198627300959</id><published>2006-02-07T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:22:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCC</title><content type='html'>2 weeks, 14 days. Thats about how much time left till the start of the campcraft competition. The action will take no more than 10 minutes, but the process was long and contrary to CC's statement, the process helped to bond us a lot closer together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3,2,1 go,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at Yinghao, Dayong and I. We were already quite good friends before the competition, but after this competition, we are a lot more bonded together. We eat together, we train together, we discuss our plans together and we work together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;20,17,15,10,9,7,5,4 minutes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from the flagstaff team, the team on the whole is very tightly knit. We cheer each other on if we falter, we pick each other up should we fall and we celebrate when we win. Its the kinship that we share that empowers us with the morale to push ourselves further and harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bonded by joy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings are so full-filled that all of us just cant wait to go for training. Spar-wars, playing in the rain. Its these experiences that fuel our desires to put in our all and win this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; the pain that entails&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not all fun and laughter though, we train hard and as a result we neglect the other stuff in life. Hence, a lot of us are stressed, we are stressed about the camp conditions in PA, we are stressed over whether we can finish our work on time, we are stressed over whether we can make it to the finals. Fight it, fight the stress. Find your own methods to beat it, take for example - Yinghao and I sing songs when we tie our flagpole and it helps to really take the tension off the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; though he swears thinking about girls help..hmm..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who can forget the support that we recieve from our parents. Sure, they nag at us for neglecting our schoolwork, for neglecting the family. But they do mean well. Who would want to see their child come so far but to fall because of a too heavy commitment? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;captain, vice captain, flagstaffer, shelter-er, gadget-er&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i bet that deep down in their hearts, they are immensely proud of their son for being a part of this competition, no matter how small their role. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at CC, heres the twine cutter for the first few minutes of the competition. Sounds stupid? I think not. He has to priorities which twines should be cut first and also liase with the individuals who need it when to pass them the twine. A load more difficult than just tying a simple round lashing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not to digress, but family really do play an important role in this whole competition. Its their very support that boosts our morale, knowing that if we fall, there is someone there to catch us. Look at it this way, the simple fact of allowing us the liberty to go for campcraft training is a form of support in its own. Look at weilun and yize, sometimes, their parents dont even allow them to go for training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; be glad that we can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks, 14 days, not enough time.So what can we do? I say just train, train like we've never trained before. Dont bother yourselves with all these goal-settings crap at the start of training, just give your best shot and try with all your might. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;answer to yourself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you cant make the goal, as long as you know that that truely was ur fastest and best, then rest. Take a break and try again tomorrow, dont overstress yourself panicking about it. Live so that you can fight again another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a part of something bigger, thats my rationale for joining this competition. And i never regretted it. The feelings are intangible, its bittersweet. Its rewarding yet so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a pricless memory =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;work play train rest, we are the best !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are knot losers ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113932198627300959?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113932198627300959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113932198627300959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113932198627300959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113932198627300959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/ccc.html' title='CCC'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113914635658300490</id><published>2006-02-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:30:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejected/COR</title><content type='html'>this is so not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ccc blog entry got deleted. Now must retype it all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yongwei and my tshirt designs were rejected by mr tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uj did somethign wrong to phoebe. (how abt that lau man =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113914635658300490?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113914635658300490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113914635658300490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113914635658300490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113914635658300490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/rejectedcor.html' title='rejected/COR'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113889527850407513</id><published>2006-02-02T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:47:58.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny2</title><content type='html'>CNY DAY1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my grandparents house on my father's side. Met up with the same old cousins that i met up with during reunion dinner. Had loads of fun with edmund, the newborn cousin. He is so light !! Narisa and i were like lifting in high up into the air and then bringing him down again. He was like squealing with joy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then messed around with the cousins a bit. Played some lame "scissors paper stone, if you lose you move back one step and i stretch foward until my pants split if i lose too much" game with some of my cousins. Narisa complained that it was unfair playing with me cause my feet are too big =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a feeling that my cousins will grow up to be tyrants =) during yusheng, ur supposed to give wishes like : gong xi fa cai, nian nian you yu those kinda nice auspicious phrases. They gave: destroy the universe ! Destroy the earth, destroy the galaxy !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day which was&lt;br /&gt;CNY DAY2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to my grandparents house on my mom's side. As usual with my cousins on my mom side, it wasnt as "interactive" as with the cousins on my father's side. If you couldnt understand that weird sentence structure, simply speaking, theres a lot less interaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stoned around and talked a bit to my cousins. My cousin brought along his cousins to my grandparents place lol. But after looking at them, i can conclude, that malays generally have the better looking genes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally speaking... i am generally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much there, just mostly eating and watching tv. Kinda sad, but none of the cousins are close on my mom's side. And serene, my cousin once removed ( i have a cousin once removed !! ), was giving me a funny look. moxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, popped over to uncle alan's place. We ( my siblings and I ) arent really close with Uncle alan's kids so we just sat down and watched cable tv while our parents talked to uncle alan and his wife. Rather boring i say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uncle alan son was trying to get way too friendly with me, he kept on poking me and asking me all sorts of questions. Wierd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we popped over to uncle raymond's house, which is also diane's house. Diane for the record was some girl from 5H in Tao Nan. Shes in VJC IP now. Went there and played fighting games with daniel, got totally pwned, the score was like 8 - 17? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played mahjong, manage to win once only. Diane's family are all good mahjong players lol. I've played a few times only, my sisters just learned. hence, the yee family got totally beaten haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that to be surprised by the fact that my dad has a mahjong set !! CC and MY, time to come to my house to play mahjong =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY DAY3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for a mini 5j class reunion. Met up with ruiheng and then took the MRT to tanah merah station. Met up with lang and kianyang, then waited for leening to come. while waiting, lang, kianyang and i were tryng to figure out the directions to mrs looi's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more specifically, we were trying to figure out which side of the road lead to changi and which side lead to bedok. So figure figure figure, in the end figured that it was the side of the road with the fence haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then leening came and we headed to the busstop. So we waited and waited and waited for the bus to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting, we proved that most 5j people are cockeye. All of us cant see busnumbers for nuts. We were supposed to take bus 2,24 and 34. I saw this bus coming, it was a number 2. So i flagged it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leening: why are we taking this?&lt;br /&gt;me: err, its bus2.&lt;br /&gt;rest: really lar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*turns to look* oh crap, its a 9, dont know how i read it, but it sure looked like a 2, must ahve been the light !! then later a bus could be seen down the road. So i asked ruiheng to look out for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what bus?&lt;br /&gt;ruiheng: 24&lt;br /&gt;rest: u sure?&lt;br /&gt;ruiheng: yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bus comes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest: its 34 lar !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, proves beyond a doubt that most of us are cockeye. LOL then the bus came and we took it to the designated stop thanks to nat's directions. Which were half confusing and half informative at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop at the 3rd stop after the EXPO, after the first stop, there is a shell station. Wait 2 stops and get off. See the right side of the houses. see the playground. Good. head right from there and you should see some steps. up the steps and u should be at the right side of the houses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard it, i was like HUH ? damm funny lar, all of us blur like anything, trying to find the playground then realise that the playground was hidden from view haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lang, ruiheng, leening, kianyang and i found our way to mrs looi's house only to find out that she went out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were late you see !! So i called her and she said she would come back soon. So we went into the courtyard and just sat down and talk cock. then i whipped out a deck of cards and we decided to play some cards. then nat and amanda came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played, i lost many times haha. i bet the sec1 guy we were playing with is cheating or he is super lucky. Keep on getting 21 !! But oh well, after my 1337 shuffling, he didnt win after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people are amazed by a one hand cut? ? Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mrs looi came and we chatted for a bit, and she gave us hong bao =) and she wished me to find a girlfriend soon -__-, that has 2 extremem connotations... both of which i dont wanna discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then we sat around and decided to play pingpong. Kianyang and i got so thrashed by ruiheng and lang. Then nat and amanda decided to play lang and mrs looi little boy. nat and amanda won only becoz the little boy was careless !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that little boy is so funny ! he would crawl under the table looking for the ball and start saying : wheres the cat, wheres the cat, wheres the cat !" then he would crawl out, throw the ball at lang and run away lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that boy seems to like lang, he was clinging to his legs and refused to let go haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its interesing to note how a bunch of sec4s get thrashed by a primary school kid in table tennis lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nat and amanda left. then the rest of us were pondering what to do. In the meantime, lang and i played "squash" with the table tennis ball. That little boy would hit to us and we would smack it all the way to the neighbours's yard HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go to the movies, but nothing nice to watch. Go bowling? So xian. So nothing much, we all went our seperate ways after reaching the MRT station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to kino to read while waiting for my mom to finish shopping. wise move, my mom spent 2hrs at Topshop... too imba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say the reunion was quite a failure...oh well, it was nice meeting everyone again !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i am too tired to try and make this entry funny =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113889527850407513?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113889527850407513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113889527850407513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113889527850407513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113889527850407513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/02/cny2.html' title='cny2'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113846173988949373</id><published>2006-01-28T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T23:22:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>hoho, CNY is finally here ! Time for a good break. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was CNY celebrations in school, as usual, it was quite boring, with the same old performances by the lion dance troupe, the chinese orchestra, the peeling oranges game, the singing of CNY songs and the crosstalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old same old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went around with yinghao, kaiyao and zhenyang to give oranges and cards to teachers. Gave to mr sim, mrs seck and mr foo. Gave them oranges on behalf of the class. Wanted to give Mrs Chan but it kinda slipped my mind...oh well, i hope kaiyao gave on the classes behalf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a note about the cards, my class is crazy HAHA. They wrote all sorts of stuff in the cards. For mrs seck, i told kevin to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mrs Seck,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you an explosive chinese new year! &lt;br /&gt;Regards, 4c Your double bond class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something around there, but it was really funny how each of us signed off in it. We wrote the chemicals of C N and Y. In other words, CARBON, NITROGEN and YITTRIUM. Then we were trying to balance the equation in it HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for Mr foo we wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr Foo,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you an electrifying new year!&lt;br /&gt;Regards, 4C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we signed off with stuff like E=MC squared, and F=MA and the like haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese one was the best and the funniest but too bad i cant type chinese. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, then went around wishing some of my old teachers happy chinese new year. And to my surprise they remembered me haah. Miss Loh still remembered me and asked me if i was taking lit. LOL, i told her the class wasnt used to Qua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i think the class doenst take too well to miss qua.&lt;br /&gt;ms loh: it takes time to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;me: well, her teaching style is unique...&lt;br /&gt;ms loh: unique? haha, unique is very ambiguous..&lt;br /&gt;me: haha, thay why i used it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i prefer loh over qua... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after seeing all the teachers, i took the long bus back to taonan with kianyang. As we got off the bus to taonan, we saw ruiheng and christopher. Christopher remembered me but didnt rmb kianyang haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went around school looking around for teachers but couldnt see any. Spotted lee ning in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we chanced upon mr quek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris: hey mr quek, do u rmb us?&lt;br /&gt;mr quek: ehh i can rmb u, but not the others.&lt;br /&gt;the rest: O_o ?&lt;br /&gt;mr quek: you still look the same and ur style is the same.&lt;br /&gt;chris: really meh? *turns to us* really meh?&lt;br /&gt;the rest: YES ! &lt;br /&gt;chris: crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr quek: *turns to me* i rmb you too.&lt;br /&gt;me: ehh? &lt;br /&gt;mr quek: i rmb ur hairstyle and u havent changed much, just ur height and skinner a bit.&lt;br /&gt;chris: yeah thats right.&lt;br /&gt;me: err ok. thanks?&lt;br /&gt;mr quek; *turns to rest* but i cant rmb either of u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kianyang and ruiheng: * zibeiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i soooo need to style my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, just stoned around the canteen eating food and the like, following which we went to play soccer in the baskerball court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why, it just is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say it was a battle of HCI and other schools vs RI. We got pwned !! I thought the goal was the poles of the net. So i just stood there and guarded it. Then this RI sec1 kicked the ball to my left, quite far off me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like WTH? Thats a total miss? Then i heard that guy go : GOAL !!! &lt;br /&gt;HUH? A check with my teammates revealed that the entire goal post was the whole red zone. If you cant picture the red zone of the court, lets just say, its really really big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got pwned. Our strikers were good, but they were better and the goal post was too big for the average goal keeper to handle (aka me)..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i was just spending time there waiting for shan shan to come so i could give her her birthday present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to play anymore after getting thrashed like 15-3? ahha, so ruiheng came to my house to play my com. Played for abt an hour or two then shan shan smsed me asking me where i was as she was in school and to hurry coz she couldnt stay for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ruiheng and i got our stuff and ran to school only to be met with nothingness ! We walked around the school twice and still no sign of her, called her a few times but no one picked up so got annoyed and went to ruiheng's house to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played loads of games there and also played with his pet chinchilla. Or however u spell it. And also stayed for dinner there, much to my denial. Ruiheng's mom has a way of making me stay for dinner everytime i go there, will elaborate on what happened the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruiheng's parents said i looked rugged.. wth O_o, how come i dont think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then i met up with shan later at the library at my request haha, damm funny our smses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went up to M level and saw this DHS uniform walking by the shelves, then i followed that DHS uniform around the whole floor and shan never knew i was there haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intercepted her on her second round of the floor and she was shocked haha! Passed her her present and then stood there and just chatted for like an hr. We talked about all sorts of stuff, blah blah blah LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan shan is still as crazy as ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, then took a nice walk home from the library... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; had reunion dinner with my family today, met all my cousins and all. As usual, it was rather boring for me, not for my cousins though. They were screaming around and playing with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, when ur 6 years older, theres nothing much to talk about. But my younger cousins are a bit perverse, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin1: are u a member of ABC?&lt;br /&gt;cousin2: whats ABC?&lt;br /&gt;cousin1: say yes and i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;cousin2: yes&lt;br /&gt;cousin1: HAHA, ur a member of American Breast Company. &lt;br /&gt;cousins1 &amp; 2: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *thinking* wth man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins are very crazy haah. The only cousin whos about the same age as me is narisa ( or however u spell it), shes 16 like me and studies at RGS. But shes quite a quiet girl, talked to her a bit only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i can rmb this conversation i had with ernest whos only 11 (aka p5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest: when u were sec1, i was p1. when u were sec2, i was p2, when u were sec3, i was p3, when u are sec4, i'm p4.&lt;br /&gt;me: errr, but ur p5?&lt;br /&gt;ernest: yah hor, why am i p5? &lt;br /&gt;us: hahaha, you tell us why? &lt;br /&gt;ernest: errrr... oh wait, when you were sec1, i was p2 !!&lt;br /&gt;me; hhaa, we got that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest is a rather interesting cousin of mine. Really intelligent, but a bit crazy ahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the whole, the reunion dinner was soso only haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more lunches/dinners coming up!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113846173988949373?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113846173988949373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113846173988949373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113846173988949373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113846173988949373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113819059814148649</id><published>2006-01-25T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:03:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>application</title><content type='html'>tended in my application to seck yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was very surprised when i saw a KEVIN KOW form on her table. TOOT, i thought i was the only one who signed up. And its one from each class somemore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Kevin's form. Results portion : MSG 3.00 , Project work: Credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my MSG 1.5 and then looked at his 3.00. Sure win one, then about his credit. I distinctly remember his group being as crappy as mine, i was very sure that he got a B like me. So i called him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:yo kev, ur last year project got B right?&lt;br /&gt;kevin: yeah&lt;br /&gt;me; how come u put credit?&lt;br /&gt;kevin: err, B = credit i think&lt;br /&gt;me: oh ok thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes my B to a credit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw ANOTHER application. Lester tan. MSG 1.67, No project done in 2005. Placed mine over his and walked away =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went trng after that and weilun told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weilun: hey daryl u going for that nus thing?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah&lt;br /&gt;weilun: u know the form right? They ask for the best 6 subjects leh. I dont know what to put ! &lt;br /&gt;me: why? Put ur best lar !&lt;br /&gt;weilun: but all A1 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH, stupid chap, niao me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campcraft trng was good man, really good. We average a below 6 minutes now, with fastest timing being 4.49 minutes =) HOHO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test today was soso, missed getting my full marks caused i made a really stupid stupid mistake. I forgot to square root my answer, and now everything is wrong. 8 marks gone blegh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY coming up, aka slacking time !! WHOO HOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113819059814148649?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113819059814148649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113819059814148649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113819059814148649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113819059814148649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/application.html' title='application'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113801569079820253</id><published>2006-01-23T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:28:10.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overshot</title><content type='html'>Damm, over shot my smses for December. Overshot by 300 somemore. My mom was like stunned cause this is my first time overshooting my limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM, i wonder what caused this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aphelion council election is kinda lame, most if not all the candidates are not promising enough. In fact all the sec2s running for council chairman didnt even give any outline of their plans. They just introed themselves and listed their qualities and thats about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec4s were like -___- : " wth was that" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec3s were better though, Jia Wei seems to be the only likely choice. He listed out his goals for aphelion and the reforms he was going to make. Though i doubt anything is gonna be done, it gives us something to look foward too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the Sec4s were still -___-: lame cliche typical speech, give us something inspiring man, we want to hear something that rouses our spirits ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear something that actually make me goes : " WHOO !! " and i actually feel like voting for him. And not voting for him coz hes the only choice and if i dont vote, i'll face disciplinary actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sec3 was a good entertainer though, and a good animator to boot. He presented with an animation that was very tastefully done. And then wrapped it up with a little song for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i got my email back from seck. She told me to download the application form and then submit it, and then the selection will be made after that. I looked at the form and figured out my chances of getting selected are really low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results part is probably ok, but its the project portion. They asked for the AWARD i won for my 2005 project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote: a B grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not going to get selected.... Blegh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113801569079820253?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113801569079820253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113801569079820253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113801569079820253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113801569079820253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/overshot.html' title='overshot'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113794032880008746</id><published>2006-01-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:32:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt; ambition &gt; &lt;br /&gt;I see pointless things surrounding me. All those contribute to nothing. Is there a point? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to work towards an ultimate goal, and to achieve that, all these can stand no place in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cut down those who stand in my path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt; /ambition &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet life is so much and more. Ambition is fleeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, i finally understand why guys think girls with big eyes are cute. Too bad, next church class is in 3 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113794032880008746?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113794032880008746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113794032880008746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113794032880008746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113794032880008746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/ambition.html' title='ambition'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113783809150059076</id><published>2006-01-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:08:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fear</title><content type='html'>our timing went down :( , must tain harder and better ! Jingkang came back today, i hate to admit it, but hes really good. He made marks on the wood as he did his knots, goes to show how strong he is ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept on erecting and unpitching the flagpole over and over again, got really xian. Then jingkang asked us to do PT, made us do 120 pushups and 120 squats. Blegh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yizhi sir and the rest of the cc team went to poolside to makan and crap. Crap dao really cant crap anymore lar, just talked abt all sorts of lame stuff haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played fear today, wah its really scary and good. the AI is fantastic =) I heard that the AI goes "F U when it gets confused by its own allies. HOHO, and when i threw a grenade at one guy, i could actually hear him shout "oh shit" , wah that is called realism man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niaoed juanboon yesterday and he threatened to pump me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juanboon: you know u shouldnt actually just call me juanboon. I am half a CI already.&lt;br /&gt;me: so should i call you juan sir or boon sir? &lt;br /&gt;juanboon *sniggers*: wah, very funny arh, want to pump issit?&lt;br /&gt;me: no sir (laughs my ass off after that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113783809150059076?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113783809150059076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113783809150059076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113783809150059076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113783809150059076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/fear.html' title='fear'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113777015119994213</id><published>2006-01-20T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:15:51.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory</title><content type='html'>lihao quite an interesting guy after all, after dinner, we kinda just talked about all sorts of stuff, like life after death, "am i gonna spend my life doing this" questions, what if i had a month left to live question, the time paradox questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda interesting as Lihao usually only talks about suzuka or just spews vulagrities =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the bus, i met zhi qiao, and he asked me about my life goals and stuff, quite interesting too ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho, my wrist,arms and knees hurt. All injured today, my wrist got cut by the door, not like cut my wrist, but the area above the wrist. Dont know how i got it, i think my hand scrapped past the door and it got cut. But the weird thing is that, my watch's leather strap came out becoz of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have been some hell of a cut, the strap probably saved my hand !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my arms and knees got injured during jumping around during training today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another round of campcraft comp trng tmr, and i havent gotten my shirt design up, and jingkang is coming.. blegh. And juan boon is back as a CI, he seems to be pumping happy, threatened to pump me a few times today -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weekend is finally here, can take a break and relax a bit, before going on to work on my projects and the like. A slight break bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its carajoy's birthday today. HOHO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113777015119994213?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113777015119994213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113777015119994213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113777015119994213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113777015119994213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/memory.html' title='memory'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113768240178866072</id><published>2006-01-19T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:53:21.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>i am confused, so many things are happening at one time. How should i interpret them ? to take it at face value is all too simple, but any more and i am unclear. the mind is a complex thing, i can only read so much. What is or was i cannot say, it is too complicating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cross the boundary of the mind. The mind is one's last santuary, to preempt or read it is just too intrusive. Thoughts and actions are one, who is to say what is is what will ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused, i will remain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr sim is one hell of a joker. Guoyean and i were at the staffroom thinking whether to approach Mrs Seck to be our SMRP mentor when mr sim walked by. We said: "shen shuai ge hao ! " he looked and us and grinned: (trnaslated) : you two have nothing to do arh, what are ur doing here? (it sounds harsh but he was laughing when he said that) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guoyean: we are here to see mrs chan&lt;br /&gt;mr sim: oh me too, but she isnt here, i think she went to teach&lt;br /&gt;-pause-&lt;br /&gt;me:  err, we are also here to see shuai ge ?&lt;br /&gt;mr sim: HAHA, gay arh? Come all the way to see me&lt;br /&gt;-then yuguang walked past and heard-&lt;br /&gt;yuguang: aiyar, sure gay one.&lt;br /&gt;mr sim:  its understandable, i'm so handsome that i turned them gay, if its anyone's fault, its mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guoyean and i: (thinking) what the hell? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr sim rocks man !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs seck asked our class if anyone of us wanted to go for the NUS attachment, she told us to email her our reasons by the next day. So me, who is gonna do a chem project this year emailed her the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOday, she walked into class and said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs seck: ehh, i didnt recieve anything, so no one going arh.&lt;br /&gt;kaiyao nudges me: ehh i thought u signed up&lt;br /&gt;julian nudges me: ehh i thought u signed up&lt;br /&gt;me: mrs seck, i signed up !&lt;br /&gt;mrs seck: ehh, whoops, i also didnt check, i made an assumption only ! &lt;br /&gt;me: -__- wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah crazy teachers i have ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects starting to kick in, its gonna be fun over the course of the next few months, but a hell lot more tiring ! HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bankai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113768240178866072?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113768240178866072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113768240178866072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113768240178866072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113768240178866072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/confused.html' title='confused'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113751175379802204</id><published>2006-01-17T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T23:29:13.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happylikebird</title><content type='html'>yeah man i'm happy like bird. HOHO, got our campcraft timing down again, from 7.35 to 5.59 !! Oh yeah, slightly better than ACS BR liao, must train more to beat the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chongchen got elected captain of campcraft comp team2, and yinghao got vice-captain. I got 3rd seat and Dayong got 4th seat, haha, honestly, the 3rd and 4th seat was for fun only ! But who cares man !! And i get to design the Campcraft comp shirt to boot ! I've decided what to put on the sleeve of the Captain,vicecaptain,3rd,4th seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the captain's left sleeve, a Spade shall be seen&lt;br /&gt;On the Vice-captains's left sleeve, a Heart is seen.&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd seat's left sleeve, a club is found.&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th seat's left sleeve, a diamond is found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, this will mark out the 4 rankers in each team, the other members dont get any different designs !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one cheap crap =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow a lot of hell will break loose, or maybe not. Depends on them really. As with my role, i will only just watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before campcraft started today, weilun and i took 2 mock rifles from the logistics room and pretended to patrol the corridors with them. HAHA, dayong said we looked like airport security ! Then weilun and i had fun storming the log room, weilun would open the door a crack and i would slip a grenade in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it would explode, we would rush in with guns a blazing to ask elesion and dexter to put their hands on their heads ! HAHA, ultimate lameness =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113751175379802204?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113751175379802204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113751175379802204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113751175379802204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113751175379802204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/happylikebird.html' title='happylikebird'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113742007723856465</id><published>2006-01-16T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:03:27.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off</title><content type='html'>everyone seems to be off today. including me. Guoyean said i was giving everyone attitude, brian told me to stop talking to him like he was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really? i wasnt aware... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113742007723856465?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113742007723856465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113742007723856465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113742007723856465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113742007723856465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/off.html' title='off'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113733730559283643</id><published>2006-01-15T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:01:45.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR 99</title><content type='html'>hoho, spent my whole day mugging homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with eng ppt to be handed in on tuesday and eng compre to be handed in on friday. Shld start my ace very soon. Projects to be discussed very soon too. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems my and his team of sec3 flagstaffers wanna challenge our timing. Bring it on my. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that aylwin from acsbr is in campcraft comp also, and hes in the flagstaf team too, he can get it down in 6minutes plus... Haha, cant blame us, we only started training 3 weeks ago, other schools started months ago lol. Nevermind, work harder !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin kow seems to have problems with his group members, told him thats why i dont work with that member anymore, cause he'll flame u if you say his work quality sucks. Also gave kevin 1 lesson on being popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rule1. &lt;br /&gt;Dont say the F word.&lt;br /&gt;Dont shout at people in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should make him less unpopular i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec4 life is really a lot tougher than sec3 life. More homework, more projects, harder ace, more competitions. hmm, is it really that much tougher? I have the same amount of projects, give or take a few. I do have more assignments that usual. Ace is harder to learn but gives more, so in theory, its balances out in the end. and as for competitions, i have the choice to join or not, so its actually me giving myself extra work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in all technicality, life isnt much different. I guess its the pressure of being sec4 that plays havoc with our mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113733730559283643?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113733730559283643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113733730559283643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113733730559283643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113733730559283643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/cor-99.html' title='COR 99'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113725272178539289</id><published>2006-01-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:32:01.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speed</title><content type='html'>campcraft comp training again today, damm proud of dayong,yinghao and myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the fastest in erecting a flagpole. People did it in 15minutes, we did it in 9min 55 seconds. When CC's team did it in 9minute 40seconds, we took the challenge and did it in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7minute 35seconds !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, YEAH MAN, but cant be too proud, our seniors can do it in 3minute 45seconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must work hard to get as close to them as possible !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooi gave us a lot of maths homework.. and its quite challenging, took me a while to figure it out man, but did it in the end =) Now left with the 4 most imba questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bankai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113725272178539289?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113725272178539289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113725272178539289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113725272178539289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113725272178539289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/speed.html' title='speed'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113715953744358863</id><published>2006-01-13T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:38:57.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shikai</title><content type='html'>exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been training for campcraft competition these few days. Just tying knots and pegging over and over again. Its really tiring and 2 people have quit already. I want to quit also, but i wont. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can take pride in the fact that i'm one of the fastest knot tie-ers. Round lashing at best in 30 seconds! But tension is kinda crappy at that speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools been busy busy busy also. lots of homework everyday, but managaable in the end. I've got loads of projects outstanding, SMRP, HRP, Volunteerism ppt, Ireland ppt. Volunteerism and Ireland are relatively unimportant. But SMRP and HRP are very  IMPT !! Need to finalise topics asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But although its really busy, i must say that school is very fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during Chinese lesson, Joesph Sim was saying that he was very handsome, so in his previous school, there was this girl who had a crush on him. she would do anything to gain his attention - playing truant and attempting to cut herself and the like. She even waited after school for him to walk with him to the school gate. But joesph sim was alraedy coming to HCI, he already tended in his resignation. So when the girl found out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before joesph sim could finish the sentence, Xuan Yi cut in and said: "the girl changed sex and came to HCI !! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, we had a very long laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, mr sim was explaing to us the meaning of the word : 'chi4" its the "chi4 jiao2" meaning barefooted, "chi4" actually means nude in a sense. Then someone said Mr sim walked around without a shirt. then Mr sim smiled and said: "thats cause i'm too handsome, all the girls came and tore my shirt away ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ROCKS MAN ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then campcraft training also very fun. The flagstaffers/erectors/6manteam/whatever u call us. 6 of us, yize, yinghao,wilson,me,dayong and weilun are the flagstaffers. We erect the flagpole basically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During training, all of us were just laughing away and messing around while tying our knots, damm fun. then when we're done we'll all shout : "we are DANCERS! (done sirs) then the sirs will just laugh with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA NPCC MORALE ALSO DAMM HIGH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be damm busy until the ccc is over. Must balance my time for a change... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shikai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113715953744358863?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113715953744358863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113715953744358863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113715953744358863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113715953744358863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/shikai.html' title='shikai'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113681315095624692</id><published>2006-01-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:25:52.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR95</title><content type='html'>Took height and weight during PE today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my height first...181cm ! WHOO, i grew 1 cm taller. I think if i grow to 182, i can die happy, but 181 is just as good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my weight next. CHEESEBUN, 79kg !! I gained like 4 kg during the holidays... Damm pissed, so went around asking people about their height to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it turns out when i said i put on 4kg, everyone went like: " OMG, ME TOO !" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you could hear everyone going "ME TOO", "ME TOO" ! HAHA, everyone put on 4kg !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet the machine is spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice holiday tomorrow, though i bet it will rain, so i'll be stuck at home studying maths no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work on my Radian concept, its kinda screwed. Also start reading up on the history of Korea for my MRP/HRP. And do physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113681315095624692?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113681315095624692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113681315095624692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113681315095624692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113681315095624692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/cor95.html' title='COR95'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113672809464710123</id><published>2006-01-08T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:48:14.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>rain&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;and more rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my entire day just doing homework, which isnt to say i have a lot of homework, i'm just slow when it comes to chinese. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i heard the reverberating footsteps, sinking up to the beating of my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;poignant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113672809464710123?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113672809464710123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113672809464710123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113672809464710123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113672809464710123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113664427275133400</id><published>2006-01-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:47:59.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><content type='html'>carajoy went back to USA today =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her today for lunch after my stuff in the morning. We had a very long lunch, we just sat down and talked about everything under the sun. I had a really great time just talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sister saw us together ! HAHA, i only told my mom and dad that i was going out with her cause carajoy said that her mom might want to talk to my mom, them being foreigners and all. But they didnt in the end, but i still told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt tell my sister cause i know she will niao me till time ends itself. And she joked that she was hurt =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a picture with her at the end of lunch, but i now know that my camera REALLY SUCKS, the picture was blurred =( =( But she didnt look good with her hair tied up and all, so the picture wouldnt have been representative :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shes on the plane now as i type, sad to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least i now can say, that i have an American friend =) =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, i should have done something... (go figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entire body aches, must have over trained yesterday... It had better go away by Monday, or i will die during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: my back hurts like hell, lets hope it doesnt be like last year, where it hurt so bad that i couldnt move... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113664427275133400?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113664427275133400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113664427275133400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113664427275133400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113664427275133400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113655776422720235</id><published>2006-01-06T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:29:24.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high</title><content type='html'>my class morale is VERY HIGH. Too high man ahah, all of us are just damm happy to go to school ! Yesterday assembly was damm fun, mr lee making fun of ben, all of us being plain rowdy and fun loving. Lokky making all sorts of funny comments, zhenyang bruting his way around. Guoyean, minyang and i making videos of our craziness. Kaiyao being enthu to even join us in our videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh, its feels good to be in school again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, during npcc today, dayong pumped me cause guoyean and i were making fun of him at drill HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: dayong is being annoying&lt;br /&gt;dayong: did u say something?&lt;br /&gt;guoyean: he said fuck you sir ! &lt;br /&gt;me : HUH WHAT !!&lt;br /&gt;dayong: what HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;me: guoyean u lamer HAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;guoyean: HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;dayong: ahhah, knock it down..lol&lt;br /&gt;me: ok lar.. 1 sir, 2 sir, 3 sir, 4 sir, 5 sir ! Permission to recover sir !&lt;br /&gt;dayong: what? i cant hear u?&lt;br /&gt;me: permission to recover Yize sir&lt;br /&gt;yize (from a distance): OK recover!&lt;br /&gt;dayong, guoyean and i : HAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayong isnt a bastard lol, hes a nice guy, but all of us were just so funny during drill, the entire squad was like laughing during drill, FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during pt, it kinda rained, so no running, so we went to weights room to train. Zhenyang tagged along to help me train pullups. Zhenyang pwns ! Then we just went to do pullups and the like, then we were making a lot of noise cause we were having a lot of fun and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chengou came and screwed all of us, made us knock it down and hold there for like 5 minutes while he gave a little speech about fitness. HAHA, so typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the most senior squad really lets u have all the fun. HAHA, npcc is getting more fun each trng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, feel damm proud of myself during yesterday's campcraft competition trng, we were the only team to be able to erect the flagpole in 12 minutes in the pouring rain. It was so cold i tell you, but we rock, wilson, chuankim and i did it !! WAH SHUANG, all the other nco teams didnt even manage to put the flagpole up lar ! WE OWN! HAHA, morale damm high now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113655776422720235?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113655776422720235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113655776422720235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113655776422720235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113655776422720235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/high.html' title='high'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113637586461220257</id><published>2006-01-04T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:57:44.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overpowered</title><content type='html'>this year is gonna be tough, really tough. I suddenly dont have the confidence to get into HCJC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACE is now relatively hard to score. A lot of previously accepted ACE items are now rejected. Must think of ways to beat this system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is now double weightage, which is not good. My trigo is very very shaky, i need to go brush up either today or tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, my new maths teacher seems rather good, though a tad too phillosiphical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMRP is starting again, need to brainstorm for a very good topic so i can get at least an A this year, no more Bs for me i say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRP is also starting again, also must think of a good topic or i'm so dead for humanities, which is also double weightage now. Not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got campcraft training tomorrow, i can see that Campcraft com is gonna take up a lot of my time, but thank goodness its gonna be until Feb only. A small relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh, i need to focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bankai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lost on the way home today. Took 151 after school today as i got really pissed waiting for 154 to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual system is like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 154&lt;br /&gt;Go to PA.&lt;br /&gt;IF 966 is in sight, get off,&lt;br /&gt;ELSE, stay on the bus to go to Eunos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is if i take 154,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i take 151, it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 151&lt;br /&gt;Go to PA.&lt;br /&gt;IF 966 is in sight, get off,&lt;br /&gt;ELSE, get off also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for unknown reasons, i kinda forgot that i was on 151, i thought i was on 154, so when i reached PA, i didnt see 966, so i stayed on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, ended up in some unknown place. Then i did a bit of checking up of the buses at the bus stop across and found out that 62 goes to Kallang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took to kallang and then took 13 home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, new route discovered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 151 to unknown place, cross the road&lt;br /&gt;Take 62 to Kallang,&lt;br /&gt;Take 13 home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, not a wasted day i guess XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113637586461220257?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113637586461220257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113637586461220257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113637586461220257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113637586461220257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/overpowered.html' title='overpowered'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113629190255665075</id><published>2006-01-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:38:22.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>begin</title><content type='html'>My class rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went early to school as usual, and to my surprise, there were quite a number of people in class. And we were all so happy to see each other. It was just so much fun crapping with all of them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when each person stepped into the class, we would just cheer. HAHA, madness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid when the pe teachers were checking hairstyles. Wah, almost died, my hair is a bit too long, so i know i will get caught. LUCKY, the guy next to me got caught, and the guy got distracted, didnt look twice at my hair. So i'm safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go cut my hair ASAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found out that those who were caught were sent home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to cut it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i got the job of AV rep, not by choice lol. I suggested wangshu, then she found out that wangshu had an msg of 3.0 then she went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chansh: aiyah, wangshu needs to study. cannot be av rep. How abt daryl&lt;br /&gt;me: O_o&lt;br /&gt;chansh: whats ur msg ?&lt;br /&gt;zhenyang: 1.5, he got 1.5&lt;br /&gt;chansh: oh thats good, daryl is too clever, must work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, talk about being too smart for ur own good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much today really, just had a really fun and slack time with everyone in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note: did pullups with zhenyang during second recess today, loads of fun too. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm stressing myself out. I'm mugging for my SMRP project now, with thanks to calvin for giving me a topic. And i'm mugging for my MRP topic too. Bah, then the ace system has most likely changed. ARH. crappy crappy crappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113629190255665075?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113629190255665075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113629190255665075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113629190255665075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113629190255665075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/begin.html' title='begin'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113620966285128448</id><published>2006-01-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:47:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>its the last day of the hols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blegh, time flies way too fast. Though it would be great to see all my friends tomorrow, the thought of mugging is not so great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, might as well spend my last day out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nat at bishan and then her dad sent us to her country club to go study lol. Walked around the area to have lunch and as usual, nat didnt eat and only watched me eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. not surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the bowling alley, but it was crowded, so nat went to the activity room and sulked. HAHA. then we just crapped for a very long time and watched one ep of rvb and played a bit of cards and just talked for a long time till the alley called to say that was space in the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to go and bowl. I had a very pathetic score, only 65. nat was so happy that she trashed me... zi bei mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she showed me around her club and then we found someplace to sit down and just chat. haha, super weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least, it wasnt disturbing this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun, time to start a new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113620966285128448?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113620966285128448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113620966285128448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113620966285128448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113620966285128448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113612368576636876</id><published>2006-01-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:21:50.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>review</title><content type='html'>2005 has come and gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all has changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself have changed a lot this year. I have done stuff i would have never done before, i have worn my heart on my sleeve for the first time in my life. In fact this year has brought so many changes, that i find it hard where to begin really..but if i were to pinpoint the exact event that sparked of the change, i would say it was the st nick's attachment all the way back in march. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really kickstarted it all, i decided there and then to stop being too much of an introvert and just get on with life. To put it in zhenjie's speak, it was the fall of my fortress. I decided to stop thinking and start moving. Its perfectly fine to think, but not too much. Cause although you can think about all the possibilities you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still remain possibilities. It all really boils down to what you do and say that affects these possibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions? Hidden, i shall not keep them. I realised that there really isnt a point in shutting myself up in my head, just be frank about them. Its fine really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much i learnt just from that month alone. And from there, everything kinda fell into place, what i do or did were affected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More so during HIC, where i decided "what the hell" just get on with the dammed speech. Though i admit i didnt do very well, i found it morbidly fun. To think i actually went on stage and delieverd a speech. I learnt courage in that month, where no matter how slim your chances of winning are, just get on with it. You still might come up with something in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, the driving force behind this change is actually a single statement. Regret, regret regret. For the record, that was taken from Halo. But, i dont want to regret anymore i told myself, just get on with life. No point not doing stuff that present itself to me right? Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year has been great actually, i have learnt alot, i have changed a lot. And for that, i am pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: There are many other events that has shaped the course of this year, but i feel these are the more important ones :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps: calvin said the points were repeated. Perhaps so, but this is ineveitable if everything i did was centered around one ideal? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but the year would have never been the same without these people :)  (not listed in order of merit) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. UJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me out with whatever i needed help in, be it HIC or just plain old homework. Its been a great year just hanging around you with your little quirks. Especially with your really gay songs like Dragostea din Tei and its various language incarnations. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: ur schnappi song is also gay.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Impy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the same for uj's haha, i'm feeling lazy to type it out. But thanks anyway for just helping out in whatever i needed help in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i think ur WOW pet is cool (heheh)&lt;br /&gt;pps: ur bad at halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its been a good year cc, learning mahjong and lots of other stuff we did together. I also learnt a lot of ur family, and u learnt a lot abt mine too. Have a good 2006. Ur mom will recover. Count on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; you will get ur ahems also :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Minyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha u quirky boy, keep on being lame and everything. HAHA, but its fun and all. Thanks for just being lame at times. Its helps to lighten the mood at times. HAHA. Have fun at ur new church in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, nat nat, the crazy one. Its been a really fun year with you. What wih you and ur idiosyncracies. Its really good and all. though i still wonder how we became friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good nonetheless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would np life like without my favourite npcc sir. HAHA, so fun. Np wouldnt be the same without this calvin ! What with ur qualities and all, i dont see whats so hard about attaining THAT GOAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Clarence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo dood, have a good year man. It was so fun getting conned together. HAHA, though u got conned a lot more than me. But it was a good day. HAHA remember, OUTREACH CONNECTION ABUNDANT BENEFITS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i've been seeing more and more of them each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i've only meet u twice, ur a rather good person to be with. Thanks for letting me listen or listening. God will guide your path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, its great having u as my spam buddy at night. Really makes my day sometimes, what with all your nutiness. And remember, for ur new year's resolution, you shld be earlier and not SHAN SHAN lai chi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Jon Neo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u call me daryl yee, i call u jon neo. HAha, its great having u as my webmaster, imagine what i would get if i had gotten tackkian. HORRIBLE.HAHA, have fun in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'll pass u those pics before 1st trng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sam jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam = the most nutty guy EVER. and for that i am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have got everyone, everyone who reads my blog anyway, i dont see a point writing about those who dont read my blog. Tell me if i missed out anything, i'll add it in asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113612368576636876?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113612368576636876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113612368576636876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113612368576636876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113612368576636876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2006/01/review.html' title='review'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113595726861938628</id><published>2005-12-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:41:08.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>i am really really really really annoyed now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting really pathetic members for publications next year. I wont release names here cause i was told that the information is confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i only know two of them, but its enough to tell me that i wont be getting really good memebers next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up is some chap who skips training very often and doesnt really care about npcc. Seeminly, he is going to quit next year and join media tech. Actually, i dont really care about this chap, cause hes useless. He doesnt care about anything he does, his studies dont seem to be good and all he does everyday is to play street soccer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, soccer wont get you anywhere in singapore. What really counts in our world today is brains, not how well you can play soccer. Sure, its fun and all, but does the word "excessive" pop into your brain? I think not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i for one am not very for npcc, but i do it anyway, cause i cant quit, so i might as well make the best of it. I have a great squad and thats what keeps me going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is some lanky kid who is a nerd. The only thing he knows how to do is to skip training and play computer games. I do not need another one of these in my department. I have one already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another useless maple-er. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am angry today. Some people just keep on complaining that they havent done anything in the holidays and that they will get into trouble because they didnt turn up for training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say, dont complain. Your skipped training cause your are addicted to computer games, simple as that. Dont bother forging excuse letters, cause none of your have them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicts. Useless to society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my seniors are also annoying, they organised training on new year's eve. I know i told your that i would be committed, but isnt this pushing it? New years eve and we're gonna have training? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, maybe you want to test our committment, i'll play along with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its new years eve. Doesnt it mean anything to you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. i bet it doesnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone thinks that pub is so slack and that its useless. Its only because of other supposdly "high-profile" departments that overshadow the really hard work departments like logistics of publications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how high profile opts is. I agree its high profile, but for all the wrong reasons. It hasnt done anything at all, its useless. But you still see them get recognition for organising activities. When publications designs a new website, they just go : "oh good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard work creating a new website you know, its not easy. thanks jon neo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opts can organise all the activities that they like, but ultimately, each event they organise only gives them 1 UOPA point. I write 1 article and i get 1 UOPA point too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113595726861938628?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113595726861938628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113595726861938628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113595726861938628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113595726861938628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113595432244039741</id><published>2005-12-30T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:52:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half</title><content type='html'>went bowling with yinghao, yaozhong, basil and cc yesterday at cdans. Went there late cause i didnt want to wake up early to travel all the way to bukit gomak to reach there at 8am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though cc couldnt figure out why basil, who lived in tampines, could do it :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i'm lazy in the morning..so anyway, my dad dropped me off at newton to take the mrt to bukit gombak. So i took the nice long ride to bukit batok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, u read it right. I took it to bukit batok. So called cc when i reached bukit batok, he didnt pick up. I called yinghao, he didnt pick up too. I called yaozhong and he didnt pick up too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so damm pissed. so kept on calling and calling until finally yaozhong picked up, and it turned out that i was at the wrong station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took back to bukit gombak and got directions from yinghao. Rather ambigious though, see the flats, turn left and then turn right and walk straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, i followed the mrt tracks and kept on walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i got really pissed that all i could see was some ESSO station... So called yinghao again and it turns out i was supposed to turn in before the ESSO station and go to the NS HOMETEAM building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did INDEED see the NS HOMETEAM building, but in what way is CDANS = NS HOMETEAM ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, went there and met up with them and bowled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, fun. Really fun, i really enjoyed myself just bowling with them, especially basil, he is just so funny !! And lucky too, he managed to get 4 STRIKES in a ROW. All of us were like OMG, THE HELL !! And it turns out that everyone started to bowl badly after i came :) :) So my scores werent that bad, 85 and 44 lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cc got a turkey a few times too :) yinghao didnt seem to be doing that well after i came :) and yaozhong is as bad as me HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST, i did better than my 8 points from last year XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a quick lunch at Lot1, we went to cc's house for mahjong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really played mahjong before so it was a completely new experience for me. But i managed to pick it up relatively quickly, the rules also werent that complex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS REALLY FUN !! Everyone was just laughing and joking away!! Basil and his funny expressions, cc and yinghao against yaozhong with the Zha Hu. HAHA. I won once too :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahjong is really fun lol, i think i am addicted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: a comment from yinghao after we saw the following words scrawled on the back of a bus seat when we were taking the bus to cc house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words were: ying xue and xiao ying was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinghao: confirm is neighbourhood school write one.&lt;br /&gt;me: how u know?&lt;br /&gt;yinghao: they wrote was and not were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA PRICELESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, decided to laze around today until my sis sugggested we go meet our mom for lunch. after a few complains from everyone, we decided to go meet my mom with my dad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so picked up my mom from her office and off to billy bombers at bugis for lunch. My mom had this voucher where we could get a one for one burger. So quite worth it i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed lunch but billy bombers really has crappy service. We weren trying to get the bill, so i raised my hand up to try and signal to a waitress. A waitress was walking in our direction, but i swear she purposely didnt look in our direction. Her body was facing us, but her head was just turning left and right and not INFRONT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah ! my mom said its a skill that most waitress/waiters in sg learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, decided to walk around in bugis with my sisters after my mom went back to work. So just walked around with them till cc asked me if i wanted to go bugis with them at around 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i told him maybe. Anyway, went to sunshine plaza with my sisters cause i wanted to see if the pirated game store was open. HAHA. it wasnt. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walked back and decided to go to cityhall to buy some thing my sis saw. Ended up buying some pouch for my new and SHINY earphones :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to bugis to meet cc, yongwei and minyang. they think i look cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we went to bugis street to find shirts for minyang. Not bad lar, but minyang cant really wear collar shirts cause it makes him look TOO mature, which isnt a good thing for a man like minyang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just messed around for a while, then after shopping for a bit, we went to starbucks to get coffee. to quote from cc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"went starbucks. bought a cup of mocha frappucino (dunno how to spell xD), it costs $6.10. DAMN EX. starbucks is for the rich pple, but once in a while its okayy for poor pple to buy a cup. the last mocha frappucino i had was 2 years ago in china, and it costs 25 ren min bi. anyway minyang bought a cup too, and it was his first time trying, and he say its damn nice.. daryl bought a small pathetic bottle of lemonade for 4 bucks. its like drinking chicken essence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem, i like lemondae ok, that lemonade is VERY NICE :) and i didnt drink the coffee cause i just drank it with my sisters before i went out with cc and gang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left the group and went to cityhall to meet my siblings. Walked around with them someone then had dinner with my parents and then off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad/annoyed and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad cause i found out that cara-joy isnt going for the new year's party tmr. Bah, i have to email her soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoyed cause theres campcraft competition training tomorrow. BAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy cause i had a fun time these two days. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113595432244039741?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113595432244039741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113595432244039741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113595432244039741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113595432244039741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/half.html' title='half'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113578323547176637</id><published>2005-12-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:20:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation</title><content type='html'>decided to go for orientation as a photographer though calvin said it wasnt needed. Arrived quite early, the door wasnt opened yet, so just messed around with the PSP while waiting for cc to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cc came and so did the other people. So we just chatted with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yicheng came in and asked for one volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decdied to have some fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: TAI SOON ! GOOD ! I SAW UR HAND !&lt;br /&gt;taisoon: HUH ? What?&lt;br /&gt;me: YOU VOLUNTEERED ! GO !&lt;br /&gt;taisoon: wah lau... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH FUN, no wonder all my NCOs turn out sadist... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, we were all laughing when yongwei asked me this REALLY WEIRD QUESTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yongwei: so daryl, tell me abt ur girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;me : HUH ? -____-&lt;br /&gt;yongwei: someone told us about it in training camp&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH HUH ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everyone started joining in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cc: so where your went when we were at training camp?&lt;br /&gt;me: ERR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yinghao: WAH daryl got 2 girlfriends arh !! &lt;br /&gt;me: OMG WHATS UR PROBLEM MAN !! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, after that HORRENDOUS INTERROGATION session, i had some more fun with the sec2s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayong ask them to fall in outside and then ask me to keep an eye on them, to those who dont know, most of the sec2s aint scared of me, cause i'm a REALLY NICE guy and also my rank isnt very high cause i failed promotion THREE CHEESY TIMES ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i decided to mess with the sec2s a bit XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: SEC TWO SQUAD! FALL IN CAN TALK IS IT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the sec2s looked to the front and stopped moving !! HAHA, all the sec3s inside the room were laughing away, cause the sec2s got STUNNED and they FLINCHED! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder all the NCOs become sadist.. IT IS SO DAMM FUN !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so we brought the sec2s to the designated area for us to SHOW OFF a bit. We had a tent, a stucture, a table full of trophies, the model uniform and some rifles. our STRUCTURE was so PATHETIC! it was this weak catapult that couldnt fire properly at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was that our catapult was so near to the scouts structure. THE SCOUTS ONE OWNS MAN. So nice and big and can stand on and play with someone. Its like a mini playground, with laddders and all. All bit with just wood and rope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ours looked plain stupid next to theirs. and i swear uj was laughing at our tent when he was up on that structure !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had a uniform check for the sec2s and i decided to go in and have more fun with the sec2s. I walked around and checked their uniform, i wasnt bad lar. Boots which werent polished, i said they were. Badges that werent polished, i let it pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, quite fun also leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be NCO !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we practiced some drill and then after a few rounds of the area, we were told that it MIGHT rain, so wet weather plan. So we moved everything that we HAD PAINSTAKINGLY moved from the conference room back to the conference room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we quickly rearrganed everything so that it was in order as the sec1s would be going into the room for the presentation. I was tasked to write the following words on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCI NPCC WELCOMES YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yicheng looked at my work and said : i can do without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have ugly handwriting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sec1s started swarming. They came wave after wave after wave. Continually assualting our conference room. It took yicheng, yinghao and weilun and some sec2s  alot of water to handle them. Hope they dont get a sore throat tomoorow. They did presentation after presentation after presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a word about the sec1s though. After much observation, i have classed them into 3 groups. The SUPER NERD, SUPER LAME and SUPER FAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen so many people with high socks, high pants and OLDISH LOOKING glasses. And they look very nerd. I classed them under super nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard SO MANY sec1s saying lame jokes and making really stupid comments. One guy was trying to throw the squads timing off by going RIGHT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT RIGHT. its so obvious that it wont work, but he was just ranting on and on and on. I class him under SUPER LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last but not least the super fat. LEts just say that a lot of sec1s look bigger than me. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the long day, we packed up and decided to go to the poolside cafe to makan. Ordered our food and everything and waited. then cc said he never tried bandung before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who dont know, i like drinking bandung, i usually drink it if its available. IF you dont know what bandung is, its this pink looking drink, its actually rose syrup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cc wanted to try, so i let him take a sip from the side of the glass. then yongwei wanted to try also. And then yinghao and then minyang. So they all took a sip from my cup !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after all that drinking my food came, YAY. i love horfun. LOOKED TASTY BUT NO ! YINGHAO HAD TO GO AND SAY SQUAD SPIRIT SO EAT TOGETHER !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for the food to come. IT WAS SO TEMPTING !! that nice hot bowl of horfun looking at me and just SCREAMING EAT ME EAT ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i waited. and waited and waited and waited. Slowly, one by one, cc and calvin's food came. followed by the others. And finally everyone had food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HORFUN TURNED COLD !! CHEESEBUN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasty nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywhere,we just crapped a bit and shot ice at one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go home. Walked to the busstop with calvin, basil, minyang and i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking pass the overhead bridge, minyang suddenly said : CRAP 852!! And then he starded running all the way across the overhead bridge and down the steps and to the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as he reached the busstop, the bus pulled away. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all of us shouted to minyang : BEI OWN BEI OWN ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then minyang was like looking at us and laughing away. THEN, we realised that the bus didnt pull away, the driver saw minyang running towards him and stopped further up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all of us were : MINYANG GO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he turned around to see the bus leave the busstop. APPARANTLY, the bus driver must have figured that minyang must have seen the wrong bus or somthing and just drove off ! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our fault :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had its moments, but it was rather boring at times. BAH ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPCC just rocks my socks ONCE IN A WHILE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113578323547176637?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113578323547176637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113578323547176637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113578323547176637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113578323547176637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/orientation.html' title='orientation'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113552872889623686</id><published>2005-12-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:38:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>difference</title><content type='html'>lets just say that to respect other religions is one of the keys to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 people walked down 2 different paths. One was a millionare, the other a multi-millionare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The millionare walked down his path. It was quiet, with the silence only broken by the occasional sweet chirping of birds. He trod on the velvet laden path heavily as if the whole world rested on his shoulders. He was unsmiling and stiff but he had a heart of gold. He never spoke but his mind was sharp, ever wary and alert. But what really made the millionare different was that he carried a book in hand, the thickest book ever created if i could say so myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked down his path in that manner and ended up at the crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The multi-millionare walked down her path. It was filled with the wonderful noises of life. The leaves rustled with the passing zephyr, the sound of a waterfall could be heard in the near distance and the constant chirping of birds could be heard. She trod on her silk laden path lightly and happily as if she was the most care-free person in the world. She was ever smiling and also had a heart of gold. She always spoke but her mind was dull and blurred. What really made her special was that in her hand, she carried nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked down her path in that manner and ended up at the crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;With the millionare&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two paths, each with its own differences. Yet, both end up at the same place. The style of both people and their paths differ completely but yet they end up in the same place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One world one sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i censored my words heavily in that paragraph above, just take it as you will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, attended a christmas party today. Its this traditional party that my dad's friends throw. So we kids just tag along for the fun of it. This year was very different if i may say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family came relatively late again this year. We were about to go in when nat called me. We talked a bit about lots of stuff and then i hung up cause they were having introductions. But i was too late, i missed the introduction to this new family that was at the party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about this family, one fo the parents was the brother of the friend that threw the party. They were asian americans. They had 3 daughters, which i guessed was 8, 14 and 17. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wrong impression it seems. They were 8,12 and 15. I cant really remember the 8 and 12 names cause i didnt really talk much to them but the 15 one was called Cara-joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a realyl unique name isnt it? it has a hypen in it man. COOL. Anyway, she looked really unlike 15. She looked 17 at least. HAHA, she thought i was 17 too cause i was tall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we didnt really interact a lot. During dinner, Cara-joy was trying to make conversation with us. it was nice and all, but the topics kinda kept dying out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a word about cara-joy, shes very sociable, she just tries to keep the ball rolling and she just tries and tries. its almost funny, and next to the fact that she looks really cute. (hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after dinner, we just decided to play some cards to pass some time. The WE here = me, my siblings and cara-joy and her 12 year old sister. But it was a failure, we didnt know what to play and all, so in the end we decided to talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about music, movies etc etc. But overall, each topic died out very quickly. Then cara-joy's father came in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about him, he was frm HCJC last time before he migrrated to america. A rather friendly chap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we talked abit about schools and all, him being from HCJC last time. And the conversation just kept on going. My sisters left to watch tv. So it was just the 3 of us. In truth, cara-joys' father came only because he ddint really know anyone at the "adults" table. But then his wife called him back in to drink some wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was only cara-joy and i left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the conversation would die cause her father wasnt there to pepper me with questions. But then we kept on talking about school and everything. We talked about the differences in culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were halfway about school cafeteria food in america when it was time for dessert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert was not bad, though i was never a big fan of tiramisu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sat back down on the couch and lazed around, then cara-joy came and sat next to me and we continued talking abt all sorts of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was like laughing at a lot of things. especially that people who study a lot are called muggers. I mean i have always known the real meaning of a mugger, and that is someone who steals and causes hurt. But cause in singapore, we dont really have muggers, it kinda lost meaning. But in america, where the threat of muggers is real, calling them people who study hard really becomes WEIRD !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i dont know how the topic went to loose pants and that linked to her playin the orchestra in america. Its weird haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she takes akido, imba isnt it. But it was a lot of fun. I asked her for her email though i know she doesnt use msn and she lives in Atlanta Georgia, America.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for the fun of it i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhm. my sister told me after the party that all the uncle and aunties were commenting about cara-joy and i talking on the sofa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bother telling her i got her email after that. Sure kenna niao one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is the best week of the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love christmas =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, i got crappy presents. The only "good" presents are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sony Earphones (elder sister)&lt;br /&gt;2. Suzuka Manga (younger sister)&lt;br /&gt;3. Marvel Nemesis: Rise of the Imperfects game (Mom + Dad)&lt;br /&gt;4. Eragon (Aunty ying)&lt;br /&gt;5. 37 degrees shirt (Aunty Margaret)&lt;br /&gt;6. Bossini shirt  (Tuti)&lt;br /&gt;7. Limited deck of cards ( Nick and Noel )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are in no order whatsoever, but i only really liked these few presents, alot of other ones were just plain crappy. But i cant complain i guess, the world has fallen on hard times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have changed...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113552872889623686?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113552872889623686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113552872889623686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113552872889623686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113552872889623686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/difference.html' title='difference'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113534491753298075</id><published>2005-12-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:43:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry</title><content type='html'>its been a while since i last blogged. Been quite busy lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really early to go collect results with my sister. Went to taonan to go get it. Tao nan should really go a better job about it. The hall had no chairs and no teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we get the results? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So waited for a while in the hot hall till the teachers came. My sister squeezed in through the mob to get her results ( its good being small sometimes) and she got CCH (MAIN ) WHOO !! She was SO HAPPY THAT SHE GOT CHUNG CHENG HIGH MAIN !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its a good school so not bad i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to meet nat and amanda after that. Took a nice long ride to orchard to meet them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it rained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HEAVY I TELL YOU !! lucky i had an umbrella, so decided to walk to cineleisure then to taka to meet them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i braved the STORMY RAINS to reach cineleisure and then called amanda to tell her i was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was at wheelock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____- back to the busstop and then off to wheellock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really know the exact stop to stop off at so i just got off once i could SEE wheellock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the top of a hill. Can see rather far i say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took a nice long WET walk to wheellock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up in ZARA where they were shopping... so after shopping around there for a while we went back to taka for lunch ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;long lunch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided on mos burger coz i didnt like yoshi haha. lets just say lunch was really retarded. They kept on playing with their cams and taking picutres of me.. CRAZY ! Then tutored nat about chemistry there too. So funny, after every few words, i would see a flash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. CRAZY PEOPLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave nat the strawberries too :) she said they were sour LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sat there and just fooled around for lets say abt THREE HOURS !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda is really retarded !! She influenced nat to call me all sorts of weird names too !! And she taught the LOSER LAMER WEIRDO MORON SUCKER YOU !! to nat !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD AMANDA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those two are crazy, keep on doing that to me  !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was all FUN AND CRAZINESS !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;kong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after sitting around for so long, decided to go watch a movie. After deliberating for a while, we decided on KING KONG !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to lido while nat called her parents to ask if she could watch a movie with us. A word about nat's mom, she seems to know how i look like &gt;&lt; Nat said that her mom remembered the faces of almost every 6j-ian by looking at the class photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said i was the one with the small eyes !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, back to the story. We queued up for the tickets and as i was looking around to see if i recognised anybody.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw IMPY !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was there with his friend. So coincidental !! Nat said impy looked taller than she imagined. HAHA, she thought that he was called impy coz he was the size of an IMP !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, nope, its cause his surname is IM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watched kong, kong is not bad i guess, some parts scary, some parts a bit gruesome, some quite cool. Its ok i guess, but definetly not for the younger kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to the fact that amanda talks loudly during the movie !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the movie just walked around with them in taka then went to meet my mom for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say, that yesterday was one of the best days i had during the hols. HAHA. to quote from nat : Thursday, out with Amanda and Daryl, had a crazily disturbing scrumptious fun time, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. we're all NUTS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113534491753298075?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113534491753298075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113534491753298075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113534491753298075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113534491753298075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry.html' title='merry'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113507457596932002</id><published>2005-12-20T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:29:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out</title><content type='html'>went out with amanda today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, it was CRAZY. She kept on calling me all sorts of weird names! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like DARLIE, RAE-EE, DA RE YU.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must say, shes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i removed my stitches in my mouth today. Expected it to be super pain. but it was only slightly painful for one stitch. The rest was pretty painless, though i did PANIC nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i changed my blog template =) Old one was getting a bit stale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113507457596932002?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113507457596932002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113507457596932002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113507457596932002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113507457596932002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/out.html' title='out'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113500591284435496</id><published>2005-12-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:25:14.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agm</title><content type='html'>agm was not bad. Didnt really get scolded by HO for anything, he just made some comments about the website and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing though, the FILE MUST BE UPDATED. this morning, yizhi was like panicking away coz his entire division, no one updated their file. In fact, almost every department didnt update their file. Super funny, everyone PANICKING their life away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a word about HO, hes GOOD, REALLY GOOD. he can remember stuff from like a long way back. Super enthuiastic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i've joined campcraft competition. Crap, was in a dilema whether to join or not. Its quite a heavy commitement and all, but thankfully its only for 2 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be taxing, my studies might take a dip and all. I might be cranky from lack of sleep. Hell, its gonna be very draining. But, I wanna be part of something bigger for a change, dont wanna just be a PUBLICATIONS head, its quite pointless isnt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i can just kid myself saying that arh hell, its too tiring and a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that in line with motto2 ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now or never i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minyang called engkuan.. haha i'm in, but lets just hope i stay in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113500591284435496?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113500591284435496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113500591284435496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113500591284435496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113500591284435496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/agm.html' title='agm'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113492199963885677</id><published>2005-12-19T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:06:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>every piece is exactly where i want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new webbie template we did for NPCC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, shopping is annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113492199963885677?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113492199963885677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113492199963885677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113492199963885677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113492199963885677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113480803435338827</id><published>2005-12-17T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:58:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR/Teach</title><content type='html'>i can eat solids again. Hate to say this, but eating icecream wasnt very nice after a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Little Women in chinese to pass my time now. As usual, its damm tedious, flicking between the dictionary and back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my first Christmas card today ! took me a while to write it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite boring staying at home everyday, i need to go out and walk around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my swelling has gone down..a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence called me from overseas just now to ask me what i wanted from China. Whoa, richness ! I told him anything lar, seeing that i didnt really get him anything from Australia &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get myself a model kit to paint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to meet people to give them their gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i go for AGM ? I do have a 1 week MC from being hospitalised... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the pieces has fallen into place, PUB is quite safe now. I hate to say this, but the Enthuness of C.R has really done me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, was having a discussion with Uj the other day about teachers. Generally, most of our teachers are a dedicated bunch, generally going out of their way to help us and the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UJ told me that our next year Chinese Teacher might change. So no more JOSEPH SIM !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO!! Jospeh Sim really rocks my socks. Hes the only chinese teacher that has got me interested in the painful/annoying subject of Chinese. His teaching style is a bit weird, but it works. Damm, we'll miss calling him SHEN SHUAI GE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyuck hyuck hyuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj also told me that we'll be getting Lokelf for our english teacher. In a nutshell, Lokelf isnt exactly the most friendly teacher in the world, i've seen friendlier angry porcupines. But she gets the results done. Dont like her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj ALSO told me that maths will still be siewyp. A word about siewyp, shes dedicated i give her that, but shes super bias against/for some people. The moment your marked, YOUR DEAD. Look at daniel yuen, every question also direct at him. He cant get himself out of the biasness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doomed to die there. She bias towards uj though, everything also shuang, he make mistake also can. If daniel makes a mistake, its out the class he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj told me he heard from reliable sources that our Phy teacher next year is KEEK and not fookm. Personally, i prefer fookm. Hes slack and good. His typical leson usually begins with him walking empty handed into class and then asking us if we did his work. Usually we didnt. So he'll just ask us to do it there and then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slackdom. But he gets the results too. Keek is more serious, a lot more serious. But shes reputed to be good, really good. But ones quite prone to fall asleep during her lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh.. Uj = bearer of bad news :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113480803435338827?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113480803435338827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113480803435338827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113480803435338827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113480803435338827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/corteach.html' title='COR/Teach'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113473982723199284</id><published>2005-12-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:39:44.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell</title><content type='html'>note to self: dont procastinate too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in deep cheese, a lot of work is semi-done or almost done. And those that are done, are not done the PROPER way. They havent been vetted yet or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh...its time for a bit of acting and maniupulation to get myself out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a hell lot of thinking to do to worm myself and jonneo out of this. Heheh, i can use a scapegoat or two in my department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about the damm articles...the newsletter cant be updated, the website cant be updated. These two are my immediate concerns. Its gonna be hell to bypass the red tape and get it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope Chao Rong is as enthu as he portrays himself to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all my annoying subordinate's fault. Uj tells me to just be direct with him and tell him to F*** off. I dont think i can do that, the reprecussions are too far reaching. He doesnt have much clout to screw me in class. In fact, i can do that to him, but not the other way round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he pushes me, i'm gonna attack him pyschologically. Heheh, dont mess with the mind maestro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is super swollen today. Guoyean came to my house to mess with my xbox. HAHA, cheating rules, we got through Legendary Mode using INFINTE LIFE, INIFINTE SHIELDS, INFINTE BULLETS, NO RELOAD, NO OVERHEAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, we own the convenant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had fun spamming nat using the free websms function for singtel and starhub. Never knew that it could be done =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my diet these days consists of icecream, egg and cheese. I can only eat those safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh, i'm quite bored and i cant do anything about the NPCC stuff. Nothing is left in my hands now. Its all up to the others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113473982723199284?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113473982723199284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113473982723199284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113473982723199284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113473982723199284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell.html' title='hell'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113465051782023073</id><published>2005-12-15T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:42:49.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exco</title><content type='html'>EXCO. to those who dont know what it means, it means EXecutive COmmitee. Its the driving force behind our NPCC unit. And it is an organisation that i belong too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that EXCO is a sham. It shouldnt be an organisation that everybody in NPCC should belong to, cause only a select few contribute. Most of the deputy heads, if not all, are totally useless, they dont contribute or even help out. Most of them just dont really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heads have a hard time doing their work and maintaining their departments. In fact, a lot of the heads are also sleeping. They dont communicate with the other departments. For example is Operations. I've been bugging the head to send me the required work for a while already and it isnt done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had my way, the current OPs head should be replaced by Guoyean. He really deserves to lead OPs. See what he has done with Bowling Com. Much more than the current OPs head has ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they way i see it, most of the departments are a failure. Including mine. I have lousy subbordinates. Pub/002 is slack and hardly does what i tell him to do unless i chase him to the end of the world. Jon Neo is a godsent really. He does what i tell him to do. And with great efficeiny to boot. He takes initiative too and works well with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the departments, most of them are failures. The only exception is LOGISTICS. Logistics is like Publications, its full of crap. You do a lot of work for little or no recognition. And no matter how much you do, your still marked as one of the more crappy departments. But CC and his department work very well together. They work with high efficiecny. They dont like the job but they act as if they like it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had my way, i would request for the power to demote deputy heads to members. And impose penalties to boot. that will teach all those slackers to wake up and start doing their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from YiXin that there are gonna be some changes to NPCC next year. We will have PT once a fortnight. And drill also once a fortnight i think. SLACKDOM. But seriously, it sucks. Our standard is already going down the drain and now this ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the GOLD award falling out of our hands. At least, we managed to get the 10th Gold award. Anything else is not our problem already, its up to the next year EXCO to get the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it CC ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;should we hold humanities hand as they walk down the path of progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can we do then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can catch them if they fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113465051782023073?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113465051782023073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113465051782023073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113465051782023073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113465051782023073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/exco.html' title='exco'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113456827509458322</id><published>2005-12-14T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:55:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hospital</title><content type='html'>i'm alive and kicking it seems. Not much pain too thankfully. A part of my mouth still seems numb from the anastethic, i've been taking my painkillers so i shld be fine. But i'm quite hungry, havent eaten anything solid for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagendaz is quite cheapskate leh.. I finished one tub of icecream alraedy. And i only had 3 small bowls. That tub would definetly not be enough to share among my family of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. A lot of stuff happened in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite early though i slept quite late last night. :) Got ready and everything and off i went to the hospital. After a few wrong turns, we ended up in Alexandra hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;registered and signed many a document. And they gave me a gown to wear. Had trouble putting it on and i tell you, its GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sit properly.. and its so uncomfortable. When i sit down, i must do like how the girls do or else the nurses can see everything.. So uncomfortable. They also gave me some kimono to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankgoodness no one i knew was there. So gay looking !! My op was supposed to start at 1215. But since i was early, i just lazed on my bed and waited. Sleeping was so wierd. I had to cross my legs as i slept or the girl warded opposite me would see everything also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i went fetal and slept that way. MUCH easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just wait lor, wait till 1230 then the nurse said i could go in. So went into the day surgery room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day surgery-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first person i saw in there was the boy who left at 1150. he still hadnt did his op yet. I could see myself waiting there for a very long time. So the nurses came and asked me some questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one knew i wore specs. So they kept on asking me to read stuff and checked stuff. So i had to lean in real close to see it. then they would exclaim : "oh, you wear specs issit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite wierd. I dont look like the kind who doesnt wear specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, waited for quite a while before i could go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-operating table-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was made to lie down on the bed while some nurses got to work on checking my blood pressure and the like. An assistant doctor was there to keep an eye on stuff. they were gonna stick some needles into me, and in case some of you dont know. Its common protocal to misdirect the patient as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misdirect as in to talk to him to get him to relax and not think abt the needle going in. It worked quiite well for me last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i had my leg operation, the lady was just talking to me and i was talking to her and then i woke up in pain. She injected me when i was talking to her. Sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, heres how the misdirection went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: so how old are you ?&lt;br /&gt;me: errr...15&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: WAH !! You look so MATURE !&lt;br /&gt;me: (i look 12 man, so says a few sources) really, thats nice&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor assitstant =da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da: so which school are you in?&lt;br /&gt;me: ehhh.. Hwa Chong.&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: OOH.. u mean chinese high.&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. chinese high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse1 nudges da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: isnt that ur old school&lt;br /&gt;da: yeah !&lt;br /&gt;me: ooh really arh ?&lt;br /&gt;da: yeap, definetly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then he talked to me about some chinese high stuff and poked me with a needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ooh...&lt;br /&gt;da: relax, i wont do anything to my fellow school mate one.&lt;br /&gt;me: errr... you dont seem to know much abt hwachong leh, what year did you graduate?&lt;br /&gt;da: 1987.&lt;br /&gt;me: ...no wonder, everything changed liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse1: you really believe he is from hwachong arh?&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm, you sure ur from hwachong?&lt;br /&gt;da: yah lar, wont lie to you one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: sing the school song.&lt;br /&gt;da: errrr... HAI TIAN LIAO KUO YUN SHU CHANG LONG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHAHAHHAHA, yeah yeah !&lt;br /&gt;da: see i know leh.&lt;br /&gt;da: *keeps on singing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse2: omg please stop i cant stand that song !! my bro keeps on singing it !!&lt;br /&gt;da and me: HAHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA was singing the school song in the ward, damm loud also !! I was singing along when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOXIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he poked me again when we were singing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113456827509458322?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113456827509458322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113456827509458322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113456827509458322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113456827509458322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/hospital.html' title='hospital'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113448218100577263</id><published>2005-12-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:55:51.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will</title><content type='html'>went running today. Its been a long time since i ran. Next to the fact that i've been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for unknown reasons i wanted to run. Just run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ran. Just ran. All 3 big rounds. Just kept on running, down the slope, cross the field, cross the track, cross the field, up the slope and cross the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kept on running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all about will power. The body has always been willing, but i've been lazy. a bit of hurt and thats it. GAME OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck with that man. all those faces flashing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i censor the words here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irresponsible. I cant be bothered to even replace the words with my usual cheesebun. It defeats the emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the operation is tomorrow and i'm worried. Its gonna be hell after it. All the pain and the like. And its gonna be a mostly liquid diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icecream, water, icecream, water etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i should lose weight with my liquid diet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to cc about australia. turns out that he went to gold coast too when he was young. He said that he didnt want to try the rides for some unknown reasona and his dad scolded him. And the whole family sulked for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly like day4 i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember my first trip to gold coast. i remember sulking my ass off cause i was too short to ride LETHAL WEAPON ? I cant rmb what number. But i was a few cm short and they didnt let me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sisters and mom got on. My dad stayed behind to look after me and my younger sis. It looked so cool. the ride and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remmeber my sister dropping her shoe during the ride and it landed on some tourist head !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hunted around lookin for it and we found a confused tourist looking at the sky. We all had a good laugh after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped sulking =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113448218100577263?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113448218100577263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113448218100577263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113448218100577263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113448218100577263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/will.html' title='will'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113443802244884560</id><published>2005-12-13T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:30:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day5-day6</title><content type='html'>-day5-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a super nice sleep i think. The breakfast at the Vibe Hotel was great. The apple juice was great ( i love apple juice..really love apple juice), the bacon was great, the egg was good. The sausage was funny, but not bad in the least to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop for the day was some wildlife park. Took a nice scenic drive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wildlife park-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is super BIG.. a lot bigger than our ZOO. Got loads of stuff there, and they let the kangeroos roam free !! You can see them running/ hopping from one enclose to the other. Coolness. Saw loads of Koala's there also, but supposedly, they had a disease so we couldnt hold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are super sluggish though, but it seems to react to me =) It wanted to grab my fingers !! So i lead my fingers towards the direction of the camera and we got a nice shot !! Koalas=coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into this reptile farm, its quite gross really, snakes are really evil looking. Not to mention scary and dangerous. They had all this poisonous snakes in the reptile farm. If there wasnt a thick sheet of glass between it and i, i wouldnt even want to go in lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the farm was quite like other farms, i mean seeing animals can only go that far. Its not like they do anythign unique. We only see them eating, sleeping and pooping. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a little Koala-in-a-can at the gift shop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blue mountains-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next and last stop of the entire tour. the blue mountains. The blue mountains is famous for its THREE SISTERS. They are geographical marvels. Caused by weathering and erosion no doubt. Imagine the 12 apostles but smaller and thers only 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legend goes that there were 3 sisters who were playing on the cliffs. (dont ask me how or why they were on the cliffs, i guess they were magical) . then one of them got startled by something and screamed. Her scream woke up some mythological being that has been sleeping for a long time. It wanted to eat up the 3 sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ! Not only the mythological being heard her scream. the 3 sister's father, an aboriginal shamen, also heard it. So in a bid to save his daughters, he turned them into stone for a short while. Stone wasnt good for the monster's digestive tract i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father also turned all the villagers to birds using his magic bone (it can be likened somewhat to a wand) and turned himself into a bird just before the mythological being got to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.. the mythological being got pissed and went back to its cave to sulk. The shamen was very happy and wanted to turn his family/village back. BUT LO AND BEHOLD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cant find the magic bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He searches and searches and THEN, he realises that the bone must have been picked up by the mythological being and its in the cave with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the father tells his daughters to bear with it as one day he will work up the courage to enter the cave and get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasnt got it yet it seems... Well, thats just one variation of the story, as told by TOM. Blue mountain is a very SCENIC PLACE ! Its super big lar, i bet its the size of SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took this nice railway down. It was called the WORLD'S STEEPEST RIDE. WAH SHUANG ! Looks cool lar. Like rollercoaster like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so, we were led to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, it was STEEP, but it was super SLOW. the phamphlet said that it would take us to the bottm of the valley. And seeing the valley is freaking deep, i thought it would be a nice enjoyable ride, but the bottom of the valley was incredibally high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got on the ride, went through a tunnel and stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say it was 300 metres deep only. STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked on the path there and saw many many stuff. took a load of pics which you can see later. Then took a cable car back. Not bad actually, quite fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis found out the girlwholooked16butwas19's name. Mui/Moi Fong/Feng. I cant really type it, its hard to prnounce on its own really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-olympic village-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next and last stop is the olypmic village ! Where the 2000- sydney olypics was held. Very big place, took loads of pictures there too. They had these pillars where they honoured the name of the volunteers that helped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had these light posts which represented each country that has hosted the olypics before. It was all dead symbolic i say. Everything that had a reason to be there. Not because of infrastructure reasons, but because it symbolised something to do with sportsmanship or just olympic-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER CLASSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like symbols, makes one think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after that short 1/2 hr of picture spamming, we were driven back to the hotel for FREE AND EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tour over-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so SHOP SHOP SHOP. We walked about a lot of sydney. We just popped into one shopping center after the other. SHOP SHOP SHOP. Not nice. Quite boring actually. Only bought one shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is now my second fav shirt to wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was alfresco by darling harbor. Lovely place really. Saw lots of cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end day5-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day6-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of time before we had to be at the airport, so we just went shopping. With the family that had the girl who was 19 but yet looked 16. In truth, that was the family that we were cloest with. Next to the fact that the other familys either had no children which we could relate to or they had kids who were very young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just shopped for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped for more stuff in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up late and had to board at FINAL CALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family needs a leash when it comes to shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-flight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another long and boring flight, saw lots of good movies though, but was once more plagued with the LEAN BACK problem. Watched WALLACE AND GROMIT the CURSE OF THE WERE-RABBIT , DUKES of HAZZARD and lots of comedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember this comedy called the catherine tate show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene where a man and women are complaining to someone off the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women: its HORRIBLE really.&lt;br /&gt;men : yeah definetly, you tell her catherine.&lt;br /&gt;women: well, we were travelling on the road and we were quite peckish so we decided to stop at some eatery.&lt;br /&gt;men: thats right.&lt;br /&gt;women: you tell her george.&lt;br /&gt;men: so we decided to order the mushroom soup.&lt;br /&gt;men: and it was HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;women: thats right... we looked at what mushrooms it included and we saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women: SHIT-AKE mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;men: shit-ake mushrom? Thats sick man, SICK.&lt;br /&gt;women: thats right. we wanna complain about them SHIT-AKE mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. STUPID show, but really funny sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sg-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113443802244884560?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113443802244884560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113443802244884560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113443802244884560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113443802244884560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/day5-day6.html' title='day5-day6'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113439913998314518</id><published>2005-12-12T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:26:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day4 again</title><content type='html'>well its day4 again. A bit about my day today. I was walking along orchard mrt where i was suddenly approached by this guy. He asked for a bit of my time and then without waiting for that "nod" he went on about some job creation scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOB CREATION ? *thinks* CHEESEBUN.. OUTREACH CONNECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines were almost the same. Creates jobs for the low income family. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont work on me this time buddy. I just said that i had no time and walked away. A bit mean but i wont fall for it again this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially since it was a guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day4-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early to pack for our trip to sydney. Nothing much to pack seeing that we did it the night before. But we still ended up packing as we seemed to have missed out loads of important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reached the lobby to find out that we were the first family there! Louis was there too, so just sat around and crapped with him for a while before we were served our breakfast. This time, since we were up so early, Louis had requested for some breakfast to be packed for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about the packed food there. The packaging is NICE.. they have a seperate deisgn of packaging just for takeaways.. This applies to almost every store that we went too. And the designs were usually very nice. macdonalds had this nice saladish design on it...LOVELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. the food was once again crappy. Inside our little goody bag was a pack of orange juice, 2 buns, fruit and youghurt. I never liked youghurt,the buns had apricot in it ( i dont like apricot, its one of the few fruit i dont like) and the fruit smelled funny. So only drank the juice and ate one of the buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got on the bus to meet PJ !! Hes back. Something i didnt mention about Pj in my other entry. HES SUPER TALKATIVE. He can talk and talk about everything he sees. He can talk about the fields that we are passing by, then link it to how important agriculture is to aus, then link back to aus history then link back to the fields itself. He can just go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then halfway through something. He will stop and ask us a question . and when we cant answer, he will say in a funny aus accent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pj: thats a worry, a real worry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, he says that if we cant ans 3 questions.. he will shut up completely and drive slower ! HAHA. He rox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-airport-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the usual shenegians at the airport, and my mom went to do some shopping at the duty free shops. Ended up boarding the plane at the last call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an about 2hrs flight to sydney. Quite short but i fell asleep coz there was no inflight entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sydney-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo.. syndey is a lot hotter than melbourne. And a lot busier. A lot of cars and the like. More cosmopolitant really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met our new bus driver TOM ! He was super quiet for the most half of the day. The only sentence he spoke was GOOD DAY MATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he lightened up the next day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sdyney opera house-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop, the FAMOUS OPERA HOUSE. Its THE opera house that our esplanade is modelled after. Took loads of pictures here, and bought some yinyang insignia to hang on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aquarium-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop, the FAMOUS SYNDEY AQUARIUM. Its super big lar.. and has a load more stuff than our PUNY underwater world. But as with all the aquariunms.. it is only so much fun seeing fish swim. Took loads of pictures too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i saw something funny in the center. There was this MARS BARS vending machine and on it wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were living on MARS, you would be eating EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. love that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rush and hell-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out after we boarded the bus that we had only abt 1/2 and hr for lunch coz our next item - the sydney tower was very particular about timing. So we had to be there exactly on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the entire tour decided to eat macdonalds.. figuring it would be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in that rush and panic, my sister got rude to my dad and my dad exploded. He didnt just explode coz of the rudeness, he exploded coz of many things. He was pissed that my sisters were reluctant to take family photographs, he got pissed by sister's loniness, my sisters' irresponsiblility and many other stuff i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was like shouting away at my sisters. Then he sulked for the entire sydney tower part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sydney tower-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sydney tower is sydney's tallest building. It offers a paranomic view of the surroundings. AKA PHOTO SPAMMING TIME. Took loads of pictures there. But my dad was sulking away and was just sitting by himself. so the trip reached an all time low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hotel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the tour is over for the day, we only had to meet up to eat dinner at 6. So abt 3 hrs free time. But my dad called us to his room and was shouting at us. More at my sisters really. For the most of it, his anger was directed at them. Coz usually i take the family photos, i know my dad well enough to do what he likes to do. So after that, my sisters sulked over not being able to go out and that it was a waste of their time.. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just sat on my bed and read the 5 people you meet in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dinner-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad wasnt sulking as much when it came to dinner. We shared a table with the family who had that girl-who-looked-16-but-was-19. So we talked quite a bit over that dinner. Turns out shes and Ex Tao Nan pupil, from a year way before mine. She studies in NUS. Taking Pharamceuticals. She could have gone to HCJC but didnt coz its too far. She lives near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i knew a lot more about her. Her age, her address, her studies, her past and etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best part was, i STILL didnt know her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;-end day4-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113439913998314518?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113439913998314518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113439913998314518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113439913998314518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113439913998314518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/day4-again.html' title='day4 again'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113431343575470051</id><published>2005-12-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:03:55.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR</title><content type='html'>no mood to blog about day4 or day5. Seeing that sydney was really mostly abt photo taking. Nothing much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my blog song. Friday Night By Click 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking is sometimes better than listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weary again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113431343575470051?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113431343575470051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113431343575470051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113431343575470051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113431343575470051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/cor.html' title='COR'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113422143362355069</id><published>2005-12-10T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:30:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day4/ bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt; my entry which i have been typing for 1/2 an hr got deleted.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;PISSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;so i shall not blog abt day4 today. tmr .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;saw in the papers that the APPLE CENTER AT ORCHARD was gonna sell its IPOD NANOS for 50% off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hmm but for the first 100 customers only.. I looked at the clock. Its 0830, the store opens at 1100. Its a saturday, so people would most likely sleep in. teens buy ipods, and most teens dont like reading the papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;so in theory i stand a good chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;arrived there adn 9.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;saw a short queue ! YEAH BABY ! walked to the end of the queue and saw another queue. Walked to the end of that queue and saw another queue. RINSE AND REPEAT FOR A WHILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;got to the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i was 300th in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113422143362355069?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113422143362355069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113422143362355069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113422143362355069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113422143362355069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/day4-bad.html' title='day4/ bad'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113414048274569040</id><published>2005-12-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:01:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day3/ dental</title><content type='html'>Well, i aint gonna blog about day3 yet, it'll be further down after this short entry about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like i have to do surgery to remove my 4 wisdom teeth. Thats gonna suck. The only relief is that i'm under general anastethic. Which is also bad in the sense, that there are cases where the ppl dont wake up at all. And also next to the fact that its gonna hurt like hell. And that my mouth will be swollen for at least a week. And the doctor said that even porridge will hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a hell of a wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright light at the end of the tunnel you say? He said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat icecream, its helps =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day3-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and had the same breakfast i've been having for the past 2 days. Sausage which was dead, egg-plus-tofu-yet-tasted-more-like-tofu and you know the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met our new bus captain - TONY !! Hes italian turned australian. A bit of fast-fowarding here but throughout the entire day, he was crapping with my dad.  My dad knows italian you see, so tony was pretty amazed by that. And they became super good frens. they just kept on talking about all sorts of stuff. Occasionally in italian and tony would say : "you always surprise me mate "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad, we had a different bus driver the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway first stop was VICTORIA PARLIAMENT HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VPH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who dont know, victoria is sort of a like a big state in which melbourne was part of. This was the old parliament house. Quite a pretty place. Loads of nice stuff to see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as with most historical buildings, we couldnt go in. So we just ran around taking pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad spotted a HARD ROCK CAFE opposite the building. He wanted a shot of it. So we crossed the road to get to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as we were halfway across the road, a stupid truck came and blocked our path. It was so wierd. It was just going backwards and fowards. It moved a bit foward, then reversed a bit also. It kept on doing that as we stood in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after a while, it reversed some more and did a left turn.  stupid truck driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we reached the cafe and there was this peddler outsie who was selling flowers.  When we tried to get close to take a picture (of the logo not the man) he kept on mumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man : dont take a picture of me&lt;br /&gt;all of us thinking : we dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;man: buy a flower and you can...&lt;br /&gt;all of us : -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so we left without taking a single pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some church i cant rmb-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to some church next. it was SUPER !! They had all this statues and everything. And at the front of the church was this little river that was running through and on that river had these wonderful poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0843.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. and also on the path leading to the church doors were these little fountains and they had this nice quotes on them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0846.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, cant post too many pictures.. will lag up my entry.  You can view them later lol.  The inside of the church was very big and nice. It is exactly like in books.  Dark and holy. And very quiet. Stained glass.  The works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some park-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what it was called, but it was some park. VERY BIG AND NICE. Its not as big as East Coast Park. But it had so many other stuff. It had this greenhouse where they grew a lot of flowers. They had this cottage made entirely out of plants. They had JAMES COOK cottage there. (james cook is genrally the man credited for discovering australia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice.  my sis took a pic of this flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0916.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice isnt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-something aussie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our city tour, we went to this shop which was called SOMETHING AUSSIE. Its a dedicated giftshop that houses australia's best. AKA boomerangs, noughats and everything aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats where i found out that that girl who looks 16 but is actually not 16 but 19's age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to ask her name, but i instead asked for her age.. (STUPID). Dont ask me how or why, it just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: so how old are you&lt;br /&gt;NUS girl:  haha how old do you think i am?&lt;br /&gt;me: erm, 16 at most?&lt;br /&gt;NUS girl: HAHA.. nope. I'm 19.&lt;br /&gt;me who is stunned: ....seriously?&lt;br /&gt;NUS girl: haha yeah. How old are you then?&lt;br /&gt;me: how old do you think i am?&lt;br /&gt;NUS girl: hmm. About Sec3.&lt;br /&gt;me: !!!!!!! How you know?&lt;br /&gt;NUS girl: i'm smart.. (and walks off laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought 4 boomerangs there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little joke about something aussie. My tour guide was saying that if you say that same sentence in cantonese, it means something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME-TING - OR- XI , thats how you would pronounce it in cantoneses. In order words, Shit and piss at 3 O Clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, we had a laugh. too bad tony was clueless. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-warrock cattle farm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, warrock cattle farm for lunch and for a nice visit. Took abt an hr and a half drive there. Arrived there hungry  !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was either bbq beef or bbq chicken or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took both !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0935.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks crappy here, but i tell you, it was GREAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a nice lunch, we had a tour of the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tour-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were loaded onto carts where we sat on HAY  ! very nice gimmick, and the hay is pretty comfy actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0948.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comfy. So it was time to feed the goats. HAHA. Quite fun really, you get a bottle of milk and you get a mob of hungry goats. they all rush at you lar. I think they are starved... EVIL owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0951.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that, one man to too many goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was time to do some cow milking. All my sisters were scared, so being the MAN that i am, i went first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, i dont have the pic of me milking, its in the other cam. But anyway, i think i squeezed her udders a bit too hard...  When i squeezed it, it shook and squirmed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one else had that reaction. my dad said i was squeezing too HARD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah, i do have a picture of the cow pooping though.  ( do not look if you have just eaten)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0965.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. GRoSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udders are warm and rubbery... eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we were treated to a dog show. Dog show is a misnomer really, but i cant find any better words. The trainer was showing how dogs could be used to round sheep. quite cool really. all the sheep running from the dog, and they all run together somemore. No brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0979.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was sheep shearing.  IT IS HILLARIOUS. The way the sheep shearer grabs the sheep is SO FUNNY. Its like dragging him on the floor. take a look and laugh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0990.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like cartoon like that.  But sheep shearing looks cruel actually, but well the sheep didnt die and it gets to live another day. Equivilant trade at its worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the tour concluded there and we were given some time to walk around and see the kangeroos. So we headed there and the first thing that caught my eye was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG1015.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary. cant mess around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gingerly opened the gate, but not before touching it through my shirt and making sure i was standing on solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we get to feed the kangeroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG1021.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am not photogenic.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its cool, but kangeroos have really sharp claws.. they look like they can hurt when they want to... Hmm..is that why they wear gloves when they box ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got on the bus and off we go to our next destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-another village by the sea-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got into this nice village to eat some chinese lobster dinnr ! Whoo. Spent some time walking arnd the village and just taking loads of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner itself was not bad, the lobster was bigger than i expected. My dad said he expected a super small one. but it was nice.  The other dishes was not bad too, but i prefer our chinese dishes anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-phillip island-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last stop of the day, PENGUIN ISLAND or aka PHILLIP ISLAND.  thats where we get to watch the penguins come back from their fishing and go back to their burrow.  So before i left the bus, i put 4 AA batteries into my pocket, checked my SD card was there and went off fully loaded to take loads of imba pictures !! SHUANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one like penguins.  saw this funny pic at the carpark though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG1093.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo. penguins rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off we go.  entered the complex and was greeted by a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PICTURES ALLOWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_________- the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, no pics. so we went down and got a good seat near the beach where the penguins were supposed to come. We were warned by the rangers that penguins like to peek out for danger than run back to the sea. Rinse and repeat for about 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we saw tiny heads bobbing out and then going back in for like an hr. Then finally, they came out. they are REALLY CUTE. though, from our spot we cant really see them up close and the were quite far off from anybody.  But they walk funny.  LIKE PENGUINS IN CARTOON !! So cute !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after watching them walk AWAY from us, we went back to the baordwalk to see them go back to the burrows.  I managed to see 3 penguins upclose walking.. IT WAS SO FUNNY. they were like wobbling and wobbling and their arms were like flapping away. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the PENGUIN parade, we went back on the bus and headed back to melbourne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The COUNTRYSIDE has no LIGHTS. There were no lights at all, no head lamps i mean. It was completely dark save for the bus headlights.  SO DANGEROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was kinda cool driving in complete darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that long drive, we arrived at the hotel and thats the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of day3-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113414048274569040?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113414048274569040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113414048274569040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113414048274569040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113414048274569040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/day3-dental.html' title='day3/ dental'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113405123677528953</id><published>2005-12-08T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:13:56.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;day 2 of melbourne&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its free and easy day so theoretically nothing planned. Means a good night/day sleep in after a super tiring tour in day1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we signed up for the GREAT OCEAN ROAD TOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo, for those who dont know, the GREAT OCEAN ROAD comprises many of the world's greatest geographical marvels !! AKA London Bridge, ? ? ? ? and the 12 apostles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet your didnt get London Bridge or ? ? ? ? but i'm sure your have heard about the 12 apostles. Actually, 8.5 apostles now. (no, they all didnt turn into judas, sam) Seeing that erosion has taken its toll on 3.5 apostles and has left them crumbled in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am and ate the free breakfast buffet ! A point here, it tasted like crap. The sausage tasted dead, as in really bland.  The egg-plus-tofu-special tasted more tofu than egg. The bacon was so-so. The apple juice LOOKED the wrong color, didnt even bother trying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just ate what i could, which for your info was the egg-plus-tofu-special. But anyway, after some other unmentionables, the entire tour left the hotel to board the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say again that it was a very nice day. The weather was COLD. I had money in my pocket. I was laming with my siblings. But then again, it wasnt a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause...there was no bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes folks, we had no bus. Our tour leader, louis said it was a short walk down the hotel... So we walked down the hotel in the lovely COLD weather looking for that enigmatic bus. the annoying thing was that the whole stretch of road was filled with buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone was speculating which bus it was. Is it that bus? Or this bus? AH HAH ! Its this bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we walked past that bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walk and walk for a while then louis said to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;translated from chinese&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis: ehh...folks, wrong direction, our bus is the other way.&lt;br /&gt;all of us: ............&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking:  OMFG ! WASTE MY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so turns out our bus had a little accident and had to move ahead from the old parking position. So we walked back to our hotel and beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the bus to be greeted by our chinese australian bus captain - peter. He apologized for that little accident before and then off we went on the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about peter. He has LSE - Low Self Esteem. He was saying about how dumb most bus captains were, hence they were bus captains. And how his mouth could only sprout rubbish and nothing else. Kinda sad.. he seemed to be a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it was a nice 2 hr drive to our next stop on the GREAT OCEAN ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The petrol station-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to be greeted with an oil pump.  Toilet break it seemed. Got off and went to get myself a little snack. HAHA. snack is a misnomer. Our family ordered 3 sandwiches, 3 noughat cakes and a cup of coffee. And we ate them all... MWAHHAH. I love the noughat...its soooo nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the newspaper too,  and splashed all over the front page was how evil the singapore government was for letting nyguen die... SIGH. I will be lynched on friday (the day he will be executed in SG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from dad: Time to be malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got back on the bus and peter said somethng particullary disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter: hmm, i'm from vietnam too.&lt;br /&gt;me thinking: shit, we're dead.&lt;br /&gt;peter: but i wont hold it against you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear he drove faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast foward a bit, in my mind, i was toying with the possibility that he would leave us stranded or something. I mean with all the hate coming from australians towards singaporeans, think what would a VIETNAMIS AUSTRALIAN do?     i mean.. it was possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to our next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-village by the sea-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, another toilet stop plus lunch. We were told that it was free and easy for now. We could pop into the various restuarants here and take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before peter pointed to a building and said: I would recommend that your eat there though, but its your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone got off the bus, we headed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fish and chips-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were eating fish and chips again.... Nothing too special about this one. There was fish and loads of chips. And a coke to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate up, bought some icecream and went to take soem pictures of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we went again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-London Bridge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very beautiful area, the london bridge is actually a bit of a plateau of sorts. It is sitting on the sea and as a result, after erosion, theres a whole in the middle of the plateau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0592.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superb place i say. So close to the sea, the wind was blowing. The weather was super cold and nice. But once again, the flies were everywhere. IT IS SO GROSS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0674.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u can see there, those are flies on my father's back. GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after taking loads of artistic shots, we went off to the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ? ? ? ?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant remember what this place was called, but it was BEAUTIFUL. so many geographical marvels ! I bet miss yap will faint when she sees this place. All the erosion, the weathering !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuangness for geog teachers. And once again, being the nice student, i took loads of pics for miss yap to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-12 apostles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a short trip down the road to the 12 apostles. LOVELY PLACE.  TOOK LOADS of pics. i suspect about 200 just at the 12 apostles.  So cool lar, see what nature can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0684.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one of the many i took, all this and more at my photo album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-back to hotel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a 3hr trip back down to the hotel. My sis was particullary excited that it was time to go back to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause that meant SHOPPING ! Soemthing which i for one did not particulary like... So just walked around the city with them.  I tell you, i am a poor shopper. What i like, i just buy. I dotn bother to compare price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into the first souvenair shop and i bought soemthing there liao. lol. My sisters were like holding onto their money popping into everyshop to see if there were any good deals. As for me, i just popped in and bougth the first lovely cushion i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But along the way,i saw many many wierd things. I saw a band playing by the street. They werent asking for donations or anything, but they just played for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0761.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bit blur cause it was getting dark and my flash wasnt working and i wasnt sure if they wanted a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next funny thing i saw was australians dressed as ghandi and dancing on the streets... yes folks, think many ghandis dancing on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0767.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize for the super bluriness (take it as artistic if u may) but it was dark and my flash was screwed. Plus they looked a bit like hippies. They dont like technology. But they looked funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wierd thing was that someone got onto this raised ground and started shouting about redemtion of sins. He was saying that nyugen smugging drugs was bad, but sin can be forgiven and something like dat.. More singapore haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0776.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preacher. A bit blur also. STUPID CAMERA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after walking around a bit, we decided to head back to the hotel.  and on the way eat dinner or something. Note: australia has a rather limited nightlife. A lot of the shops close by around 7pm . Australians dont put money first, unlike singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. we saw this shop selling pizza. $1 for ONE SLICE !!  And it was GOOD !! so damm nice lar. the haiwanien pizzia was FANTASTIC !! too bad they sold out after we went for seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/RIMG0780.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after somemore uneventful events. we reached the hotel. Then my dad said he wanted to check his email cause of work. So i tagged along to use the com. We found this internet cafe near the hotel and decided to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-conned AGAIN-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we booked 2 coms. If memory serves, it was 2.60 for 20 mins. Which was a total ripp-off in hindsight. So i went on msn and started chatting with uj and sam. Then also blogged the entry which was 2 entrys before this. So do do do, then didnt realise that i only had 30 seconds left. My dad then decided to pay for 10 more mins coz he couldnt finish his work. So i asked for 5 more mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more blogging and chatting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chat and chat and forgot abt the time. Just as a i finished publishing my post and checking it, the SCREEN WENT BLANK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran out of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky i blog finish.  so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered.......i didnt log out of MSN ... CHEESEBUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and paid for 5 more mins.... got conned of another $1. so reblogged and then logged out of msn 2 mins before time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. got conned of our money lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad was saying should have paid for 1hr, only $5. then both of us use 1/2 hr each.  ARH !! a waste of aus money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, back to the hotel room while we watched some nice movies and then off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of day2-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113405123677528953?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113405123677528953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113405123677528953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113405123677528953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113405123677528953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/day2_08.html' title='day2'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113392047607467438</id><published>2005-12-07T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:52:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>whoo. i'm back from the outbacks *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia is so nice. Weather is so cooling though its summer. The people are super friendly. (i shall illustriate this point later) And many many many many more. So much to write, so little fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, lets have some statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Photos taken&lt;/span&gt;: 1756 pictures taken with MY camera only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Friends made&lt;/span&gt;: 3 i think. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Gifts bought&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;4 Boomerangs.&lt;br /&gt;1 Cushion.&lt;br /&gt;1 Koala-in-a-can.&lt;br /&gt;1 pack of strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Money spent&lt;/span&gt;: Too bloody much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Money left&lt;/span&gt;: About 2 Aus dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats some short statistics. Now onto the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: it will be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Changi Airport-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say here as its the usual procedure. Check in, check in and checking. But i'm only highlighting the airport cause of this other family in our tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were this 3 girls in that family, and they kept on wispering to each other when my sis walked past. (no they are not homos). And my sis was wispering to me about them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that my sis thinks she knows one of them from TKGS. And it seems that they thoughts the same way too. A bit of fastfowarding here. The three girls are aged 19,17 and 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think i thought the 19 one was 16. (more on this later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to describe the 3. The 19 one was to say the best looking among the 3, but next to the fact she was 19 but looked 16. The 17 one was slightly tom-boyish i say, but i cant say for sure. And as for thee 10 one, to quote from my tour leader. Xiao Wan Pi, in other words, little mischeivous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, after all the usual thingys, we got on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, plane rides are super super super boring. Watching movies is good and all, but not when the guy in front of you is leaning so far back, watching the movie gets a bit annoying. The only good thing is the view, you can see the island, the lights ,the clouds, the beautiful skyline and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But excluding the fact that it was a night flight, so i couldnt see anything. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to counteract the guy leaning back, i leant back too. A bit inconsiderate of me actually, but if the guy behind me wanted to watch the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just had to lean back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched 2 movies on the plane. The ISLAND and Charlie and the chocolate factory. The island was not bad, loads of explosions. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i was surfing the channels, i saw WEDDING CRASHERS. and boy was it R rated. Not as in language, but as in graphic *ahem**ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched for 5 minutes. Sister beside me woke up. Changed channel. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just sat on the plane and watch movies and eat the lovely airplane food. I love airplane food, its NICE. Seriously, no sacarasm intended. After watching 2 movies and 2 meals, we landed in the wonderful world of AUZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-melbourne-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo touch down. Did the usual airport procedures and off we go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bus captain for the day was P.J. dont know what the initials stand for, but he told us to call him P.J. (dont laugh uj). Let me describe melbourne while i'm at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is super big. And quite modern looking. Loads of suburbs - a bit like our towns but a load bigger. Melbourne also has ERP btw, you can find it in my photoalbum once i have finished uploading all my 1756 pictures. The weather is fantastic, its supposed to be summer, but it was so COOLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to day one of tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like my first stop was a strawberry farm. ( yes, you thought right nat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-strawberry farm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took abt a2hr drive there, aus is so BIG !! oh the 300 or so pictures i took of how vast aus is.. So the farm was called Sunny Ridge i think. So part of the package was that we got to pick strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. so i ran around finding little strawberries on the small bushes. I always had that impression that strawberries grew on small trees which were as tall as my waste. A bit like tea plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they grew to the size of my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But , the strawberries were so small and red, no comments how they look like. But they were so juicy looking, almost wanted to squash them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, but anyway, went around taking pictures with my sisters and just picking strawberries to fill my small plastic tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice and all, lovely weather. Lovely scenary. the 19 year old girl who looked 16 was near me and it was a very nice day. almost perfect i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost? Yes almost, cause of the bloody flies. THE FLIES ARE EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant get rid of them, they swarm you. You chase of one on your face, you find one on ur leg. You chase that off, you find one on your face. Rinse and repeat for 7 days. MY god, they really get in the way. You wanna take a picture, its hell trying to keep still when u've got a bloody fly on your nose. Worst of all, specs dont help in keeping them away, they fly BEHIND them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anti-insect band i wore didnt work unless i put it infront of my face. And that made my face smell like mosquito repellant. Just as gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough about them flies. After picking those strawberries, we went to sample some strawbery icecream ! Haha, not bad i say. Tasted like...well strawberries? Just different versions. They had strawberry sorbet, strawberry heaven, just strawberry and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i finished my icecream first, so decided to look around the shop for any possible souvenairs that i could bring back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HAH ! Freeze dried strawberries coated with white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think think think. Who can i buy that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj? nah, that is a bit gay giving him strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;impy? ditto.&lt;br /&gt;jacky? ditto.&lt;br /&gt;sam? ditto.&lt;br /&gt;shan? she wanted something kangerooish.&lt;br /&gt;nat? BINGO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo. bought a pack for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened while i was paying for it. The cashier asked me this few wierd questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cashier : does she know ur here?&lt;br /&gt;me who is clueless: Huh ?&lt;br /&gt;cahier : does she know ur here?&lt;br /&gt;me who is even more clueless: Who?&lt;br /&gt;cashier: nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paid for it but i swear she was sniggering when i wasnt looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway got back on the bus happily since i got to keep the lovely looking strawberries that i picked. And to my HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus was full of flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN. thankfully, aus flies are different from sg flies. they are supposedly cleaner. So i'm safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-winery-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop the WINERY ! It was just a short drive from the strawberry farm. The winery grounds were HUGE. IT was FANTASTIC, you could fit like 5 Hwachongs inside. And thats an underestimation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i never really was so into wine. I cant really tell the difference between fruity wine or dry wine or mild wine. They all taste the bloody same, red wine especially ! But whisky, i can tell. Strong, dry, smoky taste, all these i can differentiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they let us try the many different kinds of wine that the winery produced. Even minors like me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just drank what they gave me. Whee.. didnt get drunk i think, just kept on drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cant rmb what happened after drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i took some pictures and then got back on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that we had finshed the first half of the day ! Lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rye hotel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a nice long drive to this suburb that was next to the sea. Very nice view. But filled with flies also.. We ate the supposedly GOOD fish and chips there, but imo, it was so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING THAT COULDNT BE FOUND IN SINGAPORE.  HAHA. i love NE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was at that meal that the girl who was 19-but-looked-like-16 talked to me. No details here, but you can ask me if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that so-so lunch, off to the beach to take photos. The beach is so nice !! So clean. Unlike the crappy beaches we have. Dirty like hell, cant even walk barefooted on the beach coz there are syringes everywhere. But the beaches in aus were so PRISTINE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So took loads of pics, which you can see once i get the photoalbum up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after lunch, off to the last stop of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lavender Farm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint a flower person actually, but lavenders do look really nice. The field in which the lady grew the lavanders were so lovely... they were like a nice shade of purple. Lavender colored actually, but its a very nice shade of purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lady was nice too *haha*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really intersting to see there in truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So left the place  and headed straight to the hotel !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hotel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hotel was not bad.  wasnt anything too classy, just something nice and normal. The bed was particullary comfortable. But next to the fact that we took a night flight and landed in melbourne only to start the tour straight away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some stuff in between but cant really rmb. Too many memories in my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i take it i slept the rest of the day away.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--end of day 1 -----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113392047607467438?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113392047607467438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113392047607467438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113392047607467438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113392047607467438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113352211538344239</id><published>2005-12-02T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:27:11.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aus/COR</title><content type='html'>WHOO blogging from australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a lot of time to blog about what happened today, so i'll get on with it when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meantime COR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff here are very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picking strawberries are lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat, if ur reading this, i got u strawberries coated with chocolate as your gift. EDIBLE !! (but i aint sure if i can bring it back, so maybe i might eat them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 3 more mins till i'm cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 apostles ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got shan a nice cushion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australian girls are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macdonalds fries here suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are millions of flies everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY weather though its summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 21 degrees in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to penguin island tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY my dad extended by 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is running out VERY quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne has horses on the road. LOVELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought some nice shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penguin island is really cold abt 8 degrees. SHUANGNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now go 2 more mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention its expensive here. 5 mins of computer = $0.80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its progressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. in 2 days. I took 300 plus pictures. WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uj asked me to watch a movie with impy, phoebe and him once i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS BRIGHT AT NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY. only 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so wierd here. cant talk to any of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway must publish now, else its gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. i had to pay for 5 more BLOODY minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i forgot to log out of my MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT !! WASTE MY MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit of time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to uj abt the same impy phoebe topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..so wierd not being able to talk to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..got to make friends with this girl in my tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have talked to her a few times, but still dont know her name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tommorow go ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm maddd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this time.. i shall log off early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;publishing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113352211538344239?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113352211538344239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113352211538344239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113352211538344239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113352211538344239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/12/auscor.html' title='aus/COR'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113327758011757361</id><published>2005-11-29T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T09:16:12.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>triple</title><content type='html'>ahah triple posted today. I must be going mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of people to get stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Impy for being a great chap&lt;br /&gt;2.UJ for also being a great chap&lt;br /&gt;3.NAT for being a great fren&lt;br /&gt;4.Shan for being my spam buddy&lt;br /&gt;5.Jacky for his BIRTHDAY !! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sam for being my buddy !&lt;br /&gt;7.Amanda for xmas maybe.&lt;br /&gt;8. Noel for getting me a fab gift&lt;br /&gt;9. Nick for getting me a fab xmas gift with noel.&lt;br /&gt;10.Clarence for going job hunting with me (and getting conned by cute girls ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is in no order whatsoever, so no need to get a big head impy, and no need to feel sad clarence :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people. So little money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not buy retarded keychains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113327758011757361?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113327758011757361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113327758011757361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327758011757361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327758011757361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/triple.html' title='triple'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113327425279593160</id><published>2005-11-29T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:24:12.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impy</title><content type='html'>i take my hat off to impy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes one of the few people who actively make me think when he talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he tells me stuff !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113327425279593160?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113327425279593160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113327425279593160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327425279593160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327425279593160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/impy.html' title='impy'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113327197997373144</id><published>2005-11-29T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:46:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away/COR</title><content type='html'>i'm going to australia tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First overseas trip in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants gifts?  :p :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my hotel got a computer center. So you might see me online !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching too much LOST. What if my plane crash... panic panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like writing a living will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, i wont die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a boring trip on the plane. hope they have nice games on the monitor. Else its MP3 all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and doing some DEEP meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113327197997373144?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113327197997373144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113327197997373144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327197997373144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113327197997373144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/awaycor.html' title='away/COR'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113319391091802568</id><published>2005-11-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:05:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apology</title><content type='html'>i bow my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113319391091802568?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113319391091802568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113319391091802568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113319391091802568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113319391091802568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/apology.html' title='apology'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113318122873832424</id><published>2005-11-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:33:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch</title><content type='html'>finally replaced my lost SD card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to find out that it only cost me $36.75, and not the previously forecasted $80. Haha. Sony too ex liao. Buy some toshiba brand. Walked around simlim to kill some time before meeting NAT for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-marvel nemesis-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked past this shop which allowed u to play with their xbox. this indian father and son were playing. they were playing quite happily, so being the nice guy (once again), i didnt butt in (and ruin their bonding) to ask if i could play. So i just watch them fight each other using spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite pathetic the way they fought. Only know how to jump around and throw the occasional punch. But in fairness, they were just having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....i just watched them, intending to ask them if i could play after the round. BUT, this little obnoxious kid butted in and said : "CAN I PLAY"  in a nice squeaky voice. So the father being also a nice guy, gave up his place to let this new chinese boy play with his indian son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racial harmony in action here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the little kid was a bastard. Seriously. He fought dirty. They were playing a rooftop match. So the little chinese kid told the indian boy to have a temporary truce so that they could destroy the surrounding walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls were placed there to prevent you from falling off the building too easily.  But they decided to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldnt have mattered really if they decided to have a match of skill and not under-the-belt-ness. So.. after destroying those nice protective walls, the little chinese boy, used venom's webskills to fling iron man (little indian boy character) out of the ring. Winning him the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEAP CHEESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he did it again and again...so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, being the nice guy. After that match, i asked the little chinese boy if i could play, like how he did to the indian father before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;litttle chinese boy: " sorry. we are now playing loser out". (and he said it in a very gay squeaky voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking CHEESEBUN...just now we werent playing like dat lar. But if i carried on asking, ppl will say i bully him. So bo pian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity that indian boy, being tramatised by that little chinese boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of nemesis story arc-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i hung around there watching the little indian boy get thrashed until NAT sms me saying that shes gonna be late...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i slowly sauntered back to Bugis Junction. And waited for NAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so NAT arrived a short while after me? and we ate at yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: do not eat there again. (not ur fault nat) i didnt really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sat there and just started crapping and laughing for a long time. Didnt know why we didnt meet up before. it was so funny. Haha, it seems i always had the wrong impression of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realised it was 2 and i gonna be late meeting uj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left and i rushed to meet lau man at kallang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-german-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;german is complicated. tenses, articles, conjugate thingymajins. All these i am supposed to at least know in english, but i never got around learning these in english. English comes too naturally :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, uj was teaching me german !! WHOO ! UJ ROCKS !! I can now listen to basic german like saying what is his name, where he comes from, which city. What he likes to do, what he doesnt. Its all pretty basic. But slowly... one day.. sure surpass BEN one... AHAHAH... that shouldnt take that long :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;german is fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of german arc-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lent uj suzuka to watch. and hes LOVING it. he cant get past the sad sad sad episode 6 though. I'm spreading the suzuka love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113318122873832424?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113318122873832424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113318122873832424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113318122873832424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113318122873832424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/lunch.html' title='lunch'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113309816928682797</id><published>2005-11-27T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:29:29.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>filters</title><content type='html'>my mind works on multiple levels. They are like filters, censoring what i want to say before i say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets draw it out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 1.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i want to say something, i first think of what the other person might think once i say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is what he/she going to think what i want them to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is her/his mood at the moment going to affect their thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the possibilities of them thinking of what i want them to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut down the possibilites to the most possible one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a good possibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will what i say hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lvl  8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind works on many levels. Censoring every thought. Will they take the action i plan for them to take? Will they pick themself up again? Will they go back down the same path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manipulative maybe. But everything i do is for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertain,draw attention, initiate topics, anger, annoy, heal, console, counsel. All these are reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have i dropped my filters? I've been shooting my mouth off, typing what i should not type, saying what i should not say.  the reprecussions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All started after March this year. My walls were torn down and i just coudlnt be bothered to fix it. Over time, i like being open, saying what i want to say. No more thinking of the possibilites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even called Uj yesterday to tell him that some girl i saw was cute. Haha. I would have never done that last time. But i like being slightly transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i begin to ponder if i am too transparent. Am i hurting /insulting/annoying people with my words? I do not really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will watch and see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again? who knows what i am thinking now? Is there a purpose to this message? Is this real? Is this a dream? Even i do not know where this leads me. There are many paths in front of us, but we only choose one and follow it. Hoping against hope that what is at the end of the path is what we are seeking. But sometimes, we follow that path to confirm that there is really nothing for us at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;then again, i may watch. But who watches the watcher? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113309816928682797?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113309816928682797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113309816928682797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113309816928682797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113309816928682797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/filters.html' title='filters'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113301790562161797</id><published>2005-11-26T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:05:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert/ COR</title><content type='html'>went with impy to attend a concert today. A concert of sorts actually. It was a choir performance. i dont feel like telling what really happened. But i just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of your wont get that. But i should have spoken up there and then. I should have done it first. All these I SHOULD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered with I SHOULDs anymore. I should just reach out and say it. Perhaps, next time, it will be I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert itself was quite good, especially the SYC ensemble. There was this guy who sang very well. I aint a big fan of choir performances (i only went cause impy asked me over and over and over and over again.) but i was really impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed with Ting Wei for all the wrong reasons. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told UJ that i do not think that Impy and Phoebe are compatible at all, though he insists that that is so not true. Haha, he says he will work harder to bring them closer together. Go Uj Go. Though, i still stand by my decision that phobe and impy do not seem compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*censored some thought that impy and uj said should be censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Kai is a very interesting chap, can read books anywhere anytime. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why magicians dont let people sit next to them when they perform, it just ruins everything. Stupid Impy, he sat next to me then can see what ever i am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that i must practice more with my magic. My ambitious card worked but some stuff flashed, luckily impy didnt catch it. Biddle Trick worked wonders, though impy believes i never had 5 cards to begin with, it was only 4... (haha, give u a hint - long sleeves). I screwed up triumph. Haha, solomon's version of triumph is so wierd. It is completely different from the classic one. And very awkward to boot, got some parts like damm wierd. At least my controls are working well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new mantra: Fear only exists because we have named it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really feel like blogging much about today, so what you have seen are just bits and pieces of my thoughts. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113301790562161797?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113301790562161797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113301790562161797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113301790562161797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113301790562161797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/concert-cor.html' title='concert/ COR'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113280540242719102</id><published>2005-11-24T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T12:13:14.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR59</title><content type='html'>clarence found a job liao. his fren found it for him. He earns around $30 a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've more or less given up looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing i'm going overseas soon, so if i start now also can only work for 2 weeks max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my trip, i'll be back looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and god helps any cute girl who gets in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me cheesebun, you lunchbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113280540242719102?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113280540242719102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113280540242719102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113280540242719102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113280540242719102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/cor59.html' title='COR59'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113267492566975232</id><published>2005-11-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:05:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job</title><content type='html'>Went job hunting with clarence today. Loads of stuff happened. So lets start from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at 9am at Bugis. I went to bugis junction, he went to bugis mrt. So nvm, he called me and asked me where i was. So i gave him my nearest landmark, which was the Macdonalds in Bugis Junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence: daryl where are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: I'm outside macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-five mins later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence: i'm outside macdonalds, where are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: no..i'm outside macdonalds... where are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence: outside macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-walk around looking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence: wait wait.. which macs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl: bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence: *censor* i'm at bugis village.. coming over now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if i didnt know better, that would have been considered slapstick. But oh well, after a while, i finally met up with clarence and decided to go to simlim to apply for a job at Sitex. Walked there in the rain (with an umbrella definetly) and ended up in simlim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there too early, all the shops were closed. So decided to go to the next job interview, which was at north bridge center. Walked there again in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North bridge center is a joke. So ulu and so poorly designed. The advert in the papers was #03-40. We went to the third floor and walked a few rounds, we only saw up to #03-12. then as we were abt to leave, we spotted this small door ala matrix style and opened it. CHEESEBUN.. got more offices. So walk somemore, this time only till #03-27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, we're smarter, look for door. Look lai look qu, cant find no damm door. This time camoflaged, this glass panel of sorts leads to another small door. We go inside. CHEESEBUN.. more offices. Walk around a bit then still cant find. And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found another door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. We found the unit. Go there talk cock with the manager a bit, and it turns out we have to sell charity coupons. For every 10 coupons we sell ($2 ea), we earn a commision of $4. So i, being the more eloquent one, politely and tactfuly (i must add) told them that we were actually looking around and that this seemed to be the best offer so far. We intended to go for one last interview down the road, and if that didnt work out, we would get back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, after shaking her hand. We left and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, decided to have a little snack. So went to Sunshine plaza with clarence. Go look at gundam lol. But as the shop was closed, can only look. So oh well, went to this little eatery and had a bowl of wanton noodles as we discussed where to go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence made a few phonecalls to set up a few interviews. But ultimately, we decided to go back to Simlim. Went back and lo and behold. IT WAS OPEN !! So happy. went up there to sign our big name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at the list and realised we were the youngest. But oh well, might hire us to be promoters at the upcoming SITEX computer fair. 10 hrs for $20. Pays a bit low, but oh well. Give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rests fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that, i suggested to clarence to go to Parkway parade ( near marine parade) as i remembered seeing job offers there. So we took a nice long bus ride there and ended up in parkway. Headed straight to the icecream shop (i rmbed seeing a sign there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ice cream shop-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enquired for the job and were told that only one available is at Jurong point, parkway only hired fulltimers. So oh well. decided to sign up for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were signing up, the two cute cashiers came up to me and said : "work here very fun u know?" and in their hands were 2 full cups of icecream !! then the boss came up and said: "if ur wanna eat, dont eat near counter..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost fainted.. damm cool man. did i mention that they were very cute. But next to the fact that they are probably at least 16. Oh well... But free icecream anywhere any time.... SWEET (no pun intended :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after signing up, we walked around somemore but to no avail. All the HELP WANTED signs had those small print saying they wanted "O level students" or "Female only" etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bo pian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily clarence found another job ad. Sounded very sneaky though. It went something like this :" Fun environment, 3hrs only. Good pay. Make new friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO job scope mentioned whatsoever. I was saying that we were gonna be gigalos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we headed to orchard as that was the closest MRT to the area. (did i mention they didnt include a address, just a bloody road which belonged to so many many buildings.) so took another nice long ride there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was there that we got conned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were leaving the station when these 2 young cute ladies approached. One to me, one to him. Then the girl who was with me starting talking very very very quickly abt her organisation and what were their intentions. then she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute girl: Buy one keychain to help out. $10 only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl (who has no money and is thus looking for a job) : Sorry miss, but i really have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute girl (pouts and is thus cuter) : Arh.. please lar, buy one lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl (xin ruan): hey clarence, both of us share one ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clarence nods, girl with him also nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuter girl: no.. cannot !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: ahhh....ok how abt this, i donate can. $5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuter girl: ok lar, how abt $6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: $4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuter girl: ok ok $5 $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed her the money which she pocketed, then i decided to ask if she was working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: so is this a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuter girl (who now looks angry and thus only cute): huh? no no.. volunteer one, my grandma is part of this u see.. so wanna buy one keychain ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: -_- err no.. thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we dissapear into the crowd. Poor clarence, his xin ruan more than me, he bought a key chain. WHICH BROKE 20 MINUTES LATER !! But being the smart guy that i am, i saw which company which she was from - Outreach connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind. FOCUS. look for job. So we called the company. The guy said: ok go to Thong Teck Building. So we went there, adn then we realised we didnt ask for the floor and unit number. So we called again. This time, the voice told us to go to Far East plaza ( which was opposite) and then call this other number. So we went there grudgingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was again telling clarence, what a sneaky business this was. Sure become gigalo one. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went there and called the number and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN. The voice told us to go to Thong Teck Building, this time providing the floor name and unit number. So we walked back, but suddenly, got spammed by so many people selling pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBUN. All from Outreach connection. So dao them all, coz we donated liao mah. and go to the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the office and applied for the job. We were led to a room FILLED with youths. I was like : "cheesebun, everyone wants the job"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we signed the form and everything. Then we were told what we were gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you guessed it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE GONNA SELL PENS FOR OUTREACH CONNECTION !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesebun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. money is money. So they we read through some details abt the outreach connetion. the first line was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTREACH CONNECTION IS NOT A CHARITY ORGANISATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesebun. kenna con by that cute girl. then later on we were told by our "leader" that we get a 50% comission for everything we sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting two and two together means that that cute girl whom i donated to will be pocketing that $5 and not be using it to help needy families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nvm, we took the 2 pens we were given and went to sell them. Walked up and down the street trying to sell, but couldnt. but becoz we were pissed that we had been conned, we didnt want to continue, but to stop, we had to sell finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i came up with a plan .the leader can only follow one guy at one time. So both of us walk in different direction. Whoever he doesnt follow buys one of his own pen. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did that. he didnt follow me. I took one pen, put in my pocket and then took out $2 from my wallet and walked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met clarence and our leader. walked of f again. He followed me. Turned around and walked back. Met clarence. Both of us had only one pen left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: obviously we tried to sell on our way lar, but was turned down each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we manged to convice our leader that we were out of time, so we wondered if he could help us a bit. He grudgingly agreed probably on the account that we were noobs. So he helped us sell them . And being the nice guy he was, he gave us that comission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really expect that, i expected to lose $1 coz i only "sold" one pen which was worth $2. So thus, becoz of the 50% commision, i would only earn $1. thus i would lose $1. Follow me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he said: " nvm, $1 only. " so we went back, gave the money we "earned" and got our "commision". told the lady, we cant make it tmr but we would be back on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which case they called, i would be ray, and clarence would be john.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left asap and headed back to the MRT , towards the cute girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-payback-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back and started looking for that girl. She found us. She came up to us and said: " exucse me sir, could i have a minute of ur time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she did not remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i listened for 1 minute and said : "havent we had this conversation before? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me dumbly and seemed to be thinking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the nice guy that i was, i said : "$5 donation ring a bell?" to jog her memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took out the pens that we "bought" and went : "hey i'm selling it too ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at us and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHH.pricelsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral : buying stuff from a cute girl is dangerous....maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113267492566975232?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113267492566975232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113267492566975232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113267492566975232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113267492566975232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/job.html' title='job'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113249772683037423</id><published>2005-11-20T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:42:06.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad</title><content type='html'>i had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping the entire day with my family. So draggy, take so damm long to pick out what they want to buy. I cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out that in order to replace that lost 256MB Sd card, i must fork out $80 bloody bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My palm got a cramp while carrying some heavy stuff. Palm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other stuff i will not mention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr has to be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113249772683037423?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113249772683037423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113249772683037423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113249772683037423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113249772683037423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad.html' title='bad'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113241262436817866</id><published>2005-11-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:03:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WCG</title><content type='html'>Visited the WCG today at suntec. One word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so pro there, from CS to Halo2. I watched Team Titans (SG) vs Team EG (CANADA) in CS, and i must say, although we lost, Team Titans still rock. They are so professional, and show good teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, they lost. But in fact, no Singapore team won, the closest we got was a silver in DOA. Oh well.. they fought good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also saw the Ogre brothers in action. I read about them in the Straits Times a week back. They are supposedly very very very good. And i must say, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They usually won by a huge margin, like 50 -20. Proness. I shall now follow their MO. Charge up plasma pistol, fire. Switch to battlerifle and shoot. although its been used to death, seems to be the preferred methods amongst all the pros there to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a WCG tshirt there !! YAY. though, i'm set back by $15 now. Must rethink my buy list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the latest installment of the series. Not bad. At least it caught my attention throughout the show, unlike the Prisoner of Azkaban, where i was thinking abt other stuff during that show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, Cho Chang wasnt as pretty as how my mind made her out to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113241262436817866?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113241262436817866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113241262436817866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113241262436817866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113241262436817866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/wcg.html' title='WCG'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113214583465550264</id><published>2005-11-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:58:45.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR55</title><content type='html'>spent half my day talking to someone that i just knew about stuff that i have kept secret for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time, but that fortress really never got around to be rebuilt. Perhaps, i like it open and free. I lose depth and all, but perhaps i do like it, being open to others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps as they say it, the walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113214583465550264?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113214583465550264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113214583465550264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113214583465550264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113214583465550264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/cor55.html' title='COR55'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113211117991135945</id><published>2005-11-16T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:19:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>church</title><content type='html'>Back from church camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like writing about it, but i took away a few lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People are not who they seem ( both good and bad connotations to this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Trying works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being introverted and just hanging around with ones own clique gets you nowhere. Must go out and interact...mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i misusing magic? I used what little skills i had to entertain some of my dorm mates when they couldnt sleep and also once for making a bit of conversation. F*CK. i'm turning into what i swore i would never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My magic skills are totally subpar after so long without practice.. Go meng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. bought the book the Five People You Meet In Heaven. Though, i've read it before, i still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each life affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113211117991135945?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113211117991135945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113211117991135945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113211117991135945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113211117991135945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/church.html' title='church'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113171783117769060</id><published>2005-11-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:03:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR53</title><content type='html'>Impys gonna go hit on some tuisian girl tmr..i wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp tomorrow. cant be introverted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113171783117769060?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113171783117769060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113171783117769060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113171783117769060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113171783117769060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/cor53.html' title='COR53'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113162982151565769</id><published>2005-11-10T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:37:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR52</title><content type='html'>Got my flu jab today, bled like hell caused i moved my arm when the doctor injected it in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one in the family who tensed when the needle went in.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Suzuka manga volume 1 today, now must try and figure out all those strange chinese characters inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to austrailia for holiday...mmm...i love austrailia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj and Impy are super amorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a uncle now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going NP tmr.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, but i'm feeling super random today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113162982151565769?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113162982151565769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113162982151565769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113162982151565769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113162982151565769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/cor52.html' title='COR52'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113154624607826666</id><published>2005-11-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:52:01.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR51</title><content type='html'>Woke up feeling aimless. No school, no work, no pressure, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that impy also has that syndrome, where we feel aimless. anyway, as promised, i shall now post pictures of impy doing housework. Seems trival but i always had the impression that impy was a rich kid ( Sorry impy if ur reading this (which i know you will) and didnt do housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me... (just the no housework part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without further ado, pictures from my visit to impy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/housework1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impy with the vaccum cleaner plus Lokky screwing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/housework2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impy using the vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/lokky1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokky with his stun-till-my-mouth-is-open priceless hillarious look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v340/mythyee/lokky2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokky looking sick (which he inflicted on himself purposely by turning on the fan and the aircon at the same time and stoning infront of them.)&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Year 2s,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A very serious offence has been committed by cadets amongst your squad - AWOL [Absence Without Official Leave]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allow me to tell your squad a story. A Year 3 senior cadet once skip or commonly known as "pon" his LEAP session and went to Cineleisure with his friends for movie outing. The consequence? He ended up caught by me and was suspended from the comming CAPE. Morale of the story? AWOL and you will have to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frankly speaking, I do not wish to hand down such heavy punishments. But you guys simply give me every reason to do so! Cadets from 2B, you guys simply "pon" your revision training for your class chalet. I'm surprised and utterly disappointed when one of you actually insisted on going for the class chalet and skip your training despite Juan Boon's constant reminders! This kind of behaviour is just unexceptable. I will say it's bullshit if you cannot skip your class chalet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's take for example, I will like to commend Wang Shu for his responsiblity. Isn't him back for training although he went for the class chalet the day before?! I'm disgusted that the whole of 2B, only Wang Shu is responsible and wise enough to turn up punctually for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You guys are the most senior squad in training! How do you expect the EXCO 2004~2005 to hand over the heavy responsibility to you people when you can even make yourself present for training?! CAPE is coming. You guys jolly well have in mind what I will do to your ranks if you cannot give me a proper explanation. Physical punishments definitely will be handed down, it's only a matter of light and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reflect on your own doings. I will be seeing your squad for your badge test tomorrow. All the best and get yourself prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teams who wish to take part in bowling com, please register with Chan Keet Sir asap, by end of this week. TCHS students get to take part at a discount of 20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yours,CPL CHEN JING KANGYEAR TWO SQUAD NCO&lt;br /&gt;cc: Juan Boon, fyi&lt;/p&gt;Arh those were the days where we were all wild and reckless...loved them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113154624607826666?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113154624607826666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113154624607826666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113154624607826666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113154624607826666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/cor51.html' title='COR51'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113145840322564212</id><published>2005-11-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:02:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No surprise there, but for the first time in a long while have i felt what it feels like to lose. I would describe it as a hole in one heart, where one feels a bit empty inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hated dissapointing all my trainers who helped train me from zero to almost hero, but its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some unknown reason, i feel like trying again next year, if they allow me to that is. So now i got a new goal to achieve, next to the 3 that i have set aside already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a little something that i, myself, am proud of and that is i didnt back out. Although i didnt look like it, i never regretted going up there. I kept a promise i made to myself many blog-entries back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what i can and not have any regrets in life. If we cant go back in time, then we will travel down the correct path from the beginning. What one can do, and what one should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we ourselves, know that best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happily sad ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113145840322564212?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113145840322564212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113145840322564212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113145840322564212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113145840322564212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113136429232387480</id><published>2005-11-07T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:07:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER</title><content type='html'>its over man. My speech is over. My scripted part was ok, nat said i was tense though... but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu was baddddd....the topic was going green. I had it all memorised in that 10 mins i was given to prepare, but when i went up on stage, i just forgot almsot everything. Just stone there.... then had to restart all over again in my mind, talk and think at the same time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i dont really expect to win anything tomorrow, i am proud of myself. Its my first time going on stage to give a speech in front of so many people. Its not me to go up and address the audience, i usually either organise the whole thing, or just work from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never up-front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To someone who panics whenever he thinks of going up to the front of the class to present, and also to someone who stutters when hes under stress, i would say... i won myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal victory. mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche as it may sound, thats how i feel today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is officially over, time to thank people again.&lt;br /&gt;(in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj. (Trainer 1)&lt;br /&gt;Lokky. (Trainer 3)&lt;br /&gt;Zhenjie. ( Trainer 2)&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Yang. (Encourager)&lt;br /&gt;Louis. ( Semi-trainer)&lt;br /&gt;Nat :) (came down to support me? )&lt;br /&gt;Shan shan. ( moral support :p)&lt;br /&gt;Sam22. ( JOKER :) + moral support)&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Yi. (above + encourager)&lt;br /&gt;Jacky. (moral support?)&lt;br /&gt;Yinghao. (moral support?)&lt;br /&gt;Guo Yean (iffy, but oh well :)&lt;br /&gt;Kai Yao. ( ROX )&lt;br /&gt;Hui Jie. ( encourager)&lt;br /&gt;Li Hao. (SUZUKA CHAN)&lt;br /&gt;Chun Yin. (moral support?)&lt;br /&gt;Ngsc ( coolest house EVER)&lt;br /&gt;Laurang (...)&lt;br /&gt;Sis (moral support)&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Chang ( Encourager)&lt;br /&gt;The whole grp of speakers ( destressing when we were in the library)&lt;br /&gt;Zhiguang ( comic relief )&lt;br /&gt;Zhong Ying ( comic relief)&lt;br /&gt;Calvin (encourager + comic relief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all those who support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj and i were bullshitting about the chiobus we spotted today.....Hillarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113136429232387480?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113136429232387480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113136429232387480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113136429232387480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113136429232387480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/over.html' title='OVER'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113128079836065568</id><published>2005-11-06T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:43:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bankai</title><content type='html'>Went to uj's house with zhengjie and lokky to practice. mmm... they said i have reached the level liao. Tmr just go and do it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Education is a necessary evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it !! Tmr go school see chio bu only .............................................-_______________________- right................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore previous statement. Laura Ng called me today, said must wear council uni plus tie then must speak with confidence and speak with expression and go memorise script. WA LAO... freaking draggy... No wonder zhengjie gets so stressed talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think i was thinking of going on stage tomorrow and go do my best, if dont win then ok lor....at least i tried ( cliche but hell its comforting)... then knnb, she call me say I MUST WIN, ON HOMEGROUND MUST WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesebun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i slightly stress, fei ying bu ke. sigh, lucky impy, uj and lokky helped me today, or tmr i like sai kang like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we remember the first time we stood on our own feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we dont remember means we werent conscious of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why did we stand up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are born with the knowledge of how to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds all know how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish all know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because we know it as such, we try to be even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what we have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we all know it deep inside, that we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possess this kind of strength... &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANKAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113128079836065568?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113128079836065568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113128079836065568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113128079836065568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113128079836065568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/bankai.html' title='bankai'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113120153874984011</id><published>2005-11-05T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:38:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair</title><content type='html'>arh... my hair is TOO SHORT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom say must go cut hair, then resist can only resist that much. So go cut hair lor. Told the lady to cut slightly shorter...just slightly. And she cut till like short ass like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113120153874984011?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113120153874984011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113120153874984011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113120153874984011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113120153874984011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair.html' title='hair'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113118628605917705</id><published>2005-11-05T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:24:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go</title><content type='html'>Got to get my script up and running before my final preparation tomorrow with impy and uj. I feel i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to thank these ppls for supporting me.&lt;br /&gt;(in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UJ.&lt;br /&gt;Impy.&lt;br /&gt;Lokky.&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyang.&lt;br /&gt;Li Hao.&lt;br /&gt;Louis.&lt;br /&gt;CC.&lt;br /&gt;Sam 22.&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Yi.&lt;br /&gt;Yinghao.&lt;br /&gt;Nat.&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;Zhiguang.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;Da Yong.&lt;br /&gt;and those i cant rmb.&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are the eraser dust I blow off my page.&lt;br /&gt;They fade into emptiness another dark, gray day.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are the only memory of the plans have back then.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are eraser dust and now I use a pen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113118628605917705?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113118628605917705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113118628605917705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113118628605917705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113118628605917705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/go.html' title='go'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113111543011369492</id><published>2005-11-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:43:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistake?</title><content type='html'>supposedly 3rd in class. Dont really feel very happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got cut across the left index finger today, bled like mad. Left plenty of bloodstains on the floor in school, scared the shit out of those who saw me. Luckily Ten had a plaster, managed to stop the flow of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another round of practice today. Need to project my voice further, be less gentle. This was what louis and eveyone said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised my problem is surfacing again, i cant say some words. And that one word this time is TO. Yes a simple word that we use everyday. And i cant say it. GDI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uj gave a mock impromptu topic today, on Colors. I wanted to say. "I'm feeling blue right now, shoot me till you see red." Morbid but apt. I'm afraid again, GDI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 2 more days. Lokky plus Uj plus Zhenjie helping me on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time cant turn me from zero to hero. But perhaps they can. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a world in a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;and a heaven in a wild flower,&lt;br /&gt;hold infinity in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;and eternity in an hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113111543011369492?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113111543011369492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113111543011369492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113111543011369492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113111543011369492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/mistake.html' title='mistake?'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113093576840633661</id><published>2005-11-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:49:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>master</title><content type='html'>did my reheasal for my speech today. And i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke too fast, didnt enuciate clearly, points very wierd, posture also unbalanced, voice not loud enough and hardest of all, not enough conviction. Thats what most of them said at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, got almost everything done except the conviction part. To tell the truth, i have absolutely no interest in NE. And given a choice, i wouldnt want to be part of this. So my conviction part is quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw louis perform my script today WITH conviction. i would say fantastic. Very well done, no wonder hes a debater. If every school is sending in a debater. I'm owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've still got a bit of time.  I've got 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, just enought time to turn from zero to hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we attribute events to destiny, why then do we struggle to live? All living things are born and in turn, they will die eventually. Thats all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this then mean, that it is pointless and futile to wish or hope for anything? Perhaps the answer is no. It's simply the truth behind we, human beings and this world that we love so much. No matter how long or hard you strive, people sometimes do not recognize what they should. Its something that everyone should know but forgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of life then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how the going gets tough, we still choose life. As if we were resisting something, as if we were longing for something.What are we to do when we find out that our wishes will not be fulfilled, when we find out that life has been completely destined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows of such a thing. We only know about ourselves, our hopes and fears. Life is like moving through a maze. There are always many paths in front of us and yet we always choose one and simply follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all believe that whats at the end of the path is what we have always been wishing for. And perhaps, we follow that path just to confirm that there is nothing for us in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've decided" "it couldnt be helped"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who decided it, what did they decide ? Was that really by choice ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Were we the one who really chose it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps what we wished for was actually beyond the path that we werent able to choose. A path that we did not choose might as well have never existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot go back, no matter how much we look back. We cannot change anything. What we can do is to keep moving forward into the unforeseeable future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some place other than here, some time other than now.That wonderful dream must be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we then do what it takes to search for what we wish for, perhaps even walking the path of bloodshed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather unfortunate wouldnt it ? Thus far, am i saying that there is no salvation?The question is, What is salvation ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it for all our wishes and hopes to come true ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it wasnt meant to be like this" "It wasnt supposed to happen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it for our wishes to be granted, to turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then who can say that we wont make a mistake the next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just who decided it? And what was decided?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we cant go back in time, then we will travel down the correct path from the beginning. What one can do, and what one should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we ourselves, know that best.&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the good old days of my blog?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113093576840633661?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113093576840633661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113093576840633661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113093576840633661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113093576840633661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/11/master.html' title='master'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113077298836077684</id><published>2005-10-31T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T23:36:28.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>control</title><content type='html'>i've got it under control. Practice, practice and practice. Memorise, memorise and memorise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart be still and the tongue will flow.&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.05 short of being in towerblock. Oh well. I tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 5 hrs editing the website and poster, running from the staffroom to the library to work. Utter waste of time. Best part is, that i left my bag in the library and when i went back to the library at 5 plus, it was closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the bus, i searched through my pockets for my mp3 player and i found out that my SD card which is used to expend my memory is missing !! WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then as i emptied my pockets to find it, i realised my thumbdrive was missing. dammit.  Lokky says he thinks it's with ngsc, but i dont think so, i think i left it in the lib, on the table. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, got loads of stuff to find. Bad day today..bad bad day. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, i think i'm getting better XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113077298836077684?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113077298836077684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113077298836077684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113077298836077684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113077298836077684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/control.html' title='control'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113068969049322650</id><published>2005-10-31T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:28:10.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overcome</title><content type='html'>zhenjie is one cool guy. Infinite thanks impy. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech done, now must let laurang hear it and let her edit it. Then after that, i will devote all my time memorising my script and meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you heard me right, meditating. I must focus to rid myself of all fear ! As cheesy that sounds, it has to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cast off your fear and look foward&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will now be the code i will live by until HIC is over.&lt;br /&gt;Will blog with a more serious entry tmr, now off to meditate..lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113068969049322650?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113068969049322650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113068969049322650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113068969049322650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113068969049322650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/overcome.html' title='overcome'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113057201810822844</id><published>2005-10-29T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:47:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choice</title><content type='html'>calm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast off your fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look foward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113057201810822844?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113057201810822844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113057201810822844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113057201810822844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113057201810822844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/choice.html' title='choice'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113051003158736280</id><published>2005-10-28T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:33:51.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheesebun</title><content type='html'>its almost official.. i am representing the school for HIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of screwing up and making the school lose. Laura Ng says that since we're on homeground, i cant lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other schools are supposedly sending in the big guns, debate members, toastmasters, their equilvilant of HP and the like. and what HCI sending in is a guy whos afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to screw up. The thing thats gnawing at my heart is that i might stutter and bamm, i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to just walk up to Laura Ng and tell her that i cant do it. If you want to win, you've got the wrong guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the otherhand, i dont want to regret not joining this. I told myself once, never regret, grab every opportunity that comes by, so that even if i fail, i can say i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something this big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know. What if i drop out of this, and since we cant choose HP people or people who are already reknown for being fantastic speakers, we get someone whos worst then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would i say that its my fault. Giving the school someone whos worst off then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, to put it nicely, i do have a fighting chance. A tad small, but chance nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cast off your fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look foward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go foward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stand still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113051003158736280?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113051003158736280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113051003158736280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113051003158736280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113051003158736280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/cheesebun.html' title='cheesebun'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113041115596553640</id><published>2005-10-27T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T19:05:55.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble</title><content type='html'>in retrospect, my previous entry seems wierd...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in trouble. It seems that miss Laura ng has seen me fit to give 2 speeches during HIC. One is impromptu somemore. I'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that i was recommended by a teacher and some classmates. Crap. I repeat, i am not a good enough speaker. I stutter under stress dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be ok if it was only my schoolmates, but i've to give this 2 speeches in front of a panel of judges and 8 other schools. If i screw up, i can kiss my acdemic + social life good bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a bit of direction in life. Random? Nah, purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113041115596553640?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113041115596553640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113041115596553640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113041115596553640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113041115596553640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/trouble.html' title='trouble'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113034371644060491</id><published>2005-10-27T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T00:26:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet</title><content type='html'>quiet trips on buses always make me sit down and think about my day. I feel i understand more about the different aspects of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is and what will, all these visible only in the mind's eye. I cant help think of the future and ask who and what will i be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the answer comes in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what i do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do, will definetly have an impact in the future, thats why its the future isnt it. The collection of our actions in the past make up our future, and that in turn makes up our past again. And the cycle never fails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided what i will and must do. The three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the body can acheive is only limited by what the mind can conceive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113034371644060491?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113034371644060491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113034371644060491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113034371644060491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113034371644060491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/quiet.html' title='quiet'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-113025273366455531</id><published>2005-10-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:05:33.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR37</title><content type='html'>All results out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem 69 ( Rather good mark relative to my classmates )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phy 91 ( imba )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths exempted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng  63 ( Horrible, lowest... EVER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi 64 ( YAY ! Chi improve )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push push push&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-113025273366455531?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/113025273366455531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=113025273366455531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113025273366455531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/113025273366455531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/cor37.html' title='COR37'/><author><name>Daryl</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-16136246.post-112999086658275563</id><published>2005-10-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:21:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COR36</title><content type='html'>All endings are also beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 3 things to do by start of nxt year. Be fitter, smarter, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope lokky doesnt fail maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save the world. get the ????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16136246-112999086658275563?l=innocentstarter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/feeds/112999086658275563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16136246&amp;postID=112999086658275563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/112999086658275563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16136246/posts/default/112999086658275563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentstarter.blogspot.com/2005/10/cor36.html' title='COR36'/><author><name>Daryl</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></feed>
