<?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-8673575</id><updated>2011-07-02T20:06:21.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aLLiCanSay</title><subtitle type='html'>haha . . Come and see what i gonna say. . Come and listen to my craps and pick up some useful crapping skills which can be applicable to your life.  . LOlx. . </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112486572434532172</id><published>2005-08-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:42:04.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Celebrating my 100th post. . . .! ! Woo~!~!. . .  I skipped school again. . . today. . . but well, despite my kind initial intention for skipping school, it turned out evil. .. What i wanted to do at home was to have some extra time for extra revision, but it became otherwise. . . Since i woke up at about 10.30, been slacking in front of my computer. . . Well, i just rekindled my interest in football manager game and was currently sorta addicted to playing it. . . . Haiz. . . Maybe i will study some gp later. . . but i fear i will have a date to k box again. . . . Wahahaa. . . . Gp exam is around the corner and i had got some materials from wanteng, will be going to read some of them later. . . . I'm feeling so tired man, i wander if i should go and get some rest. . . haha. . . i guess i'm gonna waste this day away just like that. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112486572434532172?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112486572434532172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112486572434532172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112486572434532172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112486572434532172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/100th-post.html' title='100th post!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112462662041616722</id><published>2005-08-21T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T05:17:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A B C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh yes. . . ! Going into holiday soon. . . ! This week gonna be the last week of school before entering study leave and then. . . the preliminary examinations. . .! Hey why am i getting so excited about it. . ? Examinations are COMING!! I promise i must do well this time. . .! Let me set a target for myself. . . A B C. . ? I shall try my best to get an A this time for math. . . Remember. . ? I am statistics King. . ! B will most probably goes to chemistry. . . Don't be stunned. . I knew it's gonna difficult but well, i am going for it. . . B! C for physics. .? I must admit physics is my weakest subject, many of the concepts inside i still couldn't get them quite right. . . C will be a fair result. . . Of course, who don't want A A A. . .? I certainly hope A A A for A level. . . but since i didn't wanna peak too quickly, A B C shall be considered wonderful results. . . Okie well, all talks but no actions will not get me good grades. . . My plan is to try to get myself to do as many questions as possible. . . Shall get myself some papers to do during the study leave. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . . GP paper gonna start this friday. . . I was actually quite worried. . . Have been failing my GP papers ever since the last Mid year which i miraculously got a C5. . . . I cannot leave it to fate this time as i know lady luck won't always be on my side. . . So. . . must study. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To what i did this week. . . . Was studying with Wan Teng and Chee Yong for the past two days. . . Studying. . .? Not totally. . . We did have got some fun playing with magic. . . Haha. . . Found some new fun and got it recorded on my phone. . . . Hahaha. . .! Then on Wednesday, went k box after school with Sen Rong. . . Had a good time singing and i really think that singing has become another passion of mine. . . . Know my voice belongs to those 'cannot make it' category but passion is one that you like and needs no recognition. . . Went for a dental appointment on tuesday and was delighted to hear that i may be able to remove my braces on my next visit there. . . Woohoo. . .! I certainly hope i look presentable when i open my mouth before the Graduation Nite. . . The rest of the days are just usual days for me. . . . nothing worth mentioning. . . Gonna stop here. . . . Hope i have a fine week ahead. . . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112462662041616722?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112462662041616722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112462662041616722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112462662041616722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112462662041616722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/b-c.html' title='A B C'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112377763404697984</id><published>2005-08-11T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:27:14.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Derrick's out. . . Though it was sorta an expected result. . . I couldn't help feeling disappointed and upset over his exit of the competition. . . The last song he sang. . . Hao Xiang Ni. . . Deeply touched me and i could feel tears accumulating in my eyes. . . Couldn't imagine, such a person who managed to present such a voice that raise such emotion in people heart have to be eliminated from the competition eventually. . . I watched with a heavy heart, as though unwilling to see him leave the competition, as he expressed his heartfelt appreciation and thank you to his supporters with his song, a totally touching scene. . . Haiz. . Well. . . Really hopes to see him perform on stage again, just hope maybe someday he will get back this chance of becoming a superstar. . . All the best to him. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112377763404697984?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112377763404697984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112377763404697984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112377763404697984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112377763404697984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-song.html' title='The Last Song'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112358397654720079</id><published>2005-08-09T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:39:36.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 years of Independent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Guess what day is it today. . ? It's Singapore 40th birthday. . ! Happy Birthday Singapore. . !!! Wee!!!! Wahahaa. . . Know what. . ? I actually spent the entire morning of this day having soccer training with my v3 team-mates. . . It's been so long since we had our last training and it is good to see everyone still in good shape. . . Well. . . Despite my extreme late coming records, i was the first to reach today. . . and on the dot of the time we supposed to meet, 7.30am. . . After reaching, i could even afford to take out my discman to listen finish the entire album i had before everyone reached. . . 7.30am. . . but most of them reached at about 8.15am, horribly late. . . Anyway. . . All of us did have a good game though the sun was killing us with the heat. . .  Depleted my energy after the game and i had an uneasy sleep at home under the tremendously hot weather until just now. . . Alright. . . To yesterday. . .Went K box again. . . Rong taught me to sing and well, i felt i am so pro now. . . Wahaha. . . Just kidding, but i guess i don't sound so bad now. . . Can sing Jay Zhou's Jie Ko without 'chao siah' already.  . Wee. . ! What an achievement. . .! Well, it's really fun and i think i am addicted to singing. . .! Suddenly feel like going k box everyday. . . But. . . budget man. .! Accompanied Zhen Wei to Junction 8 and we had our dinner at a chinese restaurant which was located at the ground floor there. . . One word to describe the food there. . . 'god-like'. . . felt like i was in heaven after tasting the pork rib fried egg rice and dumplings there. . . . Though it cost $50 over for 3 of us. . . it was really worth it. . . Everything was good there, the food, the service. . . the atmosphere. . . strongly recommend everyone to go there and try. . .! Yea. .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okie man. . . i have not study from yesterday now, i think i needa go do some work before my conscience strike me. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112358397654720079?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112358397654720079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112358397654720079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112358397654720079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112358397654720079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/40-years-of-independent.html' title='40 years of Independent'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112347885026492519</id><published>2005-08-07T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T22:27:30.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another silver. . And that adds up my total medal tally to 1 bronze and 1 silver. . . Got my trophy for the inter-house soccer today. . . Though it was rather a disappointing second, but at least it's better than nothing at all. . . I changed my mind and turned up for school today, after some serious considerations. . . And i did regret my decision somehow. . . They said there will be a concert. . . yes there is some prize presentation and few performances which were barely up to standard. . . but a concert. .? Well, actually my reason for going to school today was to tell Zixiang something about Eunice then bring him to support the booth which Samantha had told me to go when i saw her yesterday. . . Eventually, that did not occur as we saw no sign of any of them when we were there. . . So. . . i guess the only thing worthwhile of my trip back to school today was a absolutely heavy breakfast i had with them. . . 2 plain pratas, 1 egg onion prata and one plate of wanton mee. . . I felt real full and my stomach bloated until now. . . Tried getting some sleep just now, but the 'inflated' stomach is getting on my way to dreamland. . . I shall give a second try later. . . Before i end. . . Again, Happy Birthday Singapore. . .! wAhaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112347885026492519?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112347885026492519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112347885026492519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112347885026492519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112347885026492519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112334555436054611</id><published>2005-08-06T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T09:25:54.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been a dull and quiet day for me. . . spent the whole day at home except a mere 2 hours of studying outside with Lester just now. . . He will be taking his O level exam later this year and it's really good to see these guys taking effort out to prepare for it. . . My v3 boys. . . I could say that i watch them grow up and they really has been a very playful in my eyes. . . My impression of them is that they will not take their studies seriously, only thing that matters to them is soccer and fun outside. . . But now, i see many of them like Ce Jie and Lester have change, at least i see them bother to meet outside to study. . . . I came to this conclusion that there is some point of time in our life where we will encounter changes, to become more mature and serious of our own life. . . They have become more mature, and they now know they have to study. . . It's a good phenomenon. . . However, it's sad to say that few others still have not been able to wake up to their senses, or i should say they have not reach the stage of maturity to think for themselves. . . Tiong Heng is one good example. . . Saw him last Sunday at hougang point, that's why i was reminded of him. . . He was an intelligent boy. . . From a simple, mischievious and playful EM3 boy, this guy stunned everyone by coming out top in the whole cohort among the EM3 students in his school during the PSLE. . . He was inside the top 10 list among the whole nation's EM3 cohort and earned himself a place in the normal academic stream. . . It was a remarkable feat, i don't think i will be able to do the same if i was in the same situation. . . Yet however, he did not cherish the chance that heaven has gave him. . . Not long after he enter secondary school, he began playing truant, skipping classes and creating lotsa of menace in school. . . He flung his tests and exams in school and eventually, he was relegated to the normal technical stream in order to get himself promoted to secondary 2. . . In between this time, he nearly got himself expelled by the school in many occasion for his disciplinary problems. . . Finally, he decided to drop himself out of school during secondary school. . . He choose to work outside, join his lion dance troupe and mix with bad companies. . . It's a waste. . . I could frankly say this guy is blessed with lotsa of gifts from the heaven. . He is intelligent, but intelligent without hardwork is as good as useless. . . He is also quite gifted in soccer, in fact, he was the one who brought me into playing soccer, though he is younger than me. . . I used to ever tried talking to him before, but well, he never listens. . . well anyway, it's his life. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . . to the summary of this week. . . well. . . tiring, stress up and unhappy. . . Bombarded with tests, assignments and i wasn't feeling too good with many things. . Having to do two tests on tuesday was totally a joke. . . It's difficult for me to concentrate and i guess i should be preparing for the worst possible results. . . Heard that other school's students are already mugging extremely hard for the A level and felt really ashame to still be here slacking, watching tv and on the com most of the time at home. . . I'm guilty but what can i do. . ? i seriously need some motivation. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's great that it will be a long holiday for me. . . A 5 days holiday. .! isn't that cool. . . Monday is supposed to go to school but who cares. . ? I rather spend the 3 hours schedule for some concert for national day celebration at home sleeping. . . Don't be misunderstood, not mean that i don't want to celebrate the nation's birthday, but well, i mean i don't want to go to school just for the sake of spending three hours watching concert there. . . I love Singapore man. .! Happy Birthday Singapore. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112334555436054611?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112334555436054611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112334555436054611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112334555436054611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112334555436054611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/08/grow-up.html' title='Grow Up'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112265485469164660</id><published>2005-07-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:34:14.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been a tiring week. . . And today was a horrible day. . . a horrible day to end the week. . . a horrible day where i thought, i will be failing both the test that i had took. . . GP is the start. . . And it's a bad start. . . The comprehension passage pissed me off so much towards the end that i didn't bother to give much thoughts to the words i wrote as the answer. . . Twice and thrice i flipped through the questions and passage but still unable to got hold of what they are saying about. . . With the time pressing on and my stomach protesting, all i could think was to finish the test as soon as possible and go for a bite. . . I followed my way without a second thought and well, this means that i stands a high chance to fail. . again. . . What follows was a math lecture test on statistics. . . Being a self proclaimed statistics king, i went into the paper with much confident and complacency. . . And guess what, i finish the paper with a look of disgust and disappointment. . . I looked at the first question of the script. . . i was stunned, set into a mind of emptiness and blanks. . . Never seen such question before, not in the 10 years series, not in the past years prelim questions. . . I skipped to the second question, it was not as tough. . . i easily finished the first part without sweat, but only to find myself strucked at the second part. . . Again, i skipped to the last and third question. . . It took me some time and i struggled through. . . but after confirmation with the others, i realised the answer i got was wrong. . . That left me with a possible score of less than 10 out of 30, a sure failure. . . My day just rocked to the most bottom level like this, suddenly have the urge to go home immediately. . . Demoralised. . . Haiz. . . Alright anyway, been slacking so much for the week and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;now, i shall make up with it using my weekend time. . . Work hard work hard work hard. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112265485469164660?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112265485469164660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112265485469164660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112265485469164660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112265485469164660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/horrible-man.html' title='Horrible man'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112237353836129324</id><published>2005-07-26T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T03:25:38.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haiz. . tiring day. . . Came back home after the extra chemistry lecture. . . I feel like going to sleep now, but will have to wait for my hair. . . that has no sign of growing any longer since the day i cut, to dry. . . miss my layer. . . The weather's good today. . . Raining cats and dogs this morning, and it has been staying cool since then. . . Guess i will have a good sleep later. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To yesterday's inter-house soccer final. . . Yes. . we lost. . . The 0-0 draw was not good enough to got us the 1st position we wanted. . . The Draco team was said to be a superior side, got their own jersey made and appears to invincible. . . but when we got in to the game, we realised. . . they were not as what it was said and believed. . . I have to admit that i have an easier time yesterday than the previous few games against Orion and Cetus. . . but yet the team going to pick up the champion trophy was a much less technically and tactically inferior team. . . Perhaps it's the year of the Reds. . . how Arsenal clinched the FA cup and Liverpool won the Champion's League. . . We dominated the second half, knowing that we will have to score to win, we were all out to attack. . . The number of chances we created was far greater than the combined total number of chances we have created for the previous few games. . . Unfortunately, lady luck obviously wasn't on our side that day. . . The shots were either deflected off the posts or just misses by a slight touch. . . All of us really gave our best to it. . . The weather brought the final part of the game to a climax by giving us a downpour. . . This not only makes the game more exciting, but the situation more tense, as we push on for a goal. . . Liang Shi was on his form again as he dribbled past 4 players before sending a short pass to the striker who misses his shot. . . His second attempt to attack was a shot that send just inches wide off the goal. . . A remarkable offensive attempts by a fellow defender. . . So, in the end, no goals for either side and we have to settle for second position due to their much superior goal difference. . . Despite this, i was still rather happy with the progress we had made and rather satisfied with the achievement. . Afterall, we were not the favourite and worst, after the narrow win against the weaker Orion 2 team, which we were expected to win easily, the thoughts that we were come so far almost vanished completely. . . It's a remarkable achievement already. . . Then, my partnership with Liang Shi at the centre was still unbeatable. . . Conceded zero goal since the first time we tag at the Cetus match. . . Achievement. .! So. . . Well done team. . .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112237353836129324?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112237353836129324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112237353836129324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112237353836129324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112237353836129324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/second.html' title='Second!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112213370706938899</id><published>2005-07-23T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T08:48:27.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A sudden resemblance. . . brought back the memories. . . regrets. . . i could have do more, but i didn't. . . and then i realised. . . it's the end. . A song by Jay Zhou. . . Hui Dao Guo Qu. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This week has been particularly fast. . . maybe's because of the many breaks i took in between the days. . . I got myself so many opportunities to slack and relax. . Monday was an early day, got to be released at 1.45pm rather than an usual 4.00pm due to the A level Mother tongue listening. . . Tuesday was as usual, an early day, finishing lessons at 1.45pm. . though we got chemistry extra lecture after that, it only lasted for another hour, considerably short compared to the previous few occasions. . Wednesday. . Got myself a break from school. . . It's SRJCians day and though we were still supposed to report to school, i just heck care about it and skipped the whole day. . . Spending the time to sleep and rest my sickly body. .  . down with a flu. . . And well thursday. . . it was supposed to be the longest day for the week but yet it turned out to be directly opposite. . Mr Tay was caught up with something and wasn't able to attend to our practical lesson and the PE lessons for the last two periods were no more since i have passed my NAPFA test. . . So. . that enables me to finish as early as 1.45. . . Friday was another breeze as it ended at 2.30, with Mr Tay cancelling the physic remedial. . . For the whole of this week, it was as though i am practically going to school from 730 to 145 only, how fantastic will it be if this could be the case every week. . ? Going along with this was two pegasus inter-house soccer games. . . Two full match, two victories, two 1-0, two words to describe. . . 'absolutely marvellous'. . ! Up against the Orion team on friday, though we didn't show as much as the fighting spirit we displayed against the Cetus team, but it was all, enough to secure a win and earned us a place in the final with Draco team. . . The final will be played on Monday. . . Draco team will be the favourite to win, given their understanding 3-1 win against the Orion team which we could only beat by 1 goal. . . But well, you never knows till the end, i shall give my best shot to give them no chance to score. . . Go for the Gold, pegasus. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112213370706938899?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112213370706938899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112213370706938899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112213370706938899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112213370706938899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-week.html' title='A Good Week'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112185845157973878</id><published>2005-07-20T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T04:20:51.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Expended so much energy on my last entry that i could hardly find myself in the condition to send in another for so long. . . Wahahaa. . Rubbish. .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's SRJCian day. . . and. . i've intended to skip school actually. . . And well. . i eventually did it. . but i realised i have to. . . i find myself down with a flu. . . . Sneezing like crazy. . ! The weather these few days were great. . . but it's killing me. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Talk about what happened last few days. . . played an inter-house soccer game on Monday. . . Up against the Cetus side which consists of many school team players. . . Started the game as the dark horse. . . the dark pegasus. . . The odds were really against us to win the game. . . And then it started off. . . The Cetus team live up to their name, dominated the game, threatening to set up a possible thrashing game. . . With Mr Teng at the last man controlling the backline, and the impressive Yao yang holding the play and leading the attack at the mid line, it seem so impossible for us to even get onto the scoresheet. . . But. . . We showed that we were no push-over too. . . Though not able to get into the play and threaten the opponent with much attacking opportunities, the defense held up well against the progressive bombardments from the opposing side. . . Liang Shi was particularly impressive and effective as the last man, as the opponent find themselves having a hard time breaking down our stubborn defensive play. . . It look as though the game will go into half-time with no break-through until. . . a chance that came from nowhere emerged. . . Hong Da, our fellow 2S28 striker suddenly found himself in space, one of one with his ex-Monfortian counterpart Chun Ji. . . While everybody will think that the more technically inclined Chun Ji will have no difficulty taking on Hong da, read on . . By a stroke of luck, Hong Da did manage to get himself past Chun Ji and shoot. . . . ! The ball, though not accompanied with much force or power, miraculous got past the the desperate fully-sketched goalkeeper. . . A moment of brilliant. . .! Oh no. . A moment of sheer luck. . .! With this unexpected goal, we ended the first half, leading by 1-0. . . The second half started off with an even intense pressure from the opponent. . . For many times they were so close to scoring, if not from some brilliant saves from our school team goalkeeper Weiliang and some last minutes tackles from me and Liang Shi. . .  Nevertheless, we managed to hold off the opponent attack and emerged victorious in the end. . . A good game for everybody. . . though it was rather an unexpected and uneasy win. . . . Wahaha. . . Look forward to the next game now, after securing two wins. . . Woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112185845157973878?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112185845157973878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112185845157973878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112185845157973878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112185845157973878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/victorious.html' title='Victorious'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112116543611373352</id><published>2005-07-12T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T03:50:36.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been stormy. . . So stormy. . . Seem to me that this is only gonna get worst. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I realised. . . how fragile friendship can be. . . It's been cool. . . It's been fun. . . It's been enjoyable. . . but then. . . it became disheartening. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody wants to be lonely. . . Everyone wants to be in the central of attraction, wants to be well-liked by all. . . Some people are born to be attractive, to be charistmatic, well- loved and popular among all. . . Many don't. . . Some fought hard to gain it. . . Others hide themselves quietly in a corner, hoping one day that heaven will just pity them, and make them one among the popular ones. . . Men are not perfect, everyone make mistakes. . . especially when you are too desperate for something. . But people could only see your faults, not read your thoughts and understand your cause. . . One wrong move, you are condemned. . . Totally not a bit of mercy at all. . . Men are egoistic animals, they don't admit and accept their mistake until they see it themselves. . . That makes them vulnerable to conflicts. . . It's an identical characteristics for all of us, and why can't we just be more tolerance for one another. . ? Well, maybe one day you just end up in a similar situation and there you wish someone might have been more tolerance. . . We all learned from young to put yourself in another shoe before criticising anyone. . and to forgive and forget. . . All of us said it, but so few did it. . . It's ironic. . . It's a world where people say one thing, and do another. . . a world full of contradictions. . . Another scenario. . We've been taught to stand out and admit to our mistakes. . . but truly, how many really did it. . ? Again, it's another contradiction, as when it really comes to something serious, or concern your personal well-being, few will do so. . . Most choose to point finger at others, especially at those weaker, more vulnerable ones. . . It's bullying. . . It's been a culture of human civilisation. . . The stronger bullies the weaker ones, just like how countries used to go to war, how colonisation had started last time. . If you are weak, if you belongs to the minority, then you will be vulnerable to being one of those being pointed fingers at. . This brings to the fact that, in this world, if you belong to the more influential, more popular and more powerful(in terms of ability to speak with force) group, you win. . What you say becomes law and theory, if not, all of them are rubbish, as no one will bother to listen. . . The powerful group get the majority of the attention, influence people to think like them and makes them outcast the minority. . . It's a kinda of politics that take place everywhere. . . Been wandering why i've come to all these. . . Well. . It's my Da Vincl Code you are reading. . ! Haiz. . Forgive my rubbish. . . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112116543611373352?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112116543611373352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112116543611373352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112116543611373352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112116543611373352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/rubbish-talk.html' title='Rubbish Talk'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112090000145057762</id><published>2005-07-09T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T02:06:43.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More ODAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was among the audience, witnessing the passing out ceremony of my fellow ODAC senior members just one year ago. . . And with less than a year later, there i am, being of one of those being sent off in the Annual General Meeting. . . I can't help by saying again, time really flies. . .! But i don't sigh, for i believe i can look forward to other more exciting stuffs ahead. . . This year's ceremony was slightly different, with no past batches seniors attending. . . But anyway, i felt much more comfortable without their presence. . . Besides that, Felicia was doing a comparatively remarkable job with the video presentation. . . It heart-warming, touching, entertaining, funny etc etc. . . I didn't have as much laughters as the rest, because i got the opportunity to watch it once before(at a lousier quality though), yet certainly i enjoyed it. . . even if i have to watch it 3, 4 or 5 times. . . It rekindles the happy memories we shared for the past months and year. . . The video ended, and it marks the end of our journey in ODAC, and the beginning of the new batch of ODACIANs. . I got my logistic position passed to Yuan Long. . He's definitely not the ideal man for the job, and i'm sure he's disappointed not to have got his desired position- vice president. . But as i said, logistics is just like the foundation of a building, without it, the whole building will collapse, and therefore, we are important people of the corporation too. . . Anyway, i trust he will do a good job, and i have to. . . As for the presidency, it goes to Yong Quan. . I voted for Syahril for the position, because of his eloquent and ability to command respect. . . But as for the result, i thought, Yong Quan will make a good president too. . . So anyway, ODAC is history now, and i guess people like me will soon be forgotten. . . Alright, so after all these official ceremonies, we gathered, celebrated and rejoiced before our bunch of year 2 gang went to Marina Bay for a steamboat feast. . . It was supposed to be a great day, great time, great moment. . . It will be. . . if not for some misunderstandings between Shi Rui and Sally. . i was caught in between the two, feeling myself suffocated. . . Sally was deeply depressed by the incident and did not attend the dinner eventually. . Shi Rui was traumatised by his guilt of causing the incident, drinking quite some a bit during the dinner and burying himself in sadness initially. . . That all really spoiled the atmosphere. . . Anyway, just hope they will be able to bury the hatchet and return to usual terms again. . . Haiz!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112090000145057762?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112090000145057762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112090000145057762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112090000145057762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112090000145057762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-more-odac.html' title='No More ODAC'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112074503663158544</id><published>2005-07-07T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T07:03:56.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(_).(_)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been catching the 8.30pm jue dui superstar show these few days. . . Seeing these competitors sing, perform. . on the stage really sorta rekindled one of my childhood ambition- to be a pop singer. . . Wahaha. . . Well. . i love to sing, but a dream is afterall. . . a dream. . . i clearly understood my ability. . . so it will always remains. . . a dream. . . or perhaps. . a favourite pastime. . for i will visit k box once in a while. . . to sing my heart out. . . Wahaha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been some times since i last update. . . Was actually trying to blog ever since monday. . . but found myself in a lost of thoughts, not really able to put down my thoughts in words very well. . . Alright. . . Spent an evening playing soccer with some my classmates today. . . We played a match against 2s28 and so. . . the outcome is 2-2, if i'm not wrong. . . We were the losing side most of the time, the opponent was stronger and faster than us. . . Not very impressive in terms of skill though, they dominated us with their more superior passing abilities. . . Having not touch the game for quite so long, felt myself getting a bit rusty. . . Of course, i still did my best. . . as i always will, while in a game. . . It's only in soccer that i found myself. . . that's what Sen Rong told me. . . ever that serious, hardworking, fearless and determined. . . i always portray myself as a commanding presence in a team. . . for i will always shout. . . command. . . i'm not sure whether this was correct, but i was taught or more of being influenced, in my school team years to be like this. . . i knew of somebody who said i'm 'cocky' in the game. . . most probably because of this. . . but i didn't care much, because that's my style. . . Wahahaaa. . . Anyway, i wouldn't rate my performance today, i just knew i did my best and snatched an equaliser for my side. . . before i got myself a muscle clamped which ended the game. . . Felt myself getting old. . . not as strong physically as before. . . still can recall the time where i can run around playing soccer all day round without getting the slightest bit of injury. . . Haiz. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The class has always appeared so fun and peaceful. . . everybody are just easy to get along and we just love and enjoyed everyone's presence. . . but no. . . not till yesterday when we discovered some politics, some displeasure. . . Though it isn't concerning a big group, but anyway. . . after hearing, discussing and analysing the incident, i still hope everyone just stay happy and enjoy in the class. . . This's a superb class i have and really have no wish to see anyone fell out because of anything. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alright. . . i'm leaving for another show. . .!&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/8673575-112074503663158544?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112074503663158544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112074503663158544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112074503663158544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112074503663158544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='(_).(_)'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112023030665147108</id><published>2005-07-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T08:05:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick. .!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm feeling damn terrible. . . Argghhhhhhh. . . .! All talks about wishing to get sick this time came true. . . but having this wish coming true is one that i felt the worst, not a slight happy at all. . . Haiz. . . The course of falling ill at this time is clear. . . and obvious. . . Have not had enough rest for the past week. . . Been going out to study after school lessons until nighttime since day 1. . . back home, after all the washing ups and slacking time, it left me with barely 5 hours of sleep per day. . . Worsening the condition. . . Ate too much heaty food at the same time. . . Chicken chop yesterday, curry chicken everyday. . . It's no wander that i will fall ill. . . and probably, the consumption of caffeine in the cup of coffee i had every morning before proceeding to school deteriorates my sickness. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well. . . sick time equals to time for slacking. . . Yes, i've been slacking in front of my computer since coming back, except for some bit of rest i had just now. . . I felt weak and had not consume my dinner. . . didn't have the appetite. . . People around me kept telling me to drink lotsa of water. . . i did as i was told. . . but it had not seen to help. . . Haiz. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Man. . i hope i don't take too long to recover. . . worried about my homeworks. .  Wahaha. . . Think i have got the spirit of a true mugger, thinking about schoolwork even at this moment. . Okie. . .  i'm off to rest. . .!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112023030665147108?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112023030665147108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112023030665147108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112023030665147108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112023030665147108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick.html' title='Sick. .!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-112006048170407948</id><published>2005-06-29T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T08:54:41.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's 3 days since the start of term 3. . . I went back to school with an unusual fashion of me. . . A cool cut. . . Well. . . I still feel it's real sucky, though some says 'it's not bad'. . . But i guess i can live through these months, till my hair gets longer. . . I got 5 months, and i'm not gonna cut my hair again for as long as i like. . . Alright. . . Been busy these days, busy mugging outside. . . It's a stressful environment out there, i felt i'm lagging so much behind. . . Though i termed it as 'mugging', it's not really so. . . since i am actually trying to catch up with my assignments deadlines all the time. . . Anyway, it's great to have two good friends, Kelvin and Zixiang together to mug outside, instead of doing an inefficient and lonely job myself at home. . . Yet however, i still think i have not done much yet. . . Find myself behind time, though i am already feeling so drenched out after these few days of efforts. . . Haiz. . . So. . . i still continue doing the same for the next few days to get my works back on time. . . I got a night study session in school with my ODAC brothers tomorrow, and then on friday, i gonna set a record to study overnight at Changi Airport. . .  Cool . . .! ? But cheeyong said i'm mad. . . Ok. . . I shall be mad with studies until my A level. . . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-112006048170407948?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/112006048170407948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=112006048170407948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112006048170407948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/112006048170407948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/mug.html' title='Mug!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111979945826860383</id><published>2005-06-26T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T08:24:18.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've got a joke to share. . . I'm so cool. . . Know why. . ? Because i just got a cool cut. . . ! Don't whack me up please. . . I know it's like. . . . . diao! But jokes aside. . . I really just got a cool cut. . . but i don't think it's cool at all. . . I hated to cut. . . yet reality force me to. . . i still have to go back to school, i still have to see philip tan. . . at this time, i clearly understood my stand. . . not to risk getting into any unnecessary troubles with him or any other teachers that could results in a horrible testimonial when i leave the school. . . So, i know it's gonna look quite disgusting, i didn't care. . . Anyway, my priority now is studies, not getting into all these shits about gaining the attentions of girls, or how people will look at me. . . I look ugly. . ? Then so be it. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've been going out to study with Chee Yong for the past two days. . . I don't think i did a lot, still slacking more than really going into serious studying. . . School's reopening. . . I just hope i don't lag behind the rest by too much and able to find some motivation to mug and catch up with them. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday was great day. . . Kumar says. . TGIF. . . ! And yes. . got myself into PES A. . though having a little bit of worries at first, i passed the medical checkup smoothly and soothely. . So went to catch Jay's Initial D after that. . . It's super nice. . .  though the ending quite sucky. . think i will be going for a second round soon. . . ! Oh ya. . . i got another bag from zinc on the same day. . . It's a cool bag, which i have been targeting for long. . . Cost me $32 after discount. . . Now i'm so broke. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . Tomorrow's the start of semester 2, entering the final lap . . . Gonna work hard this semester and got myself into a university course i want. . . Gambatte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111979945826860383?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111979945826860383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111979945826860383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111979945826860383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111979945826860383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-cool.html' title='Mr Cool'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111954455965271521</id><published>2005-06-23T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:35:59.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play's Time Over. . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well well. . . Play's time over. . It's time to get back to study. . . !! I spent the whole afternoon outside studying today. . . The work done was not alot, but rather, fulfilling. . .  And i'm proud to announce that i am the Statistics King. . ! Well. . i managed to solve all of the statistics problem that Chee Yong and Wan Teng, whom were there studying with me, can't solve. . . Wee. . . What a marvellous sense of satisfaction. . . Haha. . . I guess math is the only subject that i enjoy studying with, the rest. . . oh man god. . . chemistry and physics are just so dry and boring to me. . Can't stand it, i won't wanna study it if i dun have to. . . So. . . In university. . . No more science related course for me please. . . getting rather tired of them. . . Architecture will be a good choice. . . though my art sucks. . . but i rather have something fresh and interesting. . . Haha. . stop procrastinating. . . i won't have a choice, or in fact, any choice, if i don't force myself to study hard for my A level. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yesterday. . . went out to watch the movie A lot like love. . . And it was A lot boring to me. . . There are some scenes that are funny, but i still thinks it's boring. . . These kinda of romance comedy are just not my type. . . Haiz. . . A lot like love. . . love love love. . . No more for me. . ! A level came above everything now, no more thinking about love please. . .! And movie. . . Gonna watch Initial D tomorrow. . . but before that, i got to attend my NS medical checkup at cmpb. . . going with Jerry. . . i hope i get into pes A man. . . i want to do my part for the country. . . Alright. . . tomorrow gonna be a great day for me. . . Yea. . !&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/8673575-111954455965271521?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111954455965271521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111954455965271521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111954455965271521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111954455965271521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/plays-time-over.html' title='Play&apos;s Time Over. . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111928628998690754</id><published>2005-06-20T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:51:30.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What words should i used to describe my feelings right now. . .? Rage. . ? Depressed. . ? Anger. . ? In a state of dilemma. . . Maybe i just have enough, or maybe i'm just acting at a moment of rage, but one thing. . . it's really hurting. . . Ouch. . ! ! ! I just made the toughest decision. . . at least for now, it seems my only way. . . No wish to waste any more time dwelling into it anymore. . . i have already been shattered into many many pieces. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Study now. . Study study study. . . i fear for my future. . . I want to go into the university, i want to get myself into Architecture course in NUS. . But it seems difficult now, i'm worried for my sciences. . . I failed my physics in the recent Mid Year, all the reason to make me panick about how i'm gonna do well for A level. . . I'm at a lost on how to study it, as i realised, there's not much things that i can understand for the subject. . Chemistry, another worrying thing. . Though has been passing the subject, the recent few topics has been driving me nuts. . . I just know nothing about Electrochemistry and Inorganic chemistry is always making me staring at blanks. . Lots of things needed to be memorised, reaugitate and copy word by word as answers. . . A lot of work just needa to be done now. . .  but i suddenly hope that i would have taken an Art combination. . . perhaps life will be easier. . . i remember that i came to taking this combination because it will give me a greater variety of choice for the university courses, it's not really a combination of my choice. . . i would want to take economics and chemistry, but it just prove to be a worthless combination. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok. . well. . Went studying with Wan Teng just now. . . Finished my Sampling distribution tutorial and actually wanted to study inorganic chemistry, but i ended up teaching her Normal Distribution most of the time. . . Haha, anyway, it's good revision, i just enjoyed teaching people math a lot, didn't know why. . . it gave me a sense of satisfaction whenever i managed to make someone know how to do a question. . . Haha. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And ya, i worked my last day at gim tim yesterday. . I assumed it's gonna be my last day. . I have no wish to return there to work until maybe my A level is finished, unless there's really a need. . . I just told myself that it's time to study and you shouldn't work while you are studying. . . So, even though it's my last day, which no one knows except for the few who knows me well, it's nothing special. .  In fact, i've a busy day and well, i was not in the correct mood that day. . . Haiz. . Ok, time's up. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111928628998690754?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111928628998690754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111928628998690754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111928628998690754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111928628998690754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/enough.html' title='Enough. . .'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111902137410642908</id><published>2005-06-17T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T08:16:14.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Enough. . ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been 2 days since i returned. . . not really sure if i had rested enough from the tired trip i had. . . The night which i returned, i went out immediately to join a bunch of buddies at K Box. . . It's Jia Liang's birthday. . . the day before. . . but we celebrated it on that day. . . We had a cake. . . bought by Rong. . Spent most of the time there playing cards instead of singing. . . Can see that Jia Liang really got a 'high' day. . . Ordered 5 jugs of beer. . . There were 5 of us there, but as though only 3 of us were drinking. . . Rong was having a flu. . . he drunk just a little. . . Wei was not a strong drinker, he too only drunk a little. . . It left only me, Roy and Liang to finish the most. . . I guess i really drunk a lot. . it was the largest quantity that i had taken in my lifetime. . . i'm not sure whether i was drunk, but i was not able to walk steadily towards the end and felt myself getting real 'high'. . . i was not the worst. . Roy drunk so much that he vomited in the room. . . Liang too drunk a lot, but i had to admit he was a strong drinker, not signs of getting drunk except of him getting very very 'high'. . . It was a real tiring day after the trip and i still managed to find the energy to go out to drink. . . I really had an amazing day. . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spent the entire of my thursday at home resting. . . It's been so long since i stayed at home the whole day without going out. . . But despite the whole day of rest, i still didn't think i had recovered to my 100% condition. . . especially after a whole day under the sun at Sentosa with the guys in my class. . . Got up early in the morning and went to Siloso Beach with them. . . Spent the day swimming, playing volleyball, soccer and doing crazy things. . . Quite fun. . . Of course the ones who did crazy things were not me. . . Zixiang often the mastermind to start banging people. . . The victim today was Andrew, Kelvin and Liang Shi. . . Andrew got himself pinched at the nipples, and stripped off his bottom inside the sea water. . . Kelvin became another victim of the pinching after speaking too much nonsense. . . Liang Shi got his underwear torned off at the sea because he was too much menace today. . . Oh gosh, what a sick classmates i have. . . but it was fun. . ! I just hope i don't become another victim after saying these. . . extremely vulnerable given i had not been one before. . . So. . It was a really fun day. . . but i'm feeling real tired now. . . Sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111902137410642908?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111902137410642908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111902137410642908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111902137410642908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111902137410642908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/rest-enough.html' title='Rest Enough. . ?'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111890945906995697</id><published>2005-06-16T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:47:58.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Ophir Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;48 hours ago. . . I was at the summit of Mount Ophir, enjoying the feeling of being on top of the world. . . looking down at the beautiful scenery of the Malaya rainforest. . . And now i'm back. . . in Singapore. . . The 3days 2 night trip in Malaysia is over. . .&lt;br /&gt;The experience was wonderful. . . perhaps more than that. . . There were a lot of first times for me. . . The first time staying overnight in the wilderness. . . The first time i bathe in a stream. . . with many others. . . The first time i drank water from the mountain. . . The first time i captured a spectacular view from the summit of a mountain. . . The first time. . . . countless others. . . They had all been turned into beautiful memories. . . along with others, that were not first time. . . I remembered the time all of us went finding a remote area to pee, as the toilet at the base camp totally turned us off, with the unbearable odour that emit which can be caught 1 metres away. . Then, we went bathing at the ice-cold stream which took me a hell lotsa of courage before stepping in. . . Of course not forgetting the night few of us stayed up togather to accompany Peiyun because she didn't dare to sleep inside the female domitory as she was afraid of lizard. . . We had some good conversation then and it really helps in getting to know each others better. . . We gave testimonies to each others and it was then i realised mine was real bad one. . . Getting up to the summit itself proved to be a challenge physically and mentally. . I had thought earlier that it will be easy, after what others told me. . . The first day we made a 2 hour journey up to the base camp. . . That itself was already straining almost the entire of my energy, especially with the load i'm carrying in my backpack. . . seriously regretted carrying so much with me. . . 2 big bottles of mineral water, lotsa of snacks, 5 sets of clothings, lens solution, tolietries. . . By the time i got to the site, my back and shoulder was hurting like crazy. . . The second day we made our way to the summit. . . a 4 hours journey. . . it was rather lucky that we didn't have to get all of our things up along, otherwise i doubt i can make it. . . particularly that the route we taking was full of obstacles. . . like some huge rock on the way which we have to climb over it. . . some steep areas which we were dependent on the ropes or branches on the way to get up. . . and the slippery forest floor which was not easy to walk on. . . I myself was very accident prone. . . I nearly fell so many times that i lost count with my fingers. . . and on one occasion, i stretched my injured wound again and it bleed profusely. . . Maybe i was unlucky or something, but it seen that i am very prone to injuring myself while taking the jungle route. . . Anyway, these small injuries are nothing as long as i managed to make it to the top, which i do. . . The air there was so fresh and cooling. . . The view from there was totally magnificent. . . you could just see the vast horizon from there. . . A spectacular scenery. . . i just wonder when i will have such chance to catch another marvellous view like this again. . . Good things are short-lived. . . Just then i was at the top, and now i'm back to my usual life. . . The memories we had at the trip was beautiful. . . i'm not sure for myself whether i have make this trip a fruitful one, particularly in bonding with the rest better, but i'm quite sure i have learned a lot and enjoyed the trip. . . It had also helps myself to know more about myself. . . as i will talk about it other time. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The end of this trip marks the end of our days in ODAC. . . We had officially stepped down. . . Just like jerry, i am full of emotions and thoughts about it. . . I recalled the time i had just joined ODAC because Chuan Ming was joining. . . from then on. . .  all the memories were so unremarkable. . . my time in ODAC was like so insignificant until year 2. . . i didn't think i mingle well with the year 2s then and i was really too quiet. . . Maybe i am quite of regretful for not being able to make myself strike an impact in the CCA. .  If things were to start all over again, i will want to make myself be seen, be recognised. . . if i can. . . My year 2's time in ODAC was short, but it has been better. . . I suddenly felt more wanting to be involved, to do things. . . not exactly because i had been given a position then, but it was actually the chance to do things. . . Opportunity is very important. . . especially to people like me, you need people to give you opportunity to prove yourself since you are to quiet to get one yourself. . . Not saying that i didn't have opportunity to perform in J1, but with the j2s around then, i just not able to do things correctly, their presence are sorta of a kind of pressure. . . lacks the confident to do things in their presence. . . I don't know whether i had become any much confident than before, but i guess i feel more at ease to do things. . . The Orientation Camp 2 was the brainchild of my effort put in ODAC. . . That's explains why i put in my heart and soul in organising it, and it just represents my pride. . . though i often says i will leave it to other people's judgement to say whether it's a job well done or not. . . Anyway, it's doesn't matters anymore, my days in ODAC are over. . . but it will always be buried in a section my mind. . . be it good or bad. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111890945906995697?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111890945906995697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111890945906995697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111890945906995697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111890945906995697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/mt-ophir-trip.html' title='Mt Ophir Trip'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111857629233701012</id><published>2005-06-12T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T04:38:12.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Right Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Counting down to Mt Ophir Expedition. . . Less than 1 days. . . ! Yes. . . really been looking forward to this. . . though it wasn't gonna be some holiday trip, but at least the thought of going away really excites me. . . i'm gonna go there to enjoy, regardless of what Mr Alan Tan said that this is not a holiday. . . i don't care. . . seriously getting quite tired with studying. . . and all the other problems. . . Finish this trip then i will think of how i gonna settle them all. . . At the meantime, it's holiday for me. . .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, i've been busy outside these few days. . . Monday to thursday been spent in school and of course. . . training for that expedition. . . Unfortunately, i fell again on Monday's training at Bukit Timah. . . Landed some deep wound at somewhere near my knee. . . and it didn't seen to be healing till now. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then, from friday till now or in fact, thursday, i tried to induce myself with the fun outside. . . Went to play pool with Jerry after lecture. . oh ya. . i skipped my Math tutorial. . . Jerry was quite a good player. . . i lost most of the game to him. . . but it doesn't really matter, i believe i am not lousy either. . . Haha. . . And the next day. . . Met up with Zhen Wei, he volunteered to accompany me to my dental appointment since he got nothing to do at home. . . I brought him along to Sentosa to meet up Zixiang and the guys later, since i had agreed earlier on to join them. . . We didn't stay for very long, but at least i did not stood them up. . . It's my turn then, to accompany Zhen Wei to the Energy's autograph session at Harbourfront. . . Wow, it's freaking crowded there, we managed to secure a 'good' position to catch their performance(which they sung only one song) but not their autograph. . . as we realised, the queue was real damn long. . . From the centre of Harbourfront shopping centre to the road outside. . .  Actually they weren't that impressive. . . maybe because they did not perform any dance. . Well, they are gonna disband anyway. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . .Not gonna go on any longer. . . I'm really excited to the coming trip. . . Be back on Wednesday. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111857629233701012?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111857629233701012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111857629233701012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111857629233701012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111857629233701012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/be-right-back.html' title='Be Right Back'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111812092018828959</id><published>2005-06-06T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:08:40.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vincl Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cheeyong told me that reading my blog is just reading the Da Vincl code. . . So. . Haha. . i guess i take that as a compliment. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . . came back from school. . . came back from the electrochemistry test. . . As usual, or perhaps not like usual, i will sure to flung. . . And this time surely. . . not an E, D, C much less a A or B. . . or even not an AO. . . I had not study. . . even though i knew not a thing about electrochemistry. . . Hated this topic,  i just couldn't seen to be able to get those concepts into my mind. . . Worst, it was suicidal to go into this test without studying. . . Even as i thought i could get away temporary from the harsh feelings of failing, i was wrong. . . I was still pretty cool upon the invigilator announced the last minute of the test, giving out trying at that moment. . taking my time to staple the scripts, enjoying the plight of people struggling to finish. . . This sign of 'coolness' faded away almost immediately as they announced that they are going to go through the answers after the scripts are collected. . . I was then landed with the cruel fact that i will have to face the fate of knowing that i had really failed the script, having thought that i can still pray for a miracle to pass at first. . . So there i got to know that i only managed to obtain less than 15marks for the whole paper. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright it's over. . . I'm too tired to be too bothered. . . Hasn't got a good sleep since friday and was feeling weak throughout. . . I skipped lecture just too get home early today, but wasted the time having breakfast at kovan with classmates. . . This tiredness was intensify with the pain on my knee. . . after falling while going downslope in yesterday's ODAC training at Bukit Timah. . . All thanks the the nice sole of my shoe. . . I didn't know it was such a deep and serious wound until i took a clear look at it at home. . . Horrible. . . My school pant was stained badly with the pus it discharged. . . It hurts real badly as i walked, and much worse when i applied Dettol on it. . . Of course, as a guy, i have to keep the pain to myself. . . Yes. . it isn't painful at all. . . (did you realise my nose's getting longer. . ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thinking of this day next week, i will be at the summit of Mt Ophir. . . Looking forward to that trip man. . . It look as if it's gonna be very fun. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listening to Jay's Initial D theme song. . . Yi Lu Xiang Bei. . . Nice song. . . I had memorised the lyric already. . .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okie. . i'm off to rest. . . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111812092018828959?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111812092018828959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111812092018828959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111812092018828959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111812092018828959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/da-vincl-code.html' title='Da Vincl Code'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111780209278230644</id><published>2005-06-03T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T05:34:52.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The touch is back. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm back. . . with the touch. . ? at the end of the first weekdays of our 'holiday'. . . Except for monday, it was usual school day for me for the rest of the days. . . Getting sorta of tired of school, but it just can't be helped, i feel the need to follow the schedule. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not been really an eventful week so far. . . Went studying with Jerry and. .  at Toa Payoh Macdonald after our trip down to ICA to extend our passports. . . Not sure if it's a great day. . . could only say that i was really in lotsa of thoughts that day. . . i wonder. . . These thoughts brought me to did something. . . And this something brought me some answers to my thoughts. . . yet it also left me with other question in my mind. . . It's complicated. . . And i'm gonna make it mysterious here. . . Alright. . tuesday was school day. . ! so is wednesday, thursday and today. . . ODAC trainings on wednesday and today. . Was getting rather weak myself. . Didn't think that i has been coping well with all the exercises. . . Really becoming old. . . Haiz. . And thursday. . was a class outing cum celebrating Sally, Liang Shi and Andrew's birthday. . . Went to have dinner at sizzler. . . i did a dramatic thing there. . . As a gift from me to Sally, i applied some chocolate creams on her face. . . Guess she's caught rather off guard but i do suffered the sauces of her spaghetti as she reacted by throwing them at me. . . Oh ya. . i wasn't really the one who masterminded the act. . . Liyun instigated me to do that. . . as it seen from the video which caught the whole incident. . . Haha. .  That's the end of my show. . . We went to esplanade after the dinner and there, starts our assaults on the other two birthday guys. . . Liang Shi and Andrew was banged consecutively by us. .  Let me further elaborate. . . Firstly, Sigmund and Darryl, our two macho guys, got hold of him. .  Zixiang came in to strip off his shirt, and starts his torturing nipple twisting acts. .  Others like Si Jie and Yi Yang joins in. . . While people like me, Kelvin and Waigang who found it a cruel act, will either just grabbed his legs or hands to stop him from struggling. . .  Haha.  . So that's how the thursday went. . . Anyway, i realised i will be rather busy for the coming weekends. . . Will be working for both of the days and i needa complete some works which are needed for next week's tutorials. . . Haiz. . so sianz. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111780209278230644?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111780209278230644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111780209278230644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111780209278230644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111780209278230644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/06/touch-is-back.html' title='The touch is back. .'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111752614157556576</id><published>2005-05-31T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T00:55:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I lost the touch to blog. . . Many things, but at a lost at how should i blogged them all down. . . Be back when i find the touch. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111752614157556576?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111752614157556576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111752614157556576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111752614157556576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111752614157556576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111710716825167358</id><published>2005-05-26T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T04:32:48.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Team, Great Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Certainly delighted to have secured a 3rd position, but it will be much better if we can get 2nd or even 1st of course. . . Haha. . Human beings are just that greedy. . . It was a real close fight for the first and second placing. . . Anybody could have ended up being the first should the other slacken his pace by the smallest amount. . Anyway, well done guys. . . It's good already. . . We always tell ourselves that we can still do better, but that all doesn't matter. . . We are first in our heart and our soul and the most important thing is that we enjoyed ourselves, winning isn't everything. . . Zixiang, jerry and liangshi, you guys are my best partners in 4x100 metres, and you all have did a fantastic job. . . Team Pegasus Lane 3 2005 SRJC Track and Field Meet 4x100 metre men's relay is the best relay team i ever had in my heart. . . Forget about losing the 2nd and first placing, let's enjoy and celebrate our wonderful third placing. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This was really my first achievement in SRJC, a bronze in 4x100 metre relay. . . I wandered if i ever got another chance to make another achievement. . . But i'm satisfied. . . It's great to have memory like this. . . I gave 90marks for my run just now, and it's already a relatively great job done. . . A pat on my shoulder. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I shouldn't be mentioning something more depressing at this moment that i still rejoice over the triumph at the race. . . Yet though surrounded by the happiness of the performance made, i still found myself in some sort of depression. . . I'm really sorry. .  . Just can't find the courage to speak to you. . . I really care. . . but putting them in words just seem too hard for me. . . Maybe i can only be the one always admiring from far and just allow it to stay like this. . . I just guess probably i don't even stand a chance. . . Haiz. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111710716825167358?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111710716825167358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111710716825167358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111710716825167358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111710716825167358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/great-team-great-run.html' title='Great Team, Great Run'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111682253971641265</id><published>2005-05-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:28:59.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>v3 training. . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What a hot day. .  ! I felt as though i am living in an oven. . . Fans, coolers. . . all working in maximum capacity. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just came back home from the first v3 training. . . for many months. . . Fairly satisfied. . . but mostly impressed. . . I'm really getting old. . . These youngsters are much more talented than i thought. . . There could only be on one word to describe the way they play. . . 'class'. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Among them. . Lester and Kelvin was far more impressive. . . Lester was not only pacey, but possessed remarkable skills and the ability to take on opponent's defence. . . Kelvin was calm, skillful and intelligent player. . . There was another man, Danny. . . Still ever that skilled and cool but also, that lazy. . . The three made a fantastic partnership, so impressive that even won the praise of the uncles watching by the side. . . Jia Le and Ce Jie, though both of them are not as skillful and talented a player as the three, they are no less competent. . . Ce Jie always has a cool-head and holds the ball well, Jia Le is hardworking and tackles well. . . The combination of the five together, with their superb passing capability, makes a good team. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not forgetting to mention the rest. . . Edwin, Wei Jie and Wen Kong. . . There were significant improvements. . . Edwin was good at his tackles, hardworking and play his roles very well. . . Wei Jie was a good ball-stopper, his tackles was faultless and there was significant hardwork in him. . . Wen Kong. . Makes mistake occasionally, but this time, he was always able to compensate all of them by winning back the possessions. . .  Good good. . . Very good. . . v3 still makes a good team. . . v3 is still one of the best in the region. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Back to myself. . . with this guys there, there will be less of a need for me. . . Felt myself getting old. . . The fitness was not there anymore, the feeling of touching the ball was not as intense anymore. . . I need a lot of work before i can be on spar with these guys there. . . Maybe i'm just getting old. . . i'm not as dynamic as them nowadays. . . But well, i'm still that old me. . . A hardworking and tough defender. . . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111682253971641265?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111682253971641265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111682253971641265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111682253971641265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111682253971641265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/v3-training.html' title='v3 training. . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111678121678241200</id><published>2005-05-22T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:45:41.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just came back home from work. . . totally shagged. . . Now i realised it isn't anything easy to earn a living. . . I had a day that's real tiring and busy. . . I slogged so hard that i sometimes couldn't even find time to breathe. . . It won't an easy job. . .&lt;br /&gt;Even as i got Zhen Wei as my partner to manage 5 tables, it didn't seem to be any useful. . . I guessed i was doing most of the work. . . but i didn't complain. . . it's a way i express my gratitude to him for helping me to make yesterday's dream come true. . . he's been the one accompanying me to bought all the gifts and other preparations. . . can never thank him enough. . . Anyway. . i really worked very hard. . . I was so like myself. . . Ever that committed, serious while doing something. . . It sounds like i am praising myself, but well. . . perhaps you will understand if you know me well enough. . . Hardly any&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;chance will i be standing with nothing to do, i was all over the restaurant, doing this and that. . . It was tiring, but still, in front of your customers, you have to put on a smile, in any scenarios. . . Luckily, i didn't came across any those kinda 'pissed makers' today, the customers were generally fine and to some extent. . . nice. . . However, it was the aunties that were pissing me off. . . they were obviously doing the wrong things yet they somehow find the guts to teach me as though it was my first time there. . They didn't understand the way i work and was nagging at me ridiculously, killing my mood to continue doing. . . Can't stand them. . . Nevertheless, i just concentrate my work and avoid clashing with them. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haiz. . . It's been a day. . . The memories still so fresh in my head. . . I suddenly recalled Jay Chou's song, Hui Dao Guo Qu. . . i'm still dreaming. . . let me dream on. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I finally got some guys together to play soccer tomorrow. . . v3 first training for many months. . . i hope it will be too disappointing. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111678121678241200?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111678121678241200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111678121678241200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111678121678241200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111678121678241200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111668914842294633</id><published>2005-05-21T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T08:25:48.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You. . =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today. . . one the happiest day in my life. . . and yet also. . . one of the saddest day in my life. . . We met up, spent a whole evening together. . . It's been so long. . . so long so long. . . since we last have such chance. . . the days in china. . . memories. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;How i wish this last forever. . . forever. . . i don't want it to end. . . If time can stop at that moment. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's raining. . . but it was a great day. . . the feelings. . . i thought. . . could only happen again, in my dream. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I received countless of thank you. . . but deep in my heart. . . i was feeling much more grateful. . . more the need to be the one. . . to say thank you. . . the chance to do all these. . . the chance to make you happy. . . the chance to be together. . . bringing my memories back to life. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it all were worthwhile. . . if you are happy. . . nothing else matters. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All good things have to come to an end. . . it's sad to part. . . but good things come again. . . there will still be chances. . i really hope so. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I thanks for having this day in my life. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111668914842294633?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111668914842294633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111668914842294633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111668914842294633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111668914842294633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You. . =)'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111624641286923432</id><published>2005-05-16T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T05:26:52.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry to show you the ugly side of me. . . Sorry. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never feel so weak before. . . All of a sudden, i lost my balance and fell. . . For split of 0.1second, i saw total darkness. . . Still, in the name of sportmanship, i got back to my feet to finish the race. . . The lead is lost. . . The game is over. . .   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I really want to prove something, to impress, to show what i can do. . . This gave me an extra reason to perform. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess that is what all guys will want to do. . . in front of the girls they like. . . Just another foolish guys out there. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It backfires. . . Sometimes it isn't all about the will to do it, but the ability to do it. . . I recalled the days where i used to be winning medals, trophies in the school's sport meet. . . X-country etc etc. . . The time where i managed to squeeze not far behind from the likes of Bing Ren, Bernard and Adib. . . some amazing runners in my secondary schools. . . I wish these days come back to life. . . wishful thinking. . . the old good days are long gone since i came to jc. . . All good things has to come to an end. . .Yet still bearing a little of the hope. . . i went for the race. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I knew it isn't coming back. . . but everything still looks optimistic when i'm still leading with 1/2 the race completed. . . 3/4 through. . . Fell to second place. . . Things started to turn wrong. . . Beginning to lose my balance. . . I struggled. . . Fell. . . a second of total darkness. . . I felt giddy. . weak. . . as i got back to my feet and completed the race. . . I lost. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I realised. . . nothing ache more than failing. . . as much as i hate losing. . . as much as the abrasion on my hand is hurting. . . as much as my head is spinning like crazy. . . i'm okie. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who in this world do not want to excel in as many areas as possible. . . Who in this world do not want to impress the person he/she like. . . maybe i say few. . . human beings are just greedy. . . emotional. . . though i knew it's not good especially for the first mentioned. . . but i can't deny. . . just fixed perfectly into these two cartegory. . . So be it. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Besides. . . It's my final year in college. . . final few chance to achieve something to add on to the my memories. . . beautiful ones. . . To think about it. . . hasn't been achieving much so far. . . I look at my secondary school years. . . A sharp contrast. . . Though it wasn't anything marvelous. . . It was wonderful experience. . . i remembered the days in the school soccer team. . . the match where we fought so hard to thrash Sengkang secondary by more than 10 goals to qualify for the knock-out phase. . . We made 9-0. . though not enough to secure a place. . . it's just so memorable. . . And of course the match where i scored my only goal, against Yishun Town secondary to bring a glim of hope to qualify. . . A half court 'shot' which went in a strange and hilarious fashion. . . The joy of celebration and cheers was something i never forget. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nevertheless. . . though my junior college life pale in comparison in terms of achievements. . . it somehow creates a socialogical impact on me. . . It was here where i really got to know many people. . . My social scope was significantly broaden when i came to jc. . . And there was many joyous moments with friends, classmates etc etc. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In life. . . in gain some. . . you lose some. . . this is true. . . I may not have all the achievement in jc, but i gain some lotsa of nice people as my friends. . . In some way now. . . i managed to comfort myself. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . i have few more events on my hand. . . 100m tomorrow. . . 4x 100m on thursday. . . and 4x400 CCA as well as the medley race.  . Whether if i achieve something all depends on my performance on these days. . . And not forgetting. . . To do what i needa do. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111624641286923432?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111624641286923432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111624641286923432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111624641286923432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111624641286923432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111609002498507617</id><published>2005-05-14T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:00:24.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There ends my mid year. . . and it ended with such a big big bang. . .! I'm dead man. . . something really got into me. . . Still laughing away after such a thing happened. . .  I was going to school just like any other day. . . exam day i mean. . . I thought everything was normal, and was looking forward to finishing off the last two paper- physic paper 1 and 2 as smoothly as possible. . . Just as i reached the school gate, i saw Yi Yang and Wei Liang.  . Yi Yang spoke a few words and immediately i knew something was amissed. . . And indeed. . something was really amissed.  . I found out that i have miss my paper 1 . . !! They had actually just finished their paper and there i was still strolling to school. . Oh my god. . ! I had thought that the paper will start just like any other afternoon paper, at 1pm. .  and i didn't bother to check the schedule. . . It was hilarious and i can't help laughing at myself. . . In hope that i can re-sit the paper at some other time, i went to find Mr Tay. . . and he referred me to Tan Li Sze. .  And his answer to me was. . . NO! Surprisingly, i was not a bit upset by his decision. . . Well. . it was my fault anyway. . . I was too reckless and this is just a price for it, a lesson to teach me to refer to the time schedule before each paper. . . I was thinking that if this was to have happen for my A level, i guess i will be somewhere crying. . . So probably, i should say it's a blessing in disguise. . . Be it that the incident happened on Friday 13th. . . And hence, because i missed the paper 1, and plus the paper 2 which i had screwed, it will be a miracle of a miracle if i can don't get a F or AO for physics. . . Sure flung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright man, exam's over, i'm not gonna care about the results i'm getting till the day i recieved it itself. .  Not even the least concerned and look forward to that day. . . There are some other things that i look forward to. . . just like this coming weekend. . . well, i just prayed everything go soothly. .   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111609002498507617?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111609002498507617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111609002498507617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111609002498507617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111609002498507617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/silly-mistake.html' title='Silly Mistake'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111569774857605222</id><published>2005-05-09T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:33:19.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Remorse. . ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I felt so lucky. . . so lucky to arrive home and escaped the heavy downpour outside now. . . So. . . Mid way through the exam, still alive and kicking. . . I guess i have not tasted remorse at all. . . Having sat for 50% of all the paper, knowing that i am gonna do badly, i am still out there happily smiling away. . . Think i needa do some soul-searching, but probably after i got back my results, because i'm still hoping for some sort of miracle to occur. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Frankly speaking. . Do not think that the papers that i have sat so far is that 'un-do-able'. . . In fact, can consider them to be relatively easy. . . if provided. . . you had studied well. . . This applies particularly to maths. . . Maybe not for the sciences, sometimes you really needa depend on luck to help you while doing these papers. . . Of course. . have to admit that i had not study well. . . not been taking this exam seriously actually. . . anyway it's only a mid year. . . who cares. . . I preferred to study at my own pace and prepare for the A level. . What you scored for mid year is not gonna count at A level anyway. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . I'm prepared. . prepared for the worst result. . . I've lowered my target. . . to C C C. . . and if i can achieve. . . will be definitely another miracle. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111569774857605222?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111569774857605222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111569774857605222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111569774857605222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111569774857605222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-remorse.html' title='What Is Remorse. . ?'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111518354036571761</id><published>2005-05-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:12:20.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Are Cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Exam's round the corner. . . and i proudly announced that i have not gone into any studying yet. . . Ironic. . . All the talks about getting myself into real studying still have not taken place. . . Words are cheap indeed. . . I have been saying all of that now and then to go into studying had not been turned into action. . Instead, i have been spending my time on the game, Winning Eleven 8. . . Watching television and having fun outside. . . Oh yea. . Went to K Box yesterday night. . . Lotsa of new songs to sing and it was really entertaining. . . Well well. . . I really really needa study. . . thinking of finding some guys out to study because i just couldn't get myself to study at home, there are just too many temptations around. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Watched the match between Liverpool and Chelsea, the Champion's League Semi-Final 2nd Leg. . Only managed to catch the second half, which liverpool was already leading 1-0, since i only got back home from the k box at about 3.30am. . . Was holding breath throughout the entire of the second half game. . . My heart was beating at 'light speed' every time Chelsea threatens. . . Luckily, Liverpool's defence always managed to hold its nerve and overcome the danger, all thanks to some great players, in particularly, Jamie Carragher. . . This guy is fantastic, i guess he is the man of the match for the game. . . He held the defence so tight that the Chelsea's attackers, with all the world class players like the likes of Arjen Robben, Didier Drogba, Joe Cole. . . found it virtually impossible to penetrate. . . Now i wonder why John Terry is named the English footballer of the year instead of Jamie Carragher, why Sven Goran Eriksson chose John Terry and Rio Ferdinand over Jamie Carragher. . . The impact of Terry on the game was so insignificant compared to that made by Carragher. . . But anyway, a great and exciting match, simply had not wasted my 45 minutes spent on watching the game. . . All the way LIVERPOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111518354036571761?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111518354036571761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111518354036571761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111518354036571761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111518354036571761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/words-are-cheap.html' title='Words Are Cheap'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111496653971514986</id><published>2005-05-01T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:55:39.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jie Ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now listening to Jie Ko. . . Jiu Suan Shi Wo Bu Dong, Neng Bu Neng Yuan Liang Wo. . Qing Bu Yao Ba Fen Shou Dang Zou Ni De Qing Qiu. . .  Wo Zhen De Jian Chi Yao Zhou, Shi Ni Shou Shang De Jie Ko. . . Qing Ni Hui Tou, Wo Hui Pei Ni Yi Zhi Zhou Dao Zui Hou. . . Jiu Suan Mei You Jie Guo, Wo Ye Neng Gou Cheng Shou, Wo Zhi Dao Ni De Tong Shi Wo Gei De Cheng Luo. . . Ni Shuo Gei Guo Wo Cong Rong. . . Cheng Mo Shi Yin Wei Bao Rong. . . Ru Guo Yao Zhou Qing Ni Jie De Wo. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm. . . Another week's gone. . . At the rate i'm counting. . . A level is gonna come very very very soon. . . But first. . . There's a mid year to come. . . This week is our study week. . . 'Study' week, sounds so nice. . . But does it really mean business. . . ? Well. . . Maybe if i do not practise any self-control, this study week will then become another holiday/honeymoon etc. . . I needed study. . . !! The situation is real bad now. . . The papers are gonna be very tough, i am at a stage which i still do not really know my work. . There's a high possibility that i will do very badly for my practical exam. . . And there is little time left. . . Oh man. . it seems like i really need a miracle to perform well for the mid year. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Talking about the practicals. . . I guess i just went in to get myself slaughtered. . . I couldn't complete the experiments and left some crucial parts undone. . . It will be another miracle if i can do well for them. . ! Haiz. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Enough about work. . They are driving me crazy. . . I just came back home from work. . For the past two consecutive day i've been working. . . Tired. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My brother just went out. . . with his car. . . Lended from his friend. . . Got his license not long ago. . . I can't help but to envy. . . I always dream of myself driving. . . How i wish i can go and get my license too. . . I want to drive man. . i want so badly. . . 3 more years before i can get it officially. . . Haiz. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111496653971514986?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111496653971514986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111496653971514986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111496653971514986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111496653971514986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/05/jie-ko.html' title='Jie Ko'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111457937757500496</id><published>2005-04-26T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T09:31:35.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mixture of Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been a long time since i last got to go home so early. . . Of course. . . It wasn't suppose to be so. . . I skipped a National Education trip to Pulau Tekong. . . Visit to the BMT campus. . . Had decided to opt myself out of the trip, due to the amount of workload that is stacking. . . prior to that. . i wanted to use the time to relax, play games and watch tv. . . In other words. . . i just wanted to find opportunities for myself to slack. . . Afterall. . . What's the point of wasting this time going to a place that i will have to make myself used for three months next year. . .? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's a short day today. . . yet quite an eventful day. . . Mrs Kok came to monitor our class today during chemistry lesson. . . And well. . our class put up a good 'show'. . All of a sudden. . everyone were so attentive, so enthusiastic during the lesson. . . Not quite like this kinda of feeling. . . Why can't we just be ourselves. . .? Mrs Kok's is just another person. . . there's no need to be so fake during her presence. . We are just as good a class as we are when we are at our ownselves. . But well. . i understand that that's life. . . It can't be help. . . People judge by what they see, if they see with their eyes that you are a good class, they believe it. . They don't really go deep when they judge things. . So the only way to survive and make people believe that you are good is to show the best in his/her presence. . . It's a fake fake world. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had some misunderstanding with Ms Tan during the lesson. . Was accused of not doing my work because i was copying the answer flashed all the time. . I don't deny i was offended by this. . . Sorry but i can't help it, i didn't like to be accused for anything. . and maybe i was too temperamental. . . I felt really guilty for showing Ms Tan the attitude after the incident. . I felt i got no right to be angry with her because she's a teacher, a nice teacher. . . Not like some unreasonable ones. . . She apologised to me after the incident, though i tried to show that i was not affected by that, it was obvious that the truth was the opposite. . But. . . i felt really bad now. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was getting rather temperamental nowadays. . . Probably attributed by the stress i'm getting. . . The workload that comes in everyday is becoming too heavy. . . Was faced with the desire to do well and handling everyday's problems. . Tried to control my temper. . . but it's rather difficult at times. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some people are telling me that i am mugging. . . Whether it's out of sarcasm, i take that as a compliment. . . How i wish that i can mug. . . But unfortunately, but attitude didn't allow me to. . . I will never be able to sit aside quietly and study for 2, 3 hours. . . Not even an hour. . . Furthermore, my house is filled with temptations that drive me away from doing my work. . . It is simply not a conducive environment for me to study peacefully. . . What the eyes around me are seeing are those time when i am just doing what i should be doing. . . Tutorials. . . If i don't even do this, i guess i won't survive for my A levels. . . Mr Kwek mentioned today, this is the crucial year to determine whether we received a 3k or 1k salary. . . Totally true. . . An O level certificate can only get you a job worth less than 1k. . . But an A level certificate will get you a place in university and a almost definite degree which will bring in a 3k worth of month salary. . . I won't want to end up with a 1k job. . . I'm not so well off to live with an O level certificate. . . My only way to give myself and my family a good and happy life is to study and do well academically and then get a good job. . . There's no shortcut to success. . . You reap what you sow. . . No pain, no gain. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111457937757500496?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111457937757500496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111457937757500496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111457937757500496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111457937757500496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/mixture-of-feelings.html' title='A Mixture of Feelings'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111371999093992893</id><published>2005-04-16T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:39:50.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kid's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's Sunday. . . Fast. . . Another week gonna start. . . Been resting at home since coming back from yesterday's hiking trip at Bukit Timah. . . Tired. . . I wander if i still can find the energy to do my works. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spent the early half of my saturday hiking with some primary school kids from North View Primary school at Bukit Timah. . . It was kinda good experience, somehow i do enjoyed being with these kids, though it don't really show on my face. . . I appeared quite sian most of the time, but actually not really. . . It was my first time handling these young guys and though some of them were sorta mischievious, they were nice and easy to manage. . . as compared to the j1s. . . I see from them, a kid's world. . . so much different from the world of an adult. . . A kid's world, full of naive and fun-loving souls. . . Where everyone is a friend. . . Where the world looks so small and simple. . . You don't worry about tomorrow, you only care about today. . . You do not need to be concern whether the next minute, somebody's is out there plotting something against you. . . There is no sadness, no disappointment, on whether you perform in your work or successfully handle a relationship. . . It's just a world filled with happiness. . . Childhood. . . When you are with them, you feel like being like them. . . They don't have air like some people does. . . They don't give you attitude problems. . . It is sad to think that as they grow up, all these childhood characteristics they have will slowly fade away. . . Nobody stay in a childhood forever. . . You begins to care what others think about you. . . You will be expose to the cruel side of society. . You face tremendous pressure and stress to do well. . . You experience failures that rock you to the bottom. . . Then, you start to feel like returning to the childhood days. . . just as when you are in the days of childhood, you long to grow up quickly and be like successfully people. . . It's ironic. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why am i talking about these. . ? Back to the hiking trip. . . As usual, though this activity we planned turned up to be as disorganised as the 2nd orientation camp, the kids do enjoyed it. . . Kids are kids. . They are easily satisfied people. . . If the kids are suppose to be the j1s, a different story will occur. . . So. . Great time, great day with these kids. . .  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111371999093992893?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111371999093992893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111371999093992893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111371999093992893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111371999093992893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/kids-world.html' title='A Kid&apos;s World'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111356728417849899</id><published>2005-04-15T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T05:14:44.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;No. . . ! How i wish this isn't true. . . ! I was devastated. . . My class did very well for PW. . . 4 Band 1s, 14 Band 2s and only 4 band 3s. . . I thought it won't be me. . . I thought i won't be so unlucky. . . I seem always so blessed. . . For so many occasions had i escaped such situation. . . This time it's not. . .  Just as Mrs Suresh read out. . . Zhicai. . . . 3! My mind immediately fell into a world of darkness. . . I was sad, disappointed. . . Suddenly felt a sense of hopelessness. . . I'm so useless. . . Even Wei Liang got a 2. . . . Why me. . ! I did my part, i put in the effort. . . I could still recall myself practising my script for PW while working that very particular day. . . I tried so hard to restrict tears from flowing. . . In front of others, i have to put up a brave front. . . I tell myself, i'm a guy, i cannot let others see me crying, whatsoever. . . Yet i can't prevent myself from showing the sadness in me. . . I just simply sit at one side, quietly, silently, feeling the sadness, suffering the sorrow myself. . . I didn't feel like talking, in fact, i wanted to just find some place where i can just be alone, listen to music, and have plenty of thoughts. . . God. . . Why let this happen to me. . ! Why do i have to feel this sadness while everyone else is celebrating and happy over their grades. . .? This setback is too big for me to take. . . I feel myself falling from the peak to the most bottom. . . Just as i thought i was at my peak. . . I do not know how to climb back, i feel so demoralised, so hopeless now. . . I comforted myself, i told myself that i shall not let this affects me. . . This is a blessing in disguise, this will drive me to working extra hard for my A level, to try and reach for A A A. . . I'm now one step behind the others, i must work hard in order to do well. . . I must do it. . .! I will do it. . . ! I got what is has to make it. . . I DUN NEED PW TO GO UNIVERSITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111356728417849899?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111356728417849899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111356728417849899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111356728417849899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111356728417849899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/no.html' title='No!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111348294893942584</id><published>2005-04-14T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T05:49:08.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band 2 for PW. . ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow's is GP mid year examination. . . Should i study. . . ? How should i study. . . ? Language is a subject which i always believe that there is no point studying for. . . Forget about that GP exam, think about the Project Work result that will be released tomorrow. . . My target is to achieve at least a band 2, other than that, it will bring me with a lot of disappointment. . . Having work through it for 1/2 a year or so, and doing on a topic of my interest, i certainly have some high expectation for it. . . Though i have to admit that it was not really a job done that impressively. . . But getting a band 2 for it may just be more than a consolation. . . Still, i am hoping a miracle to send us a band 1. . . Let me pray. . . . Nothing really much to share for the day. . . Perhaps some things i don't want to share. . . I read this phrase from Kingsley's blog quite some time ago-&gt; it says. . 'best things are best kept to the heart'. . This has been circulating in my mind since then. . . Sounds true to me. . . There are many things that when you share it, it's only gonna bring a series of bad results. . . gossips, rumours, condemnations whatsoever. . . Putting them in words and share it in this blog just don't seen to be the correct thing to do. . . Though it may make you feel better by letting it off, the consequences is unthinkable. . Especially those who don't understand you. . . And maybe i should say that not everyone will see eye to eye with what you are thinking. . . So, maybe i should just be more conservative with what i wrote here. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111348294893942584?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111348294893942584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111348294893942584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111348294893942584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111348294893942584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/band-2-for-pw.html' title='Band 2 for PW. . ?'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111338308263905341</id><published>2005-04-13T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T02:04:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Prove U Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My gut feelings tells me to blog today. . . tomorrow. . . . until GP Mid Year. . . Writing more can improve your language, that's what i was told. . . Somehow or rather. . . I didn't want to care about my GP. . . despite seeing the seniors. . . many of them failed to make it to University because of GP. . . Some having results like A B B, A B C. . . but GP E8. . . Maybe i have given out, or maybe i am complacent, i just didn't feel like bothering too much about GP, i have no fear of failing it at all. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;No training today for ODAC, just merely had a debrief session for the second orientation camp. . . After hearing from our J2s, i got the feeling that our batch is far more inferior compared to this j1 batch again. . . I don't like the feeling, i don't like us losing, yet this is a fact. . . The j1s were really impressive, unlike us j2, strucked with so many internal conflicts and problems. . . Everyone like losing interest in ODAC, no longer wants to participate in the CCA. . . I can see that most of them wants to concentrate on their studies and put CCA aside. . . I hate this. . . I really want to prove those wrong that you can handle CCA and do well at the same time. . . I can achieve good results while still attending your CCA activities. . . I don't have to mug to get good grades. . . Saturday there is an activity at Bukit Timah, but it crashes with my Chemistry extra tutorial. . . I decided to go for the activity whatever is the case. . . For those who decide to skip to go for the activity, i will prove them wrong for the coming test. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am in my highest form now. . . Been achieving relatively good grades and my confident is now at its peak. . . B for the last chemistry test, second place in the whole class. . . . I recalled Chee Yong saying that everyone has a time where he/she will be at his peak of intelligence. . . Maybe mine is now, and i hope it can last till after my A levels. . . Anyway, it is also because of my studying technique that i can do well for the recent few tests. . . Study the important things, the tutorials, get it in your mind and you can at least score a pass for the test. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Raining outside now. . best time to sleep. . . so i am going to. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111338308263905341?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111338308263905341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111338308263905341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111338308263905341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111338308263905341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can-prove-u-wrong.html' title='I Can Prove U Wrong'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111310933575468463</id><published>2005-04-09T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T01:46:19.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BiG !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The camp is finally over. . ! Months and weeks of planning saw everything coming to an end few hours ago. . . But was it a success. . . .?&lt;br /&gt;Spent so much time and effort in hoping to make the camp an exciting and wonderful one. . . I was so hoping that everyone will just enjoy it. . . It turned out otherwise. . . The response from the campers during the debrief session was not good. . . Though they still gave an overall 'not bad' remark for the camp, but i am a perfectionist. . . I can't accept this kinda feedbacks as a way of marking the camp as 'successful'. . . In fact. . . Most of the comments given were like. . . 'it was disorganise most of the time. . . too much time wasted on waiting. . . too little activities. . .' I was disappointed. . . Despite the effort put in, i still failed to tackle these areas. . . It's the problem of the leadership, i did my best. . . but i just can't prove that i can lead well. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nevertheless, i have to admit that i had learned quite a few things while planning and organising the camp. . . I proved myself capable of organising such a big thing. . . Throughout the process of getting the bikes for the night cycling, applying for permit, getting the logistics, to clearing the drains for drain crawling, it all wasn't easy. . . I did it, just like those from NTU and NUS ODAC can do. . . *Give a clap to myself. . . Of course i didn't do it alone. . . Really have to commend on Jerry, Shi Rui and Raymond, they have been great help. . . The process of loading and unloading 50 bikes onto and from an undersized lorry was especially memorable. . . The pros from the bicycle rental shop demonstrated the loading process once, squeezing in the bikes in their 'professional' ways. . . We failed to learn, but we did it our own way. . . and perhaps we did better than them. . . We got ourselves extremely shagged and dirty, yet all was worth it, it gave us a sense of satisfactory. . . Though we didn't receive compliment from the campers for the cycling activity, this is something which we organisers experienced and deserve to praise and reward ourselves. . . Clearing the drain for the drain crawl was another dirty job. . . The drain passage was infested with cox webs and spiders. . .  It took us hell lotsa of courage before we finally go in. . . Of course i wasn't the brave soul, Jerry was the hero. . . It all lies in the mind. . . We overcame the mental barrier of spiders, lizards, webs etc etc, recce the passage times and times again. . . A clap for all these work, the drain crawling was the most successful activity for the camp, receiving much of the pathetic little compliments. . . There were lessons to be learned during the planning of this camp too. . . Many things cropped up while returning the bikes. . . Helmets were found missing, parts were found spoiled or missing. . . Not quite possible were them be stolen or lost, most likely because we had not received them or was damaged from the beginning. . . In any case, it was still our fault, we should have checked carefully from the start, and we paid the price for it. . . $20 for the compensations, from our own pockets. . . So. . . May be this is the most probably the last big thing i'm gonna do in ODAC. . . Sounds so sad. . . Although the camp may not be that successful, i showed that i am capable, of doing something BIG. . . There will be more to come, more BIG things that i'm gonna show i can do. . ! I want to do BIG things, i can make it BIG, i am the next BIG thing. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111310933575468463?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111310933575468463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111310933575468463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111310933575468463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111310933575468463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/big.html' title='BiG !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111250942210962930</id><published>2005-04-02T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:23:42.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure. . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I had i actually written something for my previous entry. . . but somehow or rather, it wasn't properly published, probably due to some server error, that everything i had written didn't came out. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It took me so long to come out with another entry. . . As usual, i was busy, lazy, tired to blog. . . I wander today is a good time to blog, i am left with so many things to do, i don't know whether blogging at this time will be appropriate. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For most of the week, i have been busy over the 2nd Orientation Camp. . . Devoted time, effort and energy into it, i really hope it can go on well. . . It wasn't easy planning something big, but i have rather make it BIG than to just let it go dull. . . Afterall, this will be one of the last thing i gonna be doing in ODAC before retiring to concentrate on studies, so the pressure is on me, to do a good job. . . After only a few rounds of persuasion, editing here and there, had we finally got our proposal approved on thursday. . . There had been so many obstacles on the way. . . There were thoughts from the teachers to cancel the camp, to restrict the camp to take place in school only, to change it to a simpler one etc etc etc. . . Any of this happen, our effort shall all gone to drain. . . I tried and fought hard for our plan to through. . . It will be something great, something exciting and fun, but i agreed it was too last minute. . . Safety measures were important, there had been quite a lot of risk involve in this project, but we managed to get it to the minimal after several amendment and finally, the teacher approved the project, though i can see it was sorta 'in an unwilling' manner. . . We are now in the final phrase of the plan, and next week, on friday, we will see the fruits that it bear. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . for the week, i hasn't been doing much studying. . . I doubt i can do as well as i had did during the first CA. . . I have been slacking in school. . . Physics is giving me hell lotsa of problems, i really fear for it. . . I bought study guides, 10 year series, but none seen to have helped. . . I still don't understand many of the concepts and i can't seen to understand. . . They were so foreign to me as i try to do the questions. . . The wednesday physic test. . . i stared so hard at the questions, trying to get something from my mind, but nothing came out. . . I guess i gonna failed badly, possibly less than 5 out of the total 30marks. . . Heard that they are gonna kill us in Mid year exam with questions set beyond A level standard. . . Stress. . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111250942210962930?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111250942210962930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111250942210962930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111250942210962930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111250942210962930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/04/pressure.html' title='Pressure. . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111176529072267782</id><published>2005-03-25T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:41:30.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch. .!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111176529072267782?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111176529072267782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111176529072267782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111176529072267782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111176529072267782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/ouch.html' title='Ouch. .!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111140423972976917</id><published>2005-03-21T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:23:59.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . First day of another new term. . . Went to school with my extremely disgusting hair. . . Yes. . It's real disgusting and i guess it disgusted many. . . But many i have to really thanked myself for having made the decision to get it cut so short. . As they had warned at the end of last term, they will do a spot check on the first day of school and send those with long hair back home to get a hair cut, they really did it this morning. . . Many were caught/arrested/nabbed, lectured and sent outside to get their hair cut, a completely familiar scenario to me. . . I could still remember the 2nd day i was in srjc, caught for long hair, got my parent called, and then sent outside school to get a hair cut. . . I avoid a repetition today. . . after sacrifying my looks. . . lOlx. . However, i realised my hair wasn't the worst looking. . . I got a chance to laugh at those whose hair was also equally CANNOT MAKE IT. . . Shi Hao, Kelvin. . . they happened to be the casualty. . . I now fulfilled the criteria to belong to a group called Tekong Club. . . Haha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yea. . Got back my chemistry test result earlier on. . . 46% and that's an E. . . I passed again. . . miraculously. . . Again i was the few who passed in the class, top 8 i think. .? Haha. . I couldn't hide that i was extremely glad and relieved that i had passed. . . I thought i would have join the F and AO club, given that i wasn't able to complete the paper. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm tired man. . . Went out till about 11 something pm with my brothers. . . (John, Andy, Alan, Tricky, Donovan!?. . .) Haha. . .  Went town, accompany Rong to see some clothes, do some shopping. . . I got myself a Zinc bag, cost about 40, quite style manz, i like it. . . Unfortunately, i didn't buy a pair of shoe as what i had planned. . . Buy shoe in town. . ? Must be crazy, i do not want myself swearing and cursing when i saw a cheaper pair somewhere in queensway or peninsular. . . Anyway, we went to Far East's Magic Wok for dinner after that. . . The food was oily, it didn't taste as nice as that in Hougang Mall, i guess i wouldn't want to return there to eat anymore. . . Then, actually intended to catch a movie at Cinneleisure, but there wasn't any nice movie, resorted to playing pool instead. . . I started with poor form and ended also with poor form. . . Hasn't been touching the game for so long, probably 3months. . ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . . Gonna continue the story. . . Friday was the most eventful day last week. . . Got a class gathering at Audrey's house in the day. . . Played majong, cards, watch tv, eat. . . It was also a farewell for Yvonne and a celebration for Joseph and Liyun's birthday. . . Been togather for about a year or so, sorta sad that she's leaving. . . Well, never mind, she's still a friend and forever part of 2S13 2005. . Haha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okie ya. . We found out that Si Jie got a girlfriend that day. . . ! Secretly dating a girl behind our back manz, what a brother. . . Wouldn't have know if not for Zixiang's violent bombardment. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The exciting part of the day came at night. . . Did a night cycling recce with Jerry, Raymond, Zhi Ming and Jun Xin. . . Cycled all the way from east to macritchie. . . That's where we did a night walk there. . . It was dark and scary, especially the path in the woods, totally made my heart skipped many many beats. . . Haha. . . This wasn't the worst part. . We then proceed to Bukit Brown cemetry, which was near there. . . As we cycled nearer and nearer towards the entrance of the cemetry which was a total pitch dark,  raymond suddenly told us to keep clear and not to go in. . . Immediately i sensed something was not right, and commanded all to evacuate to the main road. . . He told us he didn't have very good feelings, the aura there wasn't good. . . My heart was in my mouth. . . Indeed i believed him. . . Not only because he was quite a religious guy. but also the area was really that spooky. . . Still recalled last time we went there for recce at night, it was not as late as this time, about 8 something, where Jerry heard a lady voice calling NO. . . This thought just kept circulating in my mind and i couldn't help feeling terrified. . . Eventually, we decided not to go in. . . Later in the day, Jerry went to consult Kai Kian, who was in charge of last year's Orientation Camp where we also came here to do night walk. . . They had the same experience. . . My father too, when i told him the incident, said that the place isn't very clean. . . Scary. . Losing some sleep for the few nights because of this. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okie. . . End of story. . Tired, got something better to do than blogging all these shit. . . Haha. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111140423972976917?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111140423972976917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111140423972976917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111140423972976917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111140423972976917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/continued.html' title='Continued'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111130847077016257</id><published>2005-03-20T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T00:47:50.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday End Liao(To Be Continued)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In about 15 hours' time, the one week's holiday is gonna come to an end. . . How sad. . . But to me, this is not really that bad after all. . . I have not really enjoyed the holiday, totally spoiled by the first day of it. . . I was looking forward to something which can make me feel that fresh and energetic again. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . The end of this holiday means quite a lot of things. . . First of all. . . I have to complete all of my holiday assignments. . . I tried hard to do them, to finish them, yet i still find myself way behind time. . . I guess i needa bring some of the workload back to school uncompleted. . .And then. . . Face the possible consequences. . . Secondly, I needa get a good hair cut. . . I just did it. . . A damn good one i guess, totally short and disgusting- that's what the school wants. . . I look horrible with that, seriously. . . I guess i can forget about going back to school winning the attention of girls again. . lOlx. . .! Thirdly. . . I needa go get a nice bag and a pair of stylish shoe. . . Not yet done that, but soon, going out with my brothers to get them. . . Fourthly. . The start of the new school term marks the beginning of many new challenges. . . Time to study hard i hope. . . Mid year's coming, no more slacking. . . Napfa test, get a gold or i hope not silver, and get myself into the elite team, no more PT during PE for me please. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . I still got lotsa of stories to tell manz, about those that happened during the last few days, guarantee excitng, but for now, i needa go out with my disgusting hair to buy a pair of stylish shoe and nice bag. . . Haha. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111130847077016257?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111130847077016257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111130847077016257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111130847077016257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111130847077016257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/holiday-end-liaoto-be-continued.html' title='Holiday End Liao(To Be Continued)'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111086397963427967</id><published>2005-03-14T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T21:19:39.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do i look like a fool. . . ? Why do i feel like i'm being treated like one. . ? While i still can't make up what the situation really is, i can only presume it based on my own analysis and that of those given by my buddies. . . I realised what i had thought for the past weeks was true, yet at those time i was trying hard to prove myself wrong, until yesterday had i really see the true colours. . . I wandered what those reasons were excuse, or was it really reflecting the true situation, but my instinct told me that i was being treated like a fool after all. . . I was brought into a dream of fantasy, i thought it is real, yet in the end i was cruelly awaken. . . Maybe after all, it shouldn't have started from the beginning. . . It was mistake, one that had inflicted a scar from my already severely bruised body. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . So it wasn't a very good day for me yesterday. . It has been a few months since i am feeling this low. . It would have been worse, if i had not got a bunch of my brothers out. . . Went for a movie, Son of the Mask, with Jia Liang, Zhen Wei and Roy at Yishun. . . Though the movie do not feature Jim Carrie any more, it was still quite a nice movie to catch, more of a comedy than a thriller. . . Then we went for dinner and to K Box. . . Was in a mood to sing, so i asked them along. . . Feeling much better after singing. . . Even though my voice can't make it, i just love to sing, it makes me feel great, especially when i am in low mood, singing really sorta of console me. . . I sometime wish i have a good vocal, a good voice, i wanna express my thoughts and feelings through the songs i sang to everyone. . Haha. . . Of course, if you don't have a good voice, you needa choose the right audiences. . Like me. . I only want to go k box with this bunch of buddies of mine, only them can stand my voice and allowed me to enjoy my singing more. . Going with the wrong people will only develop you with a phobia of going out to sing. . . So, well if you want to sing, i recommend you to K Box AMK, got plenty of new songs there(this sounds interesting only if you listen to chinese songs). . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then, we waited for Sen Rong to knock off from K box before accompanying him to eat and stayed for a chit-chat session. . That was actually my main motive for going to k Box. . We can stay to talk after he knocked off from work. . . We used to do this often, all of us will go somewhere near the other's workplace to wait for him to knock off and then stay to talk cock, share with each other our problems. . . However, now everyone's busy, we rarely have a chance. . . So i purposely created the chance yesterday. . To tell them my problems. . . They were good listeners, provide me with valuable advices, that's why they are my brothers. . . I am so glad to have them at times like this. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haiz. . . I see today will be no better a day for me. . . Woke up not long ago and landed a mess in the kitchen. . . Accidentally knock over the birdcage, spilling the bird seeds and waste matter over the floor. . . Took me some effort to get it clean up. . I think i am really down in my luck. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am tired now, yet i am not sleepy, what the hell am i feeling now. . So numb. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is plenty of things for me to do this holiday, but i don't know whether i can find the mood or motivation to go do them. . . Haiz. . . What happened, was it a blessing in disguise. . or was it a curse that lay on me. . . ? I wished everything was a dream. . .&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/8673575-111086397963427967?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111086397963427967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111086397963427967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111086397963427967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111086397963427967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupid-fool.html' title='Stupid Fool'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111055334149772820</id><published>2005-03-11T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:02:21.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here It Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally. . .! Last day of school le. . . Gonna go into a 1 week long of break. . . Great. . .! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been looking forward to this for so so long. . . Really tired, this break is certainly a need for me. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But. . . Break. . .? There are no break for you in Year 2 until the day you finished your A level examination. . . Yea, i've seemed through this. . . Been dumped with so much works and assignment for the holiday. . . Maths and chemisty alone will kill away all the time you need for rest and enjoyment. . . No break this holiday, only work work work. . .! Still needa go back school for chemistry make up on Monday and Tuesday. . . Oh gosh. . . Is this really call HOLIDAY. . ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The week has not been that bad so far for me. . . Maybe because this day is coming. . . Or maybe some other events just kept me in nice mood. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Math and Chemistry test on Tuesday and Thurday respectively. . . They all fell on this week, yet they are likely to produce entirely different result by me. . . I should not do too badly for Maths if i do not guess wrongly and i may do badly for chemistry if i guess correctly. . . Big headache for chemistry, i couldn't finish the paper on time. . . I did not touch a section that contribute 5 out of the total 20 marks, and this means, there goes my A and B grade. . . C seemed too unlikely, so unlikely that i can managed to get all the remaining parts correct. . . For math, as usual, i was ever that confident for math. . . I should do well. . . I really hope so. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was given back my result slip for term 1 on thursday. . . The best result i achieved in SRJC. . . A-Math, A-Physics, C-Chemistry, D7- GP. . . Though i failed GP, i got every reason to be please with my result. . . 2nd in class, 24th in the whole level, what can i say. . Have to agree it was sorta of tyco, but i really hope this can continue, yet i am not confident. . . Lady luck is really on my side. . . I hasn't really study, i studied last minute. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went out with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:OCIP@ODAC"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OCIP@ODAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt; after training today. . . We went to discuss about the activities for the second term as well as the fund raising thingy. . . It was supposed to be handled by Jocelyn but they had been quite inefficient in doing so, that's why we had decided to step in and do it ourselves. . . Surprisingly, four of us managed to come out with an idea that i thought was brilliant. . . Car Wash. . . We had fantastic plan about that and it was real cool. . ! Wow man, never imagine that we can work so well together, powerful. . ! That's real good, i am amazed. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, lotsa of things coming up for the holiday, i shall keep myself extremely busy. . . with playing. . . Haha. . .&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/8673575-111055334149772820?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111055334149772820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111055334149772820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111055334149772820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111055334149772820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/here-it-comes.html' title='Here It Comes'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-111018759068660193</id><published>2005-03-07T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T01:26:30.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It isn't Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Actually didn't want to blog until the holidays start but still, i decided to do so. . . I'm so stuck in so many things, things just isn't going smoothly for me, how i wish for a break to come as soon as possible. . . Soon. . . it's just a week away. . . I really hope this week can pass very quickly. . . The tiredness i am getting is saddening me. . . Haiz. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I just want to let it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm so dead, i'm such a boring person. . .! Do the problem lies in me. . .? I don't seem to get the confident to move on. . . I don't feel it's going to get anywhere. . . Yet what i hope is not like this. . . I fear. . . I don't want to go in with everything, i knew i am gonna fall. . . Falling so high so hard is very painful, i won't be able to stand it. . . I choose to refrain myself from getting too into it. . . For i am one who can't take too much of the pain. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I spent the whole Sunday at home, sleeping, slacking. . just like what a pig does. . . This seem like a break but i couldn't feel i have any. . . A weary mind, a heavy heart. . . One full day of rest can never be enough. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Attended the NYJC concert, Bai Yun Gang which Wan Teng had asked me and Cheeyong to go on Sat. . . It was quite a worth watching one, with a series of chinese drama being played by them. . . Though it do gets a bit boring towards the middle, as we couldn't really catch what they were acting. . . Anyway, we brought a big bouqet of flower for Wan Teng, though she wasn't one of those performing. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm so tired. . . Let me end here. .   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-111018759068660193?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/111018759068660193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=111018759068660193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111018759068660193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/111018759068660193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-isnt-great.html' title='It isn&apos;t Great'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110951696744674205</id><published>2005-02-27T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:47:17.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm back from my camp. . . . So shagged. . . So tired. . . I wandered how i found energy to still go out to play soccer in the afternoon today. . . We lost 2-0 to kelvin's team. . . Well. . . Didn't really care about the result. . . What kinda of match is it called when you played with 6 a side and 5-foot length goal post. . . ? Of course we didn't played well but the two goals they scored were sorta lucky. .? They must be giggling away with the win right now. . . after we beat them last time. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SRJC school team played against NYJC on friday. . . They drew 1-1. . . NY was like so lousy yet they couldn't win against them. . . I really doubt that our school's team is good. . . Saw Mr Heng and the NYJC's soccer coach during the match. . . Was quite surprise that they still recognised me. . . Maybe Mr Heng recognised me because of the time i gave him attitude problems which left him with a deep impression with me. . . And the soccer coach. . .? Perhap because i was the best player he had then. . .? Haha. . . . 3 of us had a talk in the canteen after the match. . . I asked him for a match against my v3 team but had not yet received any new, he was supposed to contact me by Eng Hao. . . . Had he forgotten. . . Hope not man. . . Look forward to the match, feels that we stand a high chance of winning, and i wanted him to be impressed with the team i've got. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . . back to the camp. . . I thought it was quite sian. . . Maybe because i wasn't the one planning or in charge of the activities, so therefore i didn't bother to be enthusiastic. . . I was hiding inside the ODAC room whenever i can(since i got the authority to do so. . .) and otherwise i just did what i was supposed to do. . . I didn't really interact with the J1. . . Can't find the mood to do so, most of them are going to leave us anyway. .. .&lt;br /&gt;They had their night walk at lower peice reseirvoir, and it was before that that i break the new about that a corpse was found there just days ago. . . It raised some concerns from the teachers but it was still carried on as usual. . .&lt;br /&gt;I was arranged to be the road marshall with Jia Guang. . . It was dark inside the route but not really that bad as compared to the last time we did the walk, the moon was bright for the night. . . It was unfortunate when i got a stomache while at my stationed point. . Luckily got Yan Jia and Chuan Ming to take over us as i rushed all the way back to the start for the toilet. . . Haha. . . While making my way back to my station, it was then i realised Jia Guang was so scared. . . I tried a few time to shake him off so that i can do a solo walk but he just kept sticking to me. . . Haha. . .&lt;br /&gt;We proceed on walking on the road to some remote placed nearby after the solo walk. . . Again, it was the one we had walked before. . . It was the devil's turn. . . Read some story about it, being quite haunted. . . Felt quite horrified when i identifed it during my first time walking. . . But this time, it wasn't really so, perhap there are more people around. . . Amusingly, we met up with some police officer again. . This time they were there because of a car accident in front. . . Singapore's police really got nothing much to do, 3 police car there because of a small car accident. . .&lt;br /&gt;Finishing the walk, we still have to make our journey back to school. . . As usual, i was walking with my eyes closed again. . . It was so long and tiring, took more than 3hours to reach school. . .&lt;br /&gt;It's already 5++am by the time we reached school. . . Washing up, doing all the errands, and it left me with less than 45 minutes of sleep before we were wake up to begin the next activity. . The amazing race. . . I was stationed with Bi Deng at Suntec city. . . from 10am-4.30pm. . . Was sleeping there most of the time, if not i will have been bored to death by the wait. . . . But Bi Deng was more bored than me i guess, he was like waiting all the way. . . at least i spent 2++hrs on the phone chatting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today. . . Hide myself at home the whole day except for going out to play soccer. . . I didn't go to work, lied to auntie that i was sick, but actually i had wanted to go out which eventually i didn't. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sianz. . . Tomorrow's another week, i'm so tired of school now. . . . Haiz. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110951696744674205?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110951696744674205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110951696744674205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110951696744674205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110951696744674205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-from-camp.html' title='Back From Camp'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110917036053257022</id><published>2005-02-23T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:47:47.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivate Me. . .!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm so free to blog everyday these few days. . . Actually. . . Got plenty to do, yet i can't seem to find the mood and energy to do it. . . Having great stress over not doing anything, yet didn't managed to find the motivation to do something. . . Anyway, all the works, i just don't seem to be able to figure out a way to do them. . . They were so chim and difficult that all i can do was staring hard at them and dream. . . This often left me with no motivation to do them. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today. . . Ya. . . Our class attendance was unusually good. . . No late-comers, everyone were present even before 7.25. . . Lessons were easy for me. . . Because i did my chemistry work. . . Always have this kinda feeling that makes you feel like attending the lesson if i had done my work, otherwise, i will normally feel quite unwilling to attend them. . .&lt;br /&gt;My mood had got slightly better, but i didn't wasn't totally rid off that bad ugly mood. . .&lt;br /&gt;Showed my attitude during ODAC training today. . . Mr Goh didn't allow us to play game under the sun due to the hot weather and we were made to do indoor PT. . . This pissed me off. . . What crap was that. . . We have enough of PT, competitions are over, can't we just play some games to let our hair down instead of doing PT again. . . I was seriously against it, yet i still forced myself to go through it, despite showing some attitude problem. . . I didn't want to hide my anger. . . But i know as a member, i have to do what was told. . . Nevertheless, we did have some games after the PT. . Captain Ball. . . I wanted to play soccer. . so i wasn't very enthusiastic in the game we played. . . It was nevertheless still quite fun and entertaining. . . My team was fantastic. . . Won both the game we played. . . Although i didn't give my 100% effort, was actually quite relaxed and slacked throughout the game, we still won. . . Maybe i am actually quite pro at it. . .&lt;br /&gt;Latest news came showed that O level result will be released only on Monday, not as what the rumour had claimed, friday. . . That means the 1st O camp will be on. . . Not sure whether is it a blessing or burden. . . I just know that with the camp on there goes my weekend. . . Xiao Jun want to have a gathering with me and vicknesh on sun. . . I will most probably be working on that night also. . . And this may result in insufficient time for me to do my homeworks. . . . Haiz. . . . How manz. . !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. . . Tomorrow i got a dental appointment. . . Won't have to wake up so early to school le. . . Yuppie. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110917036053257022?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110917036053257022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110917036053257022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110917036053257022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110917036053257022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/motivate-me.html' title='Motivate Me. . .!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110908362368269651</id><published>2005-02-22T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T06:47:03.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad Week Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm still find myself stucked in a vicious cycle which i still find myself wasn't able to get out of. . . Still so highly depressed by this cruel reality. . . I felt i match every of the criteria yet i didn't couldn't figure out what is the problem. . . aRgggggghhhhhhh. . . ! No more time. . .! Should i just let it be. . . ? It's the the best ending. . .? Haiz. . .!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha.  . Don't have to know what i am talking about above, i am just letting off steams. . . Felt so hard to keep it to myself, so decided to write it out in a way that perhaps. . . no one could understand. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . . The bad week continues. . . Went to school, still feeling sorta of shagged. . . Have to go and see philip tan during our break. . . The reason. . . . Haha. . . High late coming record, 2nd highest in the whole level, with 48 cases over these two months. . . Raymond was the top scorer with 6(no it's 4), Joseph came in close, with 4 too. . . I myself contributed once. . . We received some talking to. . . Philip Tan was reasonable enough not to be too harsh today in my opinion. . . The tone was not that bad compared to what i have seen of him. . . The worst part was the time when we just arrived at the place we suppose to see him and the discipline teachers. . . We were 15 minutes late, held up by a Math Quiz. . . Tan Li Zhi flared up his temper at us because of this. . . This was quite ridiculous, it's not our choice to want to be late too, but it take time to collect the scripts, get to the venue and the allowance we were given after the tutorial to finish the paper. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So in the end, we were made to promise a zero late coming record until we graduate and have to stay back after assembly every day until March to be monitored by him. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still find myself very lucky again. . . as i escaped with my long hair from his eyes. . . I hope i can still do it tomorrow, the day after and many many more days. . I just trimmed it and i have no intention to do it again in such a short time despite it still looks long. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me pray tomorrow can be a better day. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110908362368269651?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110908362368269651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110908362368269651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110908362368269651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110908362368269651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/bad-week-continues.html' title='The Bad Week Continues'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110897934083983254</id><published>2005-02-21T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T01:49:00.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna be Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tired day. . . Was feeling tired throughout the entire day. . . I didn't really rest well yesterday, just merely 6 hours of sleep, barely enough for me. . It wasn't a great day. . . It's gonna be a bad week. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I skipped PE intentionally today, after the vertical marathon yesterday, i didn't feel like doing any sort of running. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everything, everyday was so sian to me. . . I totally do not have any mood. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I found something that i am really into, yet i am really feeling vex over it. . . I wondered what i should do. . . It isn't the right time. . . . yet time is running short. . . Been thinking of it over the day and perhap i had came out with something of a decision. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got back the result for GP essay. . I flunged. . . i thought i will do well, i was wrong. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's gonna be a bad week, i know. . . Haiz. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110897934083983254?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110897934083983254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110897934083983254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110897934083983254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110897934083983254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/gonna-be-bad.html' title='Gonna be Bad'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110891202444629765</id><published>2005-02-20T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T07:07:04.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chingay. . . vertical marathon. . . All finally over. . . ! Yet. . . i still haven't got the much needed rest. . . I'm so shag now. . . so so tired. . . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;As planned, i went for the vertical marathon today. . . Had to climb the 51 storeys Temasek Tower. . . Not an easy task. . . Was panting like don't know what after just reaching the 10th storey. . . I don't know what happened after that that kept me struggling through to the top level. . . Maybe after all, my endurance was really very very good. . . lOlx. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . I made it back first in my group, which comprises of Kelvin, Peiyun and two others H &amp; F ladies. . . Don't know whether is this an achievement or not. . .Kelvin was called up last minute to replace Jonathan Tan Wei Xian, because he wasn't able to make it because of his grandfather passed away or something. .. I was completely shagged when i reached the top, can feel my throat filled with thus that are trapped by the dust that had enter while i was breathing through my mouth throughout the climb. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . after the competition, me, Jia Guang and Kelvin went to Queensway in an attempt to get baller IDs. . . It turned up to be a wasted trip, none have the shops there have any stocks of these baller IDs. . . I had hoped to get one because i thought it's quite cool and nice wearing it. . Too bad. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday was the official day for Chingay 2005. . . But before, went for the MILK fund thingy. . . There was actually nothing really much to do there, i only recalled doing a bit of counting, speaking a few words to the seconday 2 kids, which were to unfriendly. . and then watching a short video. . . It was more like wasting our time than doing CIP. . . However, what followed after that was far more fun and exciting. . Went Lido to catch a movie with my motivators, Florence, Wan Shing and Candice. . . Joanna tagged along with us too. . . We watched the show Hide and Seek, something of a scary movie. . . Florence was sitting beside me and she's like screaming all the way. . . I felt more entertained by her than the movie. . . Haha. . . Anyway, this girl is the fun-loving little girl i have known in my Chingay group. . Actually the movie won't very nice, nor was it scary. . Maybe i was too tired, but i just find the movie a bit no link and boring. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So after the movie, it's time to go for what everyone has been waiting for. . . But this Chingay isn't that great for me. . . My day was spoiled after i offended Andrey, another of my motivator. . . I have my foul mouth to be blamed and i understand i was in the wrong. . I told her to not pretend taking her own sweet time to bend the light stick so that she can slack more and don't have to motivate, but i was kidding mah. . . This sparked the misunderstanding. . . and she's was really very pissed with me about that. . . I realised she was angry but i didn't know i will aggravate the situation, i thought i could make her laugh by apologising with myself kneeling down and then, bowing my head. . . This made her feeling worse and this marked the beginning of a horrible day for me. . Throughout the event this incident kept circulating in my mind and i couldn't find the mood to really be enthusiastic. . . She was giving me boycotting me all the way on that day and it really upset me a lot, as much as it pissed me off too. . . On one hand i thought i was too much, on the other hand, i thought she was really petty. . . I tried so many times to apologise to her until i really lost my patience. . . I went for Chingay to make more friends, to have fun, making one more enemy and having a day spoiled like this was against my purpose. . . The day was supposed to be fun and exciting if not for the incident, the party after the event was great. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;As compared, friday's rehearsal was a better day for me. . . It was everything the same like saturday except there was no party and i was getting along well with Audrey then. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haiz. .  I may have had enjoyed this whole Chingay if Fri is Sat. . . ! Anyway, i am very happy and like to thank a few girls in my group who have showed unlimited enthusiasism throughout the whole thing. . . They were great manz. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Somehow i regretted not running for the road race on friday. . . I thought if i would have run, i will also be one of the people receiving prizes on stage, standing proud with everyone looking. . . Haha. . . Too bad that i have to do first aid for NYAA, too bad i want to run 100metres and 4x100m for sport days. . . I hope i can win something then to make up ba. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So fast, another week finished le. . . Hope this week will not be another busy week le. . . A level result may come out this week, good luck to myself for the chinese. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110891202444629765?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110891202444629765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110891202444629765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110891202444629765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110891202444629765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110865110964030678</id><published>2005-02-17T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T06:38:29.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shag ah !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . I finally struggled through the first half of the week. . . Since monday. . I've been sleeping after 1 am. . a mere 4-5 hours of sleep everyday. . . Plenty of works to do. . . Chemistry test to study, i wander what was keeping me going. . . Miraculously, over these days, i have not really felt a bit of tiredness. . Was that cup of coffee i had everyday producing such amazing effect. . ? That kept me so energetic. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tuesday's night work was quite energy-consuming. . A bit of rush but still coping fine. . Afterall, it was all worth the hardwork. . with the $34 and the surprise $12 hongbao i received from one my guest. . My first time receiving such a tip and i was extremely delighted and excited over it. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Also on the same day. . . I finally finished reading the book i lent from Sophia, the Da Vincl Code. . Nice book to read, though the ending was like quite sianz and the book was filled with 'distorted' facts which many had said. . . I am now starting another book by the same author, Digital Fortress. . . Trying to make myself read more, so i can improve my english. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wednesday was the same old thing. . . School lessons ended at 1pm, went for ODAC training and then, back home to study chemistry at night. . . Study chemistry. . my way to study. . in front of television. . . I knew i was watching the tv programmes rather than studying, yet i just can't resist the temptation of some nice shows. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I spent $100 purchasing another 1/2year supply of contact lense. . . Now really broke. . Haiz. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got inform that there will be a morning programme in Chingay that i had to attend. . Milk Fund. . 10am-1pm. .  I can imagine myself reaching home so late on friday and had to wake up so damn early to go for this thing, which was. . worse in Bukit Merah. . . Well. . Let me chiong for once. . again. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today. . Chemistry test. . I am afraid i gonna let myself down. . . Do not have the confident to perform well. . Must admit i didn't really studied well and party also because it was really too rush to complete the questions within the time limit, it caused me to panick and not know what to do when i tried to push myself to meet the given time. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sally not feeling well again. . For the third time, in consecutively three days. . . What's got into her. . What is she so gung-ho. . ? She should not have come to school if she is not feeling well. . Or perhap not in perfect condition. . Tuesday she has already been having such symptoms of nausea, numbness and ended up having her father came to school to fetch her home. . . She went to see a doctor, and he told her she has nervous breakdown, which nobody knows what is that. . We all speculate that she was too stress by her works. . And wednesday, she came to school, looking alright and insisting to go for ODAC training claiming that vertical marathon is coming. . She ended up suffering a 'relapse'. . . And today, she came to school again, suffered another 'relapse' and still went for PE and insisting to go for the road race tomorrow. . I tried to persuade her today. . to stay at home for a good rest tomorrow and forget about the road race. . She was damn stubborn. . . Need to chiong till like this meh. .? She want to be top student and top in sport is it. . Or is she aiming for some prestigious award or something. . What can be so important than your own health. . ? This girl watched too much of drama showing how heroes, heroin sacrificed their lives for some worthless glory. . . Or she want to wait till she breakdown then start to regret. . . Not mean to be so critical, but her way of doing really got me quite pissed. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . another marathon start now. . . Fri Road Race Chingay, Sat Milk Fund Chingay and Sun Vertical marathon. . Shag arh. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110865110964030678?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110865110964030678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110865110964030678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110865110964030678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110865110964030678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/shag-ah.html' title='Shag ah !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110839325820237477</id><published>2005-02-14T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T07:00:58.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Day~!~!~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wow manz. . I made it somehow. . . ! After weeks, months of training, i finally tasted some fruit of success. . ! I am finally able to reach the floor with my hands. . . finally able to sketch myself that much to perform that. . Looks like i won't have to worry whether the sit-n-reach station will drag me down in my napfa. . hiypee. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . Today's valentine day .. Happy valentine day EVERYBODY. . ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So it was a day where couple spend time together celebrating the occasion, a day for couples. . For someone who's still single like me(that sounded sad). . it was just like any other day. . except that i gave something to someone i like. . yea. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The girls were sorta in a high mood today because of this occasion, giving out chocolates and. . biscuits. . LOlx. . the most special valentine gift i recieved, given by Yvonne. . to all the guys in the class. . Was actually planning with kelvin to get roses for all the gers. . Unfortunately due to some miscommunication this was not done. . Feeling sorta of guilty-conscious for not buying anything for the girls. . Me, Si Jie, Kelvin and Wai Gang went searching and bought some chocolates for the girls as valentine day gifts in Heartland Mall after school. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Remember this day last year, i was in Sentosa, attending their X-country. . I remembered finishing one of the last, not last unfortunately. . cos i was walking all the way with vicknesh. . Nice experience. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Actually wanted to write about some of my love stories, experiences i mean. . since it was valentine day. . Haha. . But i remember i have no time. . still got plenty of homework to do. . tomorrow won't be a good day, still have to go down to work after school. . This week will be a busy week. . Chingay one fri and sat, vertical marathon on sun. . . chemistry test on thurs. . ! Haiz. &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110839325820237477?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110839325820237477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110839325820237477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110839325820237477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110839325820237477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine Day~!~!~!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110813354559081508</id><published>2005-02-11T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T06:52:25.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hasn't been blogging for quite some time. . Chinese New Year had since past. . . Just like any other normal days. . . Somehow or rather, it was rather a dull new year for me, i almost spent the whole of the two days holiday sleeping. . . After the tiring weeks before, i guess sleeping matters more than anything. . So, instead of going out visiting, i chose to stay home, enjoying myself sleeping in a comfortable bed. . . It was then i realised that sleeping, afterall, can be a form of leisure, once you are addicted to it, you just wanna keep sleeping like nobody's business. . Of course, that was crap, you can't possibly waste your time sleeping all the time. . Think of this, after you die, you will have tons lotsa of time sleeping. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. .  Went back to school in a holiday mood after taking a two days break, which never seem enough for my tired body. . . Despite having the intention to pon, i still forced myself to school for one reason or another. . Nevertheless, my presence in school was as good as useless. . I couldn't pick myself to be attentive during lectures and tutorials. . . Was very sleepy throughout. . I was practically in a 'physical present mentally absence state'. . I didn't know or understand what the teachers were teaching. . . Also, was rather moodless that i didn't really feel like interacting with anyone. . . Therefore, this was rather a bad and fruitless school day for me, might be better if i have not went to school. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I went last minute shop for new year clothes on monday. . Went from Bugis to Orchard, hang around look around. . I almost got nothing. . Those clothes i saw either don't fit my taste or too expensive. . The crowd which i am met with everywhere i go also drive me off from taking too much time seeing the clothes. . In the end, i settled with only a jean. . An engineered jean from Levi that cost me $130. . Heartache. . ! But well, since i need a jean most, might as well get a branded and nice jean. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sunday. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got my class team together to play a match against Kelvin's red ant team. . lOlx. . Yea. . We played hard, fought hard, put up a vintage performance and won the game deservely 4-2. . . I scored a goal, no. . two goal. . one own goal which i deflected a shot by chunji into my own goal. . I played very very hard to make up my mistake. . . Scored a goal from beautiful long shot. . Hehe. . I am beginning to find my old form again. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110813354559081508?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110813354559081508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110813354559081508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110813354559081508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110813354559081508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110726948282794249</id><published>2005-02-01T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T06:52:12.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Somehow or rather, this week has been more relax so far. . . Got home pretty early these two days and managed to catch a few hours of sleep. . That was so crucial to me, after last week's busy schedule. . Nevertheless, it still wasn't enough, i really need a whole day of sleep to bring myself back to full strength. . Next week. . Chinese New year, i am gonna really sleep my way through. .&lt;br /&gt;The remaining days of the week look set to revert back to the busy days i had last week as i looked at my timetable, occupied with school activities until at least 6-7pm. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surf and sweat on Sunday was rather quite fun. . I was 1st in my cohort, which consist of our ODACIANs and a few from soccer, all of them from SRJC. . However, this 1st position didn't even manage to get me into the overall top 10 ranking. . Haiz. .! Nevertheless, it was the fun and experience that counts. . The surfing part was especially memorable, and fun of course. . It was my first time getting onto a surf board and surf like this, the feeling was great. . Haha. . ! And the first time i wore a singlet and ran in the public like this. . Not bad, i look great with that didn't i. . The best part of the day was the goody bag i guess. . There was a surf and sweat singlet, a ripcurl organiser, some vouchers, snacks and most amusing, a FHM magazine. . Ridiculously, the FHM magazine came with a free G-string. .! Lolx. . i wander how i am gonna deal with that. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the week so far had brought me numeral shocks and surprises. . Received back the result for chemistry and physics test on Mon and tues respectively, and guess what, i flared so well that i couldn't imagine i will have. . I got 58% for chemistry, 4th highest in class if i am not wrong, and then 23/30 for physics, one of the highest also. . These, along with the 17/25 for math, was the best result i had got so far. . I hope this is nothing sort of tyco, i really hope to maintain such result, but somehow or rather, i don't have the confidence to do so. . with the slacking attitude i have now. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110726948282794249?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110726948282794249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110726948282794249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110726948282794249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110726948282794249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/02/week-so-far.html' title='The Week So Far'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110697902511325121</id><published>2005-01-29T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T22:11:10.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Busy Man . .!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been a busy week for me. . . Tightly packed with activities. . . I've been depending on coffees to survive past the lectures and tutorials. . . The coffee method works almost perfectly on me, i went to school feeling quite energetic everyday but. . . I knew my health isn't going very well, in fact, it's like getting weaker each day. . . because i couldn't get enough rest. . . Sleeping just 5 hours a day. . . Haiz, long for the chinese new year holiday to come faster. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back not long ago from Chingay training. . . I am the lead motivator for sector 2.4, all thanks to Jeremy's recommendation. . . There are 3 lead for my group, including Joanna and Angela. . . I know Joanna since last year's teachers' conference and Angela was the easy-going and friendly girl i just know today. . So my group, i guess it wasn't too bad for a start. . . The girls were more enthusiastic than the guys. . . The same case as yesterday's ODAC training. . Are guys today becoming more like me, so shy and quiet. . I wasn't exactly a good lead, i mean i am a bad lead. . I didn't manage to make the J1s really come out and be enthusiastic. . . Maybe i don't have the type of leadership, but i am trying hard. . . Kept telling myself that i must be very thick skin in order to lead. . . Yea, so i am trying, need time to learn. . Therefore, i was like depending on Angela to do the leading all the time. . She's quite good at it, since she's an OGL too. . . At quite a few occasion, i was really at a loss at what to do with the group when she was not around. .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it has been a good day so far, too bad that i had to work later, hope it won't spoil the day. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. .&lt;br /&gt;ODAC training for the J1s and 2s. . As usual, physical trainings. . . Ran on the road race route, the girls' route. . It's damn short, no wander they can finish it so fast. . After that we had 'games'. . The games was a term used to make everyone happy, it's turned up to be a tekaning session instead. . Nevertheless, i got the chance to mix with some of the J1s. . It's the usual case, girls were enthusiastic, guys wasn't really that. . It so amazing to see all of the girls being so attentive to Mr Tan long long talk everytime. . Mr Tan was such a nag that it made me quite bored and restless. . And yea, they celebrated the birthday of me and Jun Xin after training. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. .&lt;br /&gt;Got a serious stitch while doing the road race during PE. . I ended up walking all the way because the stitch was really painful and it kept coming back when i run. . Eventually, i finished in 38++minutes, what a disgrace. . !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, played soccer after PE. . except that we got a match with some of the J1s. . I played very hard because i knew we wasn't their match, given that only me and Liang Shi can play in the team. . The j1s i thought, they were quite good, at least compared to the likes of Si Jie Wai Gang etc etc. . In soccer it's like this, if you know you are not as good as the opponent in terms of skills technique etc, you must be more aggressive, more hardworking, if not it will be as though you are sending your team to be slaughtered. . .&lt;br /&gt;So, when i really fought so hard for the team, i had high expectation, so there came my attitude. . I expect all to perform and if they failed to do so, i will give them a pierce of me. . That's what happened to Si Jie and Andrew. . I am sorry for that, but that's me in the field. .&lt;br /&gt;In the end, was it a draw or what i'm not sure. . But we surely didn't lose, because i fought so hard. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. .&lt;br /&gt;Went Chek Jawa with ODAC. . In case you don't know where or what is it, it is an area in Pulau Ubin where it has been specially retained for it's rich diversity of lives. . It was a wonderful experience there, a real eyes-opener. . Lotsa of things you never see before in your life, not even in the documentaries on TV. . Species of crabs, anemones, starfish, sea-horse, snails, worms. . It's amazing, you can even find them at places where you never expect. . Just like how it so surprise me to see that such lives exist in an urban city like Singapore. .&lt;br /&gt;However, i ended up a guilty party by the end of the trip. . Accidentally stepped on an anemone and the whole thing just suddenly sank into the soil as i retrieve my leg. . I killed it, something so beautiful and rare. . Felt damn bad. .&lt;br /&gt;The whole trip ended by 7pm. . Went to eat with the guys until 8++pm. . The journey back pissed me off. . . Waited so long for buses. . Bus no.2 came after a 15-20minutes wait, bus no.89 made me waited 30++minutes and bus no.27 kept me waiting for 15minutes. . . The worst part was the part when i waited for 89. . Only board it after the second bus came, the first bus flew back my stop without stopping as it was full. . Waiting at such a ulu bus stop with faces that gave me thoughts of bad characters was already a terrible experience, worst it made me wait so long. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here, no more energy to carry on for other days. . Later still have to work, and tomorrow, there's surf and sweat, so damn early. . . 7.30 must report at the beach. . It's a busy busy week. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110697902511325121?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110697902511325121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110697902511325121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110697902511325121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110697902511325121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-busy-man.html' title='I am a Busy Man . .!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110642151236498080</id><published>2005-01-22T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T11:18:32.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Town Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went out with my buddies today. . . Travelled down to town to shop for clothes for the coming new year. . . Well, in the end i didn't got myself anything. . . The place was too crowded, too many people in the shops that i didn't feel like going in to take a look. . . Jia Liang was the one that got the most things instead, bought a pair of leather shoes and a sling bag that looks real great. . Other than that, all of us were only spending at the HMV at heeren. . . I bought the latest Jay's Concert CD. . . Coolz. . ! Cost me $21, heartache. . but it's worth the spending for a singer i support. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;While at heeren, Zhen Wei met up with a female colleague. . . or should say the female colleague initiated a meeting with him and we met up with her. . . Wooo. . . That girl was the one that Zhen Wei had spent almost 2hours talking to her while we were together yesterday. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ya. . So we met her. . . Not bad looking i can say. . . But maybe give me an impression that she's not those sort of decent type. . . Kinda open kind of girl. . . She told Zhen Wei that we are sorta of anti-social, as we didn't go over and initiated a conversation with her. . . Oh that was crap. . . Do you offer to talk to a stranger just like this. . . ? Anyway, in terms of look, thought she's quite okie, character wise i guess Zhen Wei should go and understand her a bit more. . . Heard that she's kinda of interested in him, so well, it's all up to himself to decide what to do. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Made our way to Plaza Singapure hoping to catch a movie there after that. . . Unfortunately, this was ruined by a misfortune. . . Sen Rong lost the 50 dollar note he withdrew from the atm. . . We tried searching high and low for it, but all in vain. . . Who will not pick up the 50dollar and keep it for himself if he saw one lying on the floor. . . The person who found it must have had a damn lucky day. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nevertheless, Sen Rong was strong enough not to let this ruin the remaining parts of the day. . . We went for dinner, hang around to talk cock, went to Upper Serangoon Rd to have durians and watched EPL matches at a cafe nearby before calling it a day. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I spent over $50 today. . . Really felt like crying. . . I didn't see that i have got a lot of things. . . Just the CD i guess. . . The rest were spent on food. . . ? Not sure if i have eaten that much too. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-110642151236498080?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110642151236498080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110642151236498080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110642151236498080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110642151236498080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/town-outing.html' title='Town Outing'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110633881275331261</id><published>2005-01-21T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:22:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>v3 Has Revived !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yea manz. . ! Few hours ago. . . I successfully persuaded Sen Rong to take over the leadership position of v3. . . There's hope for v3, there will still be v3. . . .v3 has revived. . .!&lt;br /&gt;I have long wanted Sen Rong to take over as captain. . . but he always rejects me. . . But this time, somehow or rather, he agreed. . .&lt;br /&gt;Were actually trying to confirm a last minute match, to be held tomorrow. . . It turned out to be a miscommunication between Jia Liang, who arranged the match, and the opponent team. . . They wanted to lend players from us to play against NYJC instead of playing again us. . . We tried to negotiate with them to let us play against the school's team since we got enough players, but these baskets didn't want that, they were, instead quite pissed with us for not agreeing to their request as they refuse to give us the NYJC's school team contact no., which we had wanted so that we can arrange a match with them next week. . . What crap team is that. . Where the hell is there such thing of playing a match when you do not have enough players and turn to other team for reinforcement. . .? The match is no more because of this, but the worst was to call our players and break the new to them just moments after we told them about the match. . I let Sen Rong do the job, the job which will earn me lots of lecturings in the past. . . But it is a total different scenario when Sen Rong is the one who do it. . . He's just some one who commands so much respect, or maybe, strike fears in the players(referring to the young ones) that, nobody dares to complain or make a big fuss about what he says. . . That's the thing i explained to him, while trying to persuade him to take the position. . . I also told him about my wish to keep the team going and that he's the best man for the position- he got the time, he got the respect from the players, he got the leadership. . . I empathised that i don't have faith and confident if others especially the younger ones take over. . . Eventually, after so much talking to, he agreed. . . He agreed to try out for five matches. . . We have great plans, many plans for the team, if we can go well after the 5matches, if not, he will give out and walk away from the team. . . I have faith in him, i am confident that v3 will progress under him, let's start afresh. . . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-110633881275331261?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110633881275331261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110633881275331261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110633881275331261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110633881275331261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/v3-has-revived.html' title='v3 Has Revived !!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110622481861695998</id><published>2005-01-20T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T04:40:18.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon. . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today. . . Something. . . An incident. . . Yang Theng was sent to hospital from school. . . She was suffering a 'relapse' of her old illness. . . Everything just started during the math lecture, where she went out of the LT with some of the girl, after feeling very comfortable. . . When the lecture was over, i got out the LT and saw many surrounding her. . . As a friend, as a classmate, as a qualified first-aider, i went forward to see if i can help in any way, i was obliged to do so. . . It was time to apply what i had learnt during the 3days first aid course i took during the december holiday. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In any case, in any way, i tried to make myself useful. . . Sally was there too. . . So i simply just assist her and remind her occasionally on what has to be done. . . Mdm Loh was already with her when i arrived, but she don't seem to be able to figure out the correct thing to do. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yang Theng appeared to be very tense at that time. . . so there was quite a lot to do in calming her down, the so called relieving her from shock, while we got someone to call her parent and the ambulance. . . She was complaining of clamps all over her body. . . There was some difficulty in breathing, chest pain which only occur for a while. . . She wasn't totally conscious, perhaps semi-conscious, she told us she couldn't really see and hear. . . She also didn't really answered my questions i asked her. . . And most importantly, found out that she has a medical history- an operation on her heart. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She was still crying non-stop as the girls, if i'm not wrong, Ting Jun Sally Sophia Sylvia was there, were trying to calm her down, and i got Waigang with me out of the school to direct the ambulance in. . . I have not wasted the money on first aid course. . . This was absolutely the right thing to do. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ambulance came in a very short time, less than 10minutes. . . I tried giving the medics a description of the signs and symptoms, as well as her medical history. . . Yang Theng was then sent to Tan Tock Seng hospital. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got to know that her condition had stablised. . . sorta of relieved to hear that. . . So. . just hope she get well soon, and join us back. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Actually, this really reminds me of an incident, no. . many incident, during my secondary school. . . The time when Li Hui suffered relapse of her hyper-ventilation. . . I wasn't sure what to do then, just simply standing a side and saw what occurred in front of me. . . It really shocked us, as she suddenly had severe difficulty in breathing, coughing and crying continuously. . . It wasn't as serious as this time, but it really sent me panicking what to do when i was so ignorance of what had happened to her. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright. . . Today's the last school day of the week. . . Tomorrow's a holiday. . Yes. .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The chemistry test just now. . . just hope for a pass. . . D. . .? I forgot many that i have learnt while doing the paper. . . but i still managed to struggle through, hope it is a successful one. . . as it is for my math test paper. . . Got it back today. . . Felt rather happy. . . It wasn't as bad as i thought. . . 17/25, quite good instead. . . Oh. . i really got talent in Math. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday was our first training for J1. . . Don't know whether was it a blessing, 96 signed up, 46 turned up, less than 50%. . . that shows some people just signed up irresponsibly. . . Anyway, less people means less will have to be eliminated. . . However, Mr Tan agreed that the selection will be only after the 1st O camp, so maybe that will be good for all parties. . . More people, more fun. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I didn't have chances to know any of the recruits, nor have i got chance to observe what they are like. . . And there are again, more guys than girls. . . from what i saw. . . Haha. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tuesday. . . There was sorta a chinese essay competition, we are allowed to write about anything, though there were topics for us to choose. . . Not sure was it because i watch too much love dramas, i decided to write a love story. . . The storyline i guess, everybody knows. . . About a guy, in love with this girl. . . They were going very well, but suddenly, the girl rejected him, and left country. . . It turned up that the girl was suffering from some terminal illness, and died while seeking treatment. . . She left him because she couldn't give her any promises. . . A sad ending. . . Boring. . ? I just tried to add a lot of emotions inside, make it sounds sad. . . And also, i started it off with Jay's Qing Tian. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well. . . there were some facts inside the story, but of course, it won't be the suffering from terminal illness and died part. . . Just some other. . . I put in quite a lot of effort to do it. . . Nevertheless, i won't call it a very good piece, i got better contents to be added in, just that it all came too late, came after i had handed in the work. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monday. . . Nothing much. . . Have the second orientation camp meeting. . . I am the second in charge, raymond's the first. . . A 2days 1 night camp to be held during the second week of April. . I proposed to go to other offshore island, like St John island all these, but all the rest wanted Pulau Ubin, so we settled for it. . . Will be doing campfire, night walk and hike, station games. . . Wanted night cycling, but many of them question the possibility of it, since it will be very dark and dangerous. . . Nevertheless, i managed to persuade them to do a recce before deciding. . .  We will also be making them walk back from Changi Jetty back to school. . . However, this will be a fun and interesting one. . . There will be many stations where games and activities will be held, if they win the station, then they can have a free bus ride to the next station. . . Hehe. . . My idea. . not too bad. . ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow is Hari Raya Puasa. . So. . Selamat Hari Raya.  . !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110622481861695998?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110622481861695998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110622481861695998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110622481861695998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110622481861695998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon. . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110571530998817981</id><published>2005-01-14T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T07:10:04.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday. . . so fast. . . another week's gone. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for the second time on Wednesday. . . The 'Majulah Singapura' was played before i even reach the school gate. . . Andrew was with me then. . . Went all the way to the back gate intending to climb over it and sneak into the school. . but abandoned the plan as everyone was already dismissed from assembly, scattered around the first level by the time we arrived at the gate. . . Submited to our fate of facing a possible long counselling from Mr Philip Tan as we took the legal route back to school. . . We were lucky, there were no one guarding the gate. . . Could see Philip Tan quite a distance away. . but we managed to sneak in secretly and hurriedly. . .&lt;br /&gt;We had CCA recruitment day on Wednesday. . . As usual, i skipped chinese lecture. . but this time, i did it in order to prepare everything for the event, setting up the booth, hanging the banners etc etc. . . The event started at around 1.45pm. . . and i am really proud to announce that i am the one getting the first few signing up. . . Haha. . . The three girls approached me and asked me to tell them about ODAC. . . Was really caught unprepared then. . . I was talking, talking and talking and then one of them came telling me to relax. . . That really made me feel so embarrassed. . . Was i anxious. . ? But i knew clearly that i wasn't giving them much eyes contact. . . Has always been like this. . . Too shy. . Didn't really dare to look into the eyes of girls. . .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . The response was superb. . . 90 over signed up. . . The most numbers from what i had compared so far. . . Must give a pat on the shoulder to myself, jerry, peiyun, pow and others. . . been working hard for the event. . . I was so enthusiastic that day. . . Going round the school distributing leaflets, telling people to join ODAC. . . lOlx. . There were times where i felt so awkward when those people just refused to take my leaflet. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;And ya. . . I was officially announced the logistic officer after that. . . Feelings- Happy, delighted. . . Well. . just normal. . . Don't deny that i am happy to receive a position in the exco. . but i just tell myself to treat with normal feeling. . . Since i am a position then i just do my job. . That's all. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. . . Math lecture test. . . Gonna flung. . . Not that i did not study. . . Just suddenly feel so empty in my brain while doing it. . . Suffering from examination tension. . . Feeling so tense that i couldn't think well and get my concepts and formulaes right. . Mentally prepared for a possible worst scenario. . . After the test. . was again suffering from the depression that always strike me after realising that i will perform in a paper. . Didn't feel like talking, just sit there, showing lotsa of attitudes. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today. . . Nothing much. . . Quite a slack day i guess. . . Took the form to join the Chingay and signed up. . . Had not intend to join until yesterday. . Not because of the presentation given during assembly of course. . .&lt;br /&gt;ODAC today was really. . . tough. . . the push ups were killing me. . . Had to do so many because of the punishment for late, poor discipline etc etc. . I nearly collapse manz. . . Had to admit my hand is real damn weak. . .&lt;br /&gt;Then we had tent-pitching and i and pow got to do some logistic work. . . Realised all these were not easy. . Lucky got pow around, if not i will have screwed up everything. . . At the end of it, had an exco meeting, my first one. . . So. . . it was happy working with them. . . hAha. .&lt;br /&gt;My sister now pushing me to let her use the computer. . . Damn pissed. . . everytime like this. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110571530998817981?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110571530998817981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110571530998817981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110571530998817981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110571530998817981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/great-job.html' title='Great Job'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110536794481261579</id><published>2005-01-10T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T06:39:04.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dOtZ dOtZ dOtZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My computer just crashed over the weekend. . . . Something's wrong with the power supply, got it changed and it cost me $100. . . A real heartache. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was detained for 'late coming' on friday's assembly. . . I wasn't late actually. . . Reached school before 7.30am but was made to go through what they did to late-comers. . . Counselling counselling counselling. . . by that mr philip tan. . . Was real pissed because of that. . . Many who suffered the same fate as me were feeling the same too. . . There was one Indian girl who kept complaining and condemning about the school and making a big fuss about everything while we were detained. . . This was really irritating. . . Since she hate the school so much then just leave. . . or if she hate mr philip tan so much then just go straight to his face and tell him, what's the point of telling all these to her friends then. . .? I'm not trying to speak up for everyone but was totally pissed with her making so much lousy and stupid comments at that time. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It wasn't much for the day. . . but later in the evening we got ODAC training. . . doing some physical training. . . Been feeling shacked after thursday intensive work up and this really drenched me out of any energy. . . Nevertheless, i miraculously found the energy to help hang our ODAC banner on some high level shelter by the track. . . It was a tedious and difficult job. . . Spent 2hours doing so. . . had to risk my life climbing up the fireman ladder in order to put it up. . . but i realised that i am no longer as fear of height as before. . . The end product was a spectacular one. . . sense of satisfaction again. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spent my saturday slacking at home until evening. . . It was raining the whole afternoon. . . A great time for me to spend on sleeping. . . Woke up in the evening to go for a dinner with Chee Yong, who wanted to treat me since it was my birthday. . . Wanted to go dutch initially, but he was insistance in doing so. . . So i agreed, i guess i will just treat him to something better when his birthday comes. . . I brought him to the thai-chinese restaurant in Hougang Mall, Magic Wok, the place where i dined with Sen Rong and fellow buddies during New Year eve. . . Ordered lotsa delicasies. . . Fish, chicken, prawns. . . . Although the food didn't taste as good as when i ate there last time, Chee Yong said he enjoyed it. . . Besides the food, we also ordered the deserts, which tasted horrible. . . Chee Yong drank so much of the coconut milk that he felt nausea and was unable to walk after the dinner. . . We sat outside Hougang Mall for 30minutes before he finally pull himself together to go back home. . . Had actually wanted to go for pool, but his condition didn't allow. . . This basket later told me that he vomited in the bus. . . lOlx. . . And well. . . the dinner cost $48. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went training with Kelvin's team on Sunday's morning. . . The attendance was very bad. . . Less than 10 turned up. . . The field condition was worst. . . And the team. . . isn't very good. . . Compared to v3 was as though a world's apart. . . Their passings were far behind of ours. . . The way the play. . their building up of attack. . . Everything just isn't comparable with v3. . . I guess our class's team can be on par with them. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to work at night. . . One of another slacking day for me. . . There were lots to do, but i just could find the energy to handle everything correctly and properly. . . Ended up slacking very often and had to rely on some helpful aunties to finish the job for me. . . Felt rather guilty but just feeling very tired. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Managed to live past my monday's school lessons through the intake of a mug of coffee early in the morning. . . Wasn't really much to do in school, got some time to slack around and talk craps, gossips. . . Has to finish a GP essay by the end of school day. . . Was going quite smoothly initially, then got stuck as i found out that i do not have concrete examples to support my causes. . . I resorted to bluffing my way through and handed a lousy piece of work. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ODAC banner which we had took so much pain and effort to put up was ruthlessly remove because the people wanted to pain the areas. . . So. . . spent hours after lessons putting up everything again. . . but we adopted a different way this time, using a pulley to pull it up. . . It wasn't easy, and it's another tedious and pain-staking job. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Back home was really damn tired. . . Tried hard to do some work. . . still got a lot to go. . hAiZ. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110536794481261579?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110536794481261579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110536794481261579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110536794481261579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110536794481261579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/dotz-dotz-dotz.html' title='dOtZ dOtZ dOtZ'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110501502441522353</id><published>2005-01-06T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T04:37:04.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . Went for dental appointment before going to school today. . . Managed to skip the CT period, which was a talk by the principle. . and the chemistry lecture, which they told me that it was extremely boring, going extremely fast. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The remaining parts of the day consist of Math lecture, tutorial, Chemistry practical and PE. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chemistry practical was really really boring. . . It lasted for 2hours 15minutes and worst, there was no practical, it was tutorial lesson instead. . . I was sitting at the back, trying hard to listen, but nothing just get in. . . In fact, i realised i totally know nothing on organic chemistry, except for the alkanes and alkenes, the rest were totally foreign to me. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PE this year was different from last year. . . We were separated according to the NAPFA award we got last year. . . I got a silver, but actually wanted to join the bronze and NIL group so that i can receive tougher training. . . The silver i got for last year. . . do not really represent what i really am. . . there was some moderation of the result. . . if not i wouldn't have got that. . . Nevertheless. . my name was already inside the silver and gold awardee's group. . . have to stay with the group until i see Mr Goh, who was not here today, and request for a change. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . Did two NAPFA station today. . pull up and 2.4km. . . I miraculously made 4 pulls. . . and could have done more. . . I was sorta glad. . . got the feeling that i now will not have any problem passing the pull up station. . . For the 2.4km run. . . i believe it wouldn't be a problem definitely. . i clocked 10.31minutes today. . . securing 4 points. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went playing soccer after that. . . Played with some 2S11 and 2S14 guys. . . I scored two goals. . . a vintage performance. . . I feel as though i was possessed by some Fillipo Inzaghi or Ronaldo, as the two goals i scored were simple, but i thought they were some superb finish. . .  lOlx. . Anyway, just think i played well. . and rather impressed with my own pace. . . considering joining 100m for this year's Track &amp; Field meet. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There was this guy called yao yang from 2S11. . . Think he's damn selfish. . . I do not think he's really that impressive, just another school team player from SRJC. . . He got some skills and physical aggression there, good enough to be in the school team. . . but isn't really a player who will strike fear in the opponent. . . There are plenty outside who are better than him. . . and i don't feel he is any much better than me. . if we were to compare. . . Just another school team player to me, nothing to be cocky about. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha. .  Suddenly recalled this thing about Kelvin. . . This guy. . . really good man. . . Managed to make a Cedar girl knocking onto his door just days being an OGL. . . And that girl was. . quite okie. . . not bad looking. . . lOlx. . Went peeping at him during our Math lecture. . . Messaging him days and night some more. . . real impressive huh. . ? This Mr Blur, which that Cedar girl call him, really got some charm leh. . . . lOlx. . . Go go go. . . Go for it Kelvin. . Jia You. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110501502441522353?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110501502441522353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110501502441522353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110501502441522353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110501502441522353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110490230304305102</id><published>2005-01-05T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T21:18:23.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not My Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Raining cats and dogs this morning. . . A great time to sleep. . . but forced myself to get up for school. . . The rain got even heavier as i was making my way to school. . . The small umbrella that i've got wasn't enough to shield me from the rain. . . Got myself drenched, particularly the lower parts of my body. . . my pant, socks and shoe were totally wet. . . Due to this, i went over to the void deck under Zhen Wei's house and asked him to get me a pair of socks, a towel and plastic bag since he was going to work around that time too. . . But in the end, he only got me the socks and forgotten everything else. . . Nevertheless, that was good enough. . a favour from a good pal like him. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Despite the new socks he gave, the situation didn't get better for me. . . My pant and shoes were still wet. . . the new socks got wet too. . after i wore it with the wet shoe. . . Resorted to taking off everything on my foot as it was getting rather uncomfortable. . . And that's how i spent my entire school day. . . attending the lessons bare-footed. . . It was rather uncivilised, but i didn't care. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today was totally an easy day. . . No lectures at all. . . Just purely tutorials. . . chemistry and physics tutorials. . . all were done in the same classroom. . . I didn't went for the break. . So, was basically spending all my time in the classroom. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I reached home particularly early today. . . 12.30pm. . . Skipped the CLAO lecture. . . Never want to go for this. . . i thought it was rather boring and time-wasting. . . Chinese A level is already over, what's the point of attending it. . ? I am getting extremely complacent. . . may be retribution will fall on me(won't do well for the A level Chinese?). . . I suddenly feel i am going back to my old ways. . . a big bad boy. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway. . . Feel it just isn't my day these few days. . . Still in holiday mood. . .  Couldn't think of anything. . . Very moody. . . Suffering from slight insommia at night, not able to sleep very well. . . I need a good sleep. . . if not i will fall ill. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I sent emails to the v3 guys yesterday to declare my decision to quit as the captain. . . Decided to do this as i am not sure whether i will be able to express my thoughts face to face with them. . . I am not sure whether i have did a good job for the team, but i knew i certainly failed to earn the respect of most of them. . .  I am just not a good leader though i tried hard to be one. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, i already did what i had wanted to do since a long time. . . whether v3 still goes on will now be the next question. . . I certainly do not want it to end. . . We had made so much progress that it will be a pity to get disbanded like this. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have a dental appointment tomorrow morning. . . so i will not need to attending the morning lessons and allow me to sleep till slightly later, since the appointment is on 9.15am. . . Gotta have lotsa of rest. . . ~!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110490230304305102?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110490230304305102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110490230304305102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110490230304305102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110490230304305102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/not-my-days.html' title='Not My Days'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110474436702332429</id><published>2005-01-03T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T04:34:17.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Reopen. . . Happy Birthday to Me. . . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today's my birthday. . . And unfortunately. . . today's also the day where school reopens. . . For the past 12 years of schooling, this has mostly been the same. . . Birthday. . . and school reopens. . . It wasn't entirely bad actually. . . I got the well wishes from many in school today. . . Thanks people. . . thanks. . .&lt;br /&gt;From as early as 00.00am this morning, been receiving message from fellow friends whom wishes me a happy birthday. . . And the first person who did that was Shi Hui. . . Shockingly, this secondary school classmate of mine still remembers my birthday. . . Then came many others consecutively. . . Quite delighted to receive their sms. . . really appreciate them though it's only simple sms. . . but sadly to say. . i guess i had forgotten the date of most of their birthday, except for a few. . . Just hope that i can try my best to find out, so that i can send them an sms or get them something when the day comes. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. . . now a grown up boy. . . 18 years old. . gave me the license to do lotsa of bad things. . . buy alcohol. . cigarettes. . . clubbing. . . Well. . . i won't smoke definitely. . . not so stupid to spend money to buy something to inhale and kill my ownself. . . for alcohol and clubbing. . . maybe yes. . . but once in a very long time. . . drinking is bad for health. . i learnt that since i'm in primary school. . .&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes. . . most importantly. . of course. . is a good health. . . Nothing can be better than having a good healthy body. . . Even if you have all the successes but not a healthy body, there is totally pointless. . .&lt;br /&gt;Secondly. . . I want success. . . success in everything anything i do. . . I want success in A level, i want to achieve excellent results that could get me to a course i want in university. . . I want to get gold if not silver for napfa this year, so that i will not have to go for early enlistment. . . Basically i want to be successful in anything everything. . . Greedy. . ? i don't care. . . i just wishes for these. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now. . . First day of school. . . Feeling sorta of sense of superiority of being J2. . . Haha. . . I was lucky. . considered to be so. . . i didn't really got caught by any of the discipline teachers for long hair. . . Just a light advice from a nice malay teacher who told me to trim my hair behind. . . Alright. . so i will be going off to cut my hair after blogging. . .&lt;br /&gt;From my experience. . the first day of school is normally quite slack and relax with not much teaching going on. . . This appeared to be true for the first quarter of the day. . . We simply slack around in the canteen as though there was no tomorrow. . . But when the lectures and tutorials came. . . It left you no breath to relax. . . Lectures were going fast and boring. . particularly the physic lecture which lasted for 1 1/2hrs. . . had to try very hard not to doze off. . . the chemistry lecture was going at a supersonic speed. . with the new lecturer -a phD graduate who kept on emphasizing that she's a doctor to us. . . The chinese lecture. . oh my god. . . his voice sorta makes me feel uncomfortable. . . and it's damn boring. . .&lt;br /&gt;The timetable now has got some major changes. . each period last for 45minutes. . There's some pros and cons for these changes. . . there are now no more common break. . so the traffic in the canteen during the peak hours should be eased. . . Lectures now has got double period, which means 1 1/2hr of lecture. . enough to dozed you off rather than keep you listening. . . but there are also more short days for us. . .&lt;br /&gt;From the first day. . i can guess there will be more to come. . more tiredness, more stress, more workload. . . there can be only be more, except that. . there will be less time. . . Should get myself prepared for the badters. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;4 hours later. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes. . . I cut my hair. . . Feeling the heartache inside as i saw my hair got trimmed off. . . And now. . . My hair. . . so damn short. . . at the back. . . I looked so guai now. . . It will be another long time before i will be able to have back the long hair. . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was in a hurry to go and cut my hair that i realised i forgotten some details. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got my height and weight taken during PE lesson today. . . . And i realised. . . i had became shorter. . .! From 172 to 171cm. . . With this. . . i don't think i will still be able to reach my target if 180cm. . . . Got really bothered about this. . . really wanted to grow taller. . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The weight too. . . i had not reach my target of 60kg. . . only 57kg now. . . despite all the effort put on eating. . . . I sounded ridiculous. . ? While so many people are trying to put on weight, i am here trying to gain weight. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am damn tired now. . . totally do not have the energy to do any work. . . yet i just can't don't do. . . there's still so much undone. . .  Chemistry. . . Mathematics. . . . My mind now totally empty. . . can't think of anything. . . Haiz. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-110474436702332429?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110474436702332429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110474436702332429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110474436702332429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110474436702332429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-reopen-happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='School Reopen. . . Happy Birthday to Me. . . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110467259205236955</id><published>2005-01-02T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T05:29:52.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Reopening Lo. . !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;School's reopening. . . ! School's reopening. . . ! School's reopening. . . ! Oh my god. . . school's reopening tomorrow. . . ! This is bad. . . 1 and a 1/2months of holidays fled as though it's only one day. . . I haven't had enough fun yet. . .i haven't done lotsa of things. . . i have not done my holiday assignments. . . . Chemistry. . . Maths. . . and then i realised. . . GP. . . With this. . . school's reopen will be just another worst thing for me. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was raining the whole day. . . The weather was damn good. . . cooling. . . a super time to sleep. . . And yes. . . I was really doing so for the afternoon. . . Forgotten all about the homeworks, i didn't want to let go this opportunity to indulge myself in sleeping. . . lOlx. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I always recalled the days in Yunan when the weather here became cooler. . . I remembered how i used to shiver and shake under the extreme low temperature. . . Then i kept thinking. . . the temperature now is really nothing compared to that when i was in China. . . But then. . . i still preferred the coolness here than the coldness there. . . How i wish everyday's weather will be like this. . . but this will have to mean no more soccer and other outdoor activities. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There was supposed to be a training for Kelvin's team this morning and i had intended to go. . . but the rain just spoil it all. . . well anyway. . . i still preferred sleeping for the day.  . Kelvin kept pushing me these few days to give him an answer whether if i want to join his team. . . Frankly speaking, i haven't made up my mind. . . i still preferred v3. . . if it could still be continued. . . but with the current situation, i don't really see the possibility. . . So meanwhile, i just hope to join Kelvin's team for training only, so that i will not turn rusty. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just came back not long ago from cutting my hair. . . Waited for quite some time before finally got my turn. . . My mum, dad and sister were all nagging at me when i came back home. . . And i knew it myself. . . It was only trimmed slightly. . . as though never cut at all, as what they said. . . The colour still obvious. . . I'm gonna face the music of this when i get back school. . . Just hope i will be able to get away for as long as possible from the teachers. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So school's reopen just don't seem to be right for me. . . Haiz. . . God bless. . ~!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110467259205236955?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110467259205236955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110467259205236955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110467259205236955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110467259205236955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2005/01/schools-reopening-lo.html' title='School&apos;s Reopening Lo. . !'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110456100199572332</id><published>2004-12-31T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T22:30:01.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just barely had 5 hours of sleep since this morning. . . still feeling tired and sleepy. . . not forgetting i still have to work tonight. . . Was intending to sleep till for at least another 3-4 hours, but was awaken by the loud conversation of my sis and bro. . . Nevertheless, since i had awaken, might as well take this time to blog down a significant. . . enjoyable. . . happy. . . day i had yesterday night. . in case i forget all about. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was a night which we had planned and look forward long ago. . . A day of New Year's Eve. . . and a day to celebrate Roy's birthday. . . This year, we had decided to make it special. . . since it may be the last time for a very long time before we got another chance to gather like this. . . a group of good friends and buddies. . . -for many of us may be called up for National Service soon, serving in the army with new friends new aims and new mindsets. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;We dressed up formally(most of us). . . i got myself onto the set of clothings i wore during my secondary school's graduation night. . . but i wore it in a more Beng and stylish manner. . lOlx. . . Brought along my digital camera too. . . managed to capture some nice pictures for the memorable day. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our first activity of the night was. . . a dinner at the Thai-Chinese restaurant in Hougang Mall. . . It was a good place to dine. . . the dishes were delicious and cheap. . . the environment was good. . That was all enough. . . but one thing. . . the service just sucks. . . Rong got real pissed with that. . . because they just dumped us with a large plate of rice and left without dishing out of us. . . there wasn't even any smaller plates/bowls for the individuals until we requested. . . Well. . . Can't be blamed. . we are not paying any service tax on dining there. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So except for that. .  i guess it was a filling and sumptuous dinner for us. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Next came the highlight of the day. . . K box time. . ! We went to the one at Ang Mo Kio, where we had reserved a room from 9.30-2am. . . We were there early. . so decided to waste the time on pool, at the K-Pool next door. . . Got myself playing with Wei, for all the others were too strong an opponent for me. . .! It was the worst pool games i had played for years. . . totally out of any form. . . no accuracy no strength no angle. . . . i guess i can count the no. of balls that i shoot in with just the no. of fingers i have on one hand. . . Wei wasn't getting any better. . . maybe just slightly worse than me. . ? I got a reason to account for my lost of form. . . Haven't been touching on pool for. . . 3months. . ? Have been playing billard instead, and the feeling just isn't the same, just can't get the different sort out i think. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . while we saw the other guys completing at least 3 games in 20minutes. . we didn't manage to complete even one. . . we only got to the second game when we decided to abandon the 1st set. . . lOlx. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then the highlight of the day. . . We were made to squeeze into a damn small room. . . barely enough seats for all the 6 of us. . . I remembered i was standing for most of the time. . . Can't be helped, they were in full house the night. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So. . . lotsa of songs to sing there. . . new songs old songs. . . it's a thousand times better than the Hougang one which we used to go. . . So our singing marathon starts the moment we arrived. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There were 2 free drinks going along with the individual room charge. . . One of the drink had to be a special cocktail, either alcoholic or non-alcoholic, served for the day. . . We ordered the alcoholic one. . It doesn't taste any good. . . More like beer mixed with some syrup or something. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All of us were prepared to get into the night full of alcohol. . . no soft drinks. . . that was the rule. . . We ordered a jug of verbon, transquila and beer(not sure if i spelled them correctly). . . preparing to sabotage Roy, the birthday boy, and make him a drunkard before he goes home. . . We didn't succeed of course, only managed to make his face turned reddish-pink. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;We tried ways to make him drink. . . all of us took turns to toast him. . . we played guessing game(Cai Quan), came out with a conspiracy to sabotage him but it failed. . . I ended up as the big loser instead. . . Luckily i could still hold my liquor well. . . but we feeling really bloated with alcohol. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Came out with the cake bought yesterday half an hour before new year. . I was one of the birthday boy too. . . for they decided to celebrate mine which falls later, together with Roy's. . . The cake tasted great. . . courtesy of rong for sponsoring the cake and me for choosing it. . . all of us were so kept busy with eating that we didn't bother about counting down. . .  After that was back to our singing and the guessing game. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess it got a bit boring later on, i observed after seeing Willy falling asleep. . . He was sleeping so soundly that we tried many ways- screaming with the microphone, shouting 'fire! fire!' 'fall in!'. . . but all to no avail. . . Are all NSmen always so tired. . .? lOlx. . . We only managed to wake him up after giving him some vigorous shaking. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well. . . Good times doesn't last long. . . Time just past so fast while we were having a great time. . . It ended all so soon. . . We just spent some time for supper after that and went home since most of us were feeling tired, some like Liang still got a date. . . and some still have to work. . .   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So damn fast man. . . 1st Jan 2005. . . 2 more days to school reopen. . . s!aNz1/2. . . not yet touch my assignment, not really sure to trim my hair. . . dead. . . 2 more days too. . to turning 18. . . fast. . . fast. . .&lt;/span&gt;&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/8673575-110456100199572332?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110456100199572332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110456100199572332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110456100199572332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110456100199572332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-moments.html' title='Happy Moments'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110415703015190196</id><published>2004-12-27T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T06:17:10.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Be Happy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Been slacking over the weeks. . . Too lazy and busy for blogging. . . And as mentioned before. . those were always excuses from me for not blogging. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So i finally decided to blog today, since i got really pissed with playing my game. . . FM 2005. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lotsa of things happened over the weeks which i had not did any blogging. . . Let those unhappy things be forgotten, and let those happy things remains as memories. . I shall not mention about the unhappy part, for we should always be optimistic and look forward to the bright future. . . Turning back and stare at regrets and sadness will only hinder your progress in life.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spent a very fun christmas eve at Orchard with my buddies. . . Catch a movie and played billard there. . . But the most 'high' part was while we were on the street. . . Was making our way from paradise centre to Cinneleisure to catch the movie where we were 'attacked' consecutively by people using those sorta of spray that emits bubblish snow. . . Pissed with the situation. . . All of us went to get 1. . . n 2. . n 3. . . as we got high 'retaliating' and 'attacking' people with our spray. . . There was kinda of racism out there, as everyone seem to aiming their spray on the Indian fellows on the street. . . Well. . we knew this, but we don't care and they don't seem to mind. . . We only care about having fun. . and indeed, that was real fun manz. . . Especially when we got together to target one particular fellow and landed him in a real mess, with bubble snow covering the entire of his head. . . lOlx. . . Then i saw Eddie and Ming Han, the two good friend in ODAC, doing their MAD duty at Cinne. . . The first thing i did upon seeing them. . . sprayed the bottle of bubble snow i had on them. . . Not really sure of their reaction, but Ming Han just pound onto me and wanted to snatch the spray away from me. . . He failed. . . Eddie tried a second time after i did a second a assualt at Ming Han, and he failed too. . . Haha. . I didn't care then. . . Was getting real high at that moment, just wanted to be crazy. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So. . . We watched the movie, Kung Fu hustle. . . Many had said it's nice, but i personally do not really think so. . . It's damn lame and exaggerating. . . some parts of it does not link. . . or perhaps it's because i missed the opening of the show. . . Nevertheless. . . don't deny it's real funny and comical. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's how i celebrated my christmas. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Before this, got a class BBQ at east coast on 21st. . . A happy gathering, think everyone in the class turned up. . . So there, eat, crap and slack. . . Had christmas gift exchange. . . Si Jie got mine, a cute little Tazmania Devil, that sorta resemble him. . .? Haha. . . And i got Yang Theng's. . A small little turtle wind chime. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The guys made a pact not to touch their holiday assignment and cut/dye back their hair on the first day of school. . . all mastermind by Zhi Xiang. . . Haha. . . I am now a little worried. . . with my hair length and colour now, it's as though sending a sheep(me) to a tiger's(philip tan) mouth if i don't do anything to it when school reopen on my birthday. . . Haha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We celebrated Wai Gang's birthday during the BBQ. . . There was actually plans to dump him into the sea, but it was abandoned while being carried out halfway due to some 'technical problems' . . . What a lucky fellow. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The remaining days to christmas eve were spent on First Aid course. . . The lessons were long, draggy and boring, though we really learnt something, like CPR, bandaging etc etc etc. . . I didn't really picked up alot, was like daydreaming most of the time. . . Luckily the examiner during the last day was a lenient, easygoing and crappy old man. . . He just gave us a brief CPR test and allowed us to pass the exam. . . Haha.  . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So. . . was working on Christmas and yesterday. . . Finally got a chance to slack at home today. . . And i really slacked. . . I created a record today. . . Took the whole afternoon to read the newspaper. . . Actually i was playing Football Manager 2005 while reading it, but didn't imagine that took so long. . . and i was not reading everything inside, just the sports session and the news on the Indonesia 8.9 richter scale earthquake that resulted in Tsunamis which led to many thousands death. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Really a sad thing. . . One disaster that occurred and the aftermath killed so many so far away. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;There's another thing i did today. . . Did some weight training. . . Feel the need to start working on my arm strength before i really fail my NAPFA and needa go for enhancement BMT as early as december next year. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh manz . . time just went so fast. . . school reopening soon. . . hAiZ.  .&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110415703015190196?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110415703015190196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110415703015190196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110415703015190196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110415703015190196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-be-happy.html' title='Just Be Happy =)'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110320411078935421</id><published>2004-12-16T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:34:11.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC banner is Nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well well well. . . . Jerry, Felicia, Peiyun and I. . . The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:OCIP@ODAC"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OCIP@ODAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. . . Four of us did a mass operation to paint the ODAC banner for the J1 recruitment day next year. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Everything didn't turn up very well initially. . . Lotsa of works needed to be done, we were lacking of proper painting brushes etc etc. . . We thought we won't be able to finish it on the day. . . Somehow and somewhat. . . we miraculously managed to complete the thingy in just 1 day. . . And the whole thing turned up great. . .! Really feeling a sense of satisfaction. . . . Now then i realised that i am quite a good painter! lOlx!. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We were talking, crapping, shooting each other while we did the work. . . So everything was very relax and time just fly past without us knowing. . . I enjoyed working in such environment. . . Fewer people made it more easy for us to work. . . Though Felicia and Peiyun are both loud and noisy. . . I still felt very peaceful to work. . . They are both very entertaining to me. . . Haha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We completed the task in about 4-5 hrs. . . quite a remarkable job done. . . had to praise myself and three of them, especially Felicia who did the drawings. . . It was quite spectacular from a distance. . . Everything was perfect. . . except the floor. . . It was badly stained with paints. . . We tried cleaning it up. . . but some of these stains just can't be cleaned off. . . I suggested to Felicia to feedback to the school to polish the Gallery's floor(where we did the painting) so that we do not have to clean up, since what she suggested has always been done. . . But jokes aside. . . i guess we will most likely received a lecture, then made to come back to clean the place again, after landing the mess. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyway. . . who cares about all that. . . The banner is really nice manz. . . ! Seeing it gave me a sense of achievement. . . Haha. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okie okie. . . 1 2 3. . . days. . . Haiz!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110320411078935421?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110320411078935421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110320411078935421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110320411078935421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110320411078935421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/odac-banner-is-nice.html' title='ODAC banner is Nice!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110311665667315768</id><published>2004-12-15T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:34:50.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft Hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I did a good deed today. . . but i'm not sure if it was really one. . . My intention was to do a good deed definitely. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Met with this middle-aged chinese man outside Outram Park MRT station on my way back from dental appointment. . . He claimed he was from some student welfare organisation or whatsoever and asked if i am a student. . . I hesitated in giving a reply, thinking of telling him that i am not, but in the end, i gave him a frank reply(not prepared to tell a lie for such a cause). . There was a young malay girl beside him, probably around my age or slightly older. . . He tried to introduce her to me, making us shake hand etc etc etc. . . He then went a big round before showing his real motive, asking me if i had made any donation during this holiday, telling me that we students should help each other, especially those fortunate one like me should help those less fortunate one like us(referring to that Malay girl beside). . . Then came his real motive. . He placed a "thing that people hang on their phones" on my hand. . . Looks quite cute, it's a bear. . . He told me to get it for $2, and it's purely charity. . . I was rather reserved at believing his words, especially when he said 'for charity'. . . Yet i could not bear rejecting his offer, just don't have the heart to do it. . . I got my wallet, search for the $2. . . and he came out with one more of that stuff. . . but this time it's a pink colour one. . . He told me to get 2. . . one for my girlfriend. . . What a basket. . . He was more like doing business than persuading people to donate la. . ! I told him i don't have a girlfriend, and he said. . : " how can don't have, you so handsome. . . Tell her to be your girlfriend(referring to that malay girl again) la. . ." Basket. . . Two of us were like. . . feeling damn awkward manz. . . Anyway, i didn't care how he tried to psycho me, i insisted on getting just one. . . I took out a $5 from my wallet and asked if he got any change. . . From his own pocket, this man got out a load of cash and return me the $3 change. . . And. . . He ironically asked me to hand the money to that malay girl, empathising that the money is not for him, it's for her. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I guess everybody could see i am most probably conned. . . Well, i knew it myself. . . But it's only $2. . . and i still bear a hope that the whole thing is real. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This incident brought me the memory to that time when i was in China. . . Was about to proceed to the railway station to Dali when an old man approached me and begged me for money. . . I was hesitant initially. . . But this man came kneeling down. . . I just couldn't stand such scene. . . I took out my wallet, trying hard to search for some small change, but i realised i have none. . I was struggling to break off the scene, while i was still finding money to give him. . . Then Mr Tan Kim Koon went shouting at me, calling me to just walk away. . . I received a lecture by him after that. . . Can't imagine this, i was trying to do some good deed and received a scolding instead. . Of course, i realised the rationale behind later. . . These people just cannot be pity. . . There are capable of working, and giving them money is as good as encouraging them to live off begging. . . Haiz. . . I am just too soft-hearted for so many times. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday. . . Today. . . I wasn't feeling happy at all. . . Haiz. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110311665667315768?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110311665667315768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110311665667315768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110311665667315768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110311665667315768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/soft-hearted.html' title='Soft Hearted'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110295282541569250</id><published>2004-12-13T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:35:15.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fallen Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just recieved a new not long ago that my first 3 months NYJC PE and soccer teacher had past away in a car accident while on honeymoon with his wife in new zealand. . . Totally shattered. . . He has been kind and nice to me all the while when i was in NYJC, and now he's gone. . . Why. . .? Such kind man must die so early. . . He is only 31. . . So many long years to live. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I still remembered how he had helped me to appeal back to NYJC. . . how he had put in so much hope on me in the soccer team. . . And most importantly, showed me so much tolerance and patience while i was defiance and giving attitude problems. . . I felt so ashame as i thought about these. . . I have not even say a word of thank for all he had done for me . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Jeremy just comforted me. . . He said he had left with his loved one. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I agreed, i'm sure he will still be happy, with his loved one by his side. . . with so many of us still remembering him. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim. . . May you be happy always. . no matter where you are. . . I will always remember you. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110295282541569250?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110295282541569250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110295282541569250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110295282541569250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110295282541569250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/fallen-star.html' title='A Fallen Star'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110294546667552900</id><published>2004-12-13T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:35:34.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hasn't been blogging for so long that it isn't enough to count even with all my 10 fingers . . . Reasons for this. . . : Busy. . Lazy. . . etc etc etc. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lotsa of ups and downs since the last time i have blogged. . . Many thoughts, feelings and apprehensions for all the events that occurred since. . Yet i am not able to recall and blog them in. . . There were surely much happy moments, but at the same time. . unhappy ones that made me felt very down and depressed. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyway. . Had our OCIP gathering at Ms Wee's house. . . I dressed up myself. . just to impress somebody. . . Guess it didn't. . . Well. . yup i dyed my hair. . . that was to continue the tradition that had been taking place for many of the recent end-of-year vacation. . . Seriously didn't did much there. . . just eat, play cards and watch some DVDs. . . Later on. . Went Junction 8 to catch a movie with some of them. . . Shuttle. . . Not a bad movie to watch i guess though i can't admit i enjoyed it because of some reasons. . . Wouldn't label it as very spine-chilling. . . It's about a photographer and his girlfriend being haunted by a spirit, who it happens to be his ex. . The guy had cheated her feelings, ditch her and even took photographs of her being gang rape by his buddies. . . So many times had i thought this basket will be dead after falling from high levels while being chase by the ghost and he didn't. . . The movie ended with the guy in mental hospital with the spirit still haunting him. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Got back home after this. . . Took a long way back. . . by MRT(NEL). . . Just wanted to go past Dhoby Ghaut and hope to get something. . . I didn't. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Back home. . . Was left in a total depression. . . Came to some realisations for some matters i do not want to disclose. . . Threw myself into a sea of music. . . music that can reflect my emotions at the point of time. . . That's what i like to do when i am upset. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh manz. . . Loving this song Wo Yuan Yi, sung by Jay Chou at his The One concert more and more. . . He sang it with so much emotion. . . unlike the original singer. . How i wish i can sing like him. . Haha. . . Well. . There is this song which i thought is nice too. . . Waiting For You by Hu Yan Bing. . Recommend all to go download and listen. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ha!z. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;By the way. . . v3 Lost its first match yesterday. . . 4-1 to some mixed poly team. . . Well. . . Have to admit that we deserved to lose. . . The opponent totally outplayed us. . . We didn't have our full first team squad, miss some importa and the field condition was horrible. . We couldn't get our passes together, since most of our passes are mainly on grounder balls. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Quite a few incident on and off the match. . . Had a tense argument with Ce Jie. . . The team's discipline is getting from bad to worst, and is now out of my control. . . I will just let it be, and not interferre anymore. . . I just wonder how long this team is going to last. . . Just felt it's a pity to let the team go like this with all the progress with had made so far. . . That's why i am trying hard to hold the team together. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Then during the 2nd half of the match, Jia Liang was slapped by one of the opposite player who was unhappy with his sliding tackle. . . Got the urge to run forward to get back at that guy for him, but Jia Liang just want to let the matter rest because the guy already apologised and offer to let him slap back. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So that's about it for the day ba. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110294546667552900?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110294546667552900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110294546667552900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110294546667552900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110294546667552900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/hopeless.html' title='Hopeless'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110239452949521917</id><published>2004-12-06T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:36:05.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruitful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This was kinda fruitful day. . . A good way to mark the start of my first day back in Singapore. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first surprise of the day. . A bursary! I seriously didn't expect that. . With my kinda result, i didn't dare to think of being able to get some things. . Of course, i was overjoyed with that, not exactly because of the money, but also i was delighted to able to achieve what i had been achieving in primary and secondary school times even at JC. . It was sorta honour. . had heard from Andrew that he has got the same award too. . He did so much better than me but ended up getting the same thing as me. . . However, it didn't really go smoothly. . I was about to send the application to the community centre then i realised that the application date has past. . . Not really disheartened by that, i proceeded to the community centre hoping to appeal for my application to be accepted since i know i got a valid reason for handing it late. . I was told that i needa photocopy the page on my passport with the entry and exit stamps on it to prove that I was away. . I did all that, and finally submitted the form after making my way to and fro the community centre from home(about 1 km away) twice. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a new phone! It’s a Sony Ericsson K700i. . Signed a two year plan with M1 and cost me $229. . Actually wanted to get Samsung SGH-E600C instead, the flip phone that Ting Jun is using. . It cost less but the functions are not as good as K700i. . Do not have Bluetooth, and the camera is not as good. . So even though I had always wanted to have a flip phone, I decided to get that phone, which Kelvin is also using now, after consulting some of my ‘professional’ friends. . At the same time, I got a database simcard. . It cost a month of $10, which I have to use for 3months, and give you a 5000kbps of gprs downloading space. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the night, I went to K box with Rong. . After that which we went having supper at Punggol Nasi Lemak and sat there to talk until morning. . From the chat, I learned a lot of things about myself, which I never really thought about. . I found out a lot about my weaknesses, which I never realize. . He told me that I am sometimes very straightforward and hurt others feelings without knowing. . The other party may not show that he/she take it to heart, but you never know, he/she might not be as close term with you after you said the words. . Secondly, he spoke about my pessimism in relationships. . . He told me that I should demonstrate what I have shown in soccer matches, the confident, determination and courage, not fear of losing, in going after someone I like. . Thirdly, he said that I am too quiet at times, poor in communicating with others, and put on a wrong attitude when speaking to people. . He pointed that many times people had thought I was some dao kia or in a way, someone full of thoughts of his own and refusing to expose himself to others, therefore give people the idea that I am someone not easy to get along with, though the fact that I am not. . Lastly, he added that I should try to put aside my shyness, get to know more girl friends instead of just mixing with guys. . . I needa learn how to communicate with girls the way I do with guys. .&lt;br /&gt;Well. . I totally agreed with all of what he said, it was only after listening to all he said then I realized all these. . I feel the need to change, to find myself again. . I can’t guarantee I will succeed, but there certainly a need to try. . . if I do not want my social circle to become very small and limited. . Really appreciate such truthful words from him. . Sometimes an outsider can judge you better than yourself. . I am really grateful to have a friend like him to remind me of my weakness so that I can try to change for the better. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110239452949521917?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110239452949521917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110239452949521917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110239452949521917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110239452949521917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/fruitful-day.html' title='Fruitful Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110222530292795363</id><published>2004-12-03T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:36:52.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo Hui Lai Le!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey there. . ! I am back. . alive. .! 15 days. . past so quickly. . Wandering how Singapore had changed over these days. . How is v3. . How is my buddies, hasn't been hearing from rong and the others since i left. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. . Totally drained out of energy. . yet i still want to continue. . i hope i don't miss out any details. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed at Changi Airport 2hour ago. . Wow. . The feeling was great. . Never have had the feeling of missing Singapore so badly. . Yet there was some uncomfort. . Everyone has their parent, family, friend there to fletch them back. . Only me. . As though left out alone in this world, to go home myself. . I can't wait to get myself out of the place as soon as i finished checking out. . Nevertheless, still endured the awkwardness for some time as we were asked to stay to take some group photos and well, my plastic baggage was torned and i went getting another plastic baggage from Waigang to hold the stuffs. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just 'finished' packing my things. . And i realised i didn't got many things afterall. . I don't think i will have enough to give to many, so sorry guys. . if some of you are not able to receive anything from me. . We were not given much time to shop, and there was limited things to buy and can be buy, though i must admit things there are really. . cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should describe this trip. . I wouldn't call it very tough, neither is it very relax. . There were fun times, yet there were also times where we really felt the hardships. . The first day was relax, just plenty of traveling and dining in a classy restaurant in Kun Ming. . The food was great, we all ate quite a lot. . Only reached the village on the 2nd day’s evening. . It was not as bad as we had thought. . in particularly for the toilets. .It was newly built, lay with tiles on the floor, looks clean. . though it still lacks a flushing system. . But the coldness was hard to endure, especially at night. . So cold that it's difficult to sleep. . Talking about sleeping. . 15 guys squeeze into a room of the size of about a normal classroom. . There are no beds for all, just straw mats. . The teachers bought blankets for us, which we lay on the map and slept on it. . Most of us had brought along sleeping bag. . Yet even with that it still can't prevent us(me) from shivering in the night. . The food there was salty and oily, but I deny enjoying them, at least for the vegetables, eggs. . Not the porky dishes because most of them were often served with a lot of fats. . Nevertheless, we decided to cook ourselves breakfast and dinner, so that it matches our taste. . Started working on day 3. . We were divided according to our different groups and sent to different house to help in their building of the toilets. . Carried bricks, bags of sand, sieving the sands, digging trenches. . . . Our group was sorta mischievous. . We went exploring an orange plantation and honey farm without the teacher’s permission. . We received a lecture from Ms Wee later. . But no one regretted it. . It was a fruitful and eye-opening trip. . We collected lots of oranges and honey! The taste of fresh honey was SUPERB! We appeared to be a slack group, but frankly speaking, we were really very focus and gave our 110% effort when it comes to serious work. . Ms Wee had witnessed that herself, and was full of praise for us. . OCIP 2004 Cultural Group is the best manz!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t entirely about doing manual work there. . Went to a local secondary school for some sharing and exchange programmes. . Oh man the classroom was dynamic. . That was the conclusion I came out with, after observing the lessons. . All the kids showed me what passion for studies is. . Every question the teacher asked and they will answer it loudly and in unison. . A totally different scenario from Singapore’s classrooms. . Maybe we have took the chance to study for granted, and that results in our lack of enthusiasms and passions to study. . On the other hand, those kids in the village need to even fight for their chance to study, and that explains why they cherish this opportunity so much. . Human beings are like this, they start taking things for granted when they are able to achieve what they want too easily. . They will only cherish what they have if the things they want are obtained after putting in efforts and hardworks. .&lt;br /&gt;Besides the exchange with the secondary school. . We also have the opportunity to teach the primary school children some hygiene knowledge. . They were a group of cute adorable, likeable kids. . Active, bumpy, shy, naïve . . . So like of me when I was a little boy. .&lt;br /&gt;Got the chance to go to the village’s market on the last day of our stay in the village. .It was located some 8km from where we lived. . Got lotsa of things there. . Shoes, biscuits, sweets etc etc. . There was a lane full of bloody scenes. . Slaughtered pigs. . With their heads, organs, flesh hung on the stores. .&lt;br /&gt;At the eve of our stay in the village, there was some party going on. . . Officials of the village were invited to a ‘feast’ cooked by us- curry chicken, vegetables, green bean soup. . I took care of the vegetables. . Oh manz, have to praise myself, I am good. . The dish won the praise of many. .&lt;br /&gt;Then came the singings, dancings, performances put up by us and the locals. . Everyone joined in the fun except for me. . I was sorta anti-social, listening to discman, standing on one side, refusing to join in. . Actually I was keeping a look up for the girls. . Felt the need to do so then. . Just don’t trust the people, you never know what they will try to do. . Sounds lame. .&lt;br /&gt;Departed the village on 6am the following morning. . I will miss the place I know. . There were memories which I had there, which I will not forget. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Dali city at about 9.30am. . Checked into a hotel there, went for tour in Gu Cheng, where I got lotsa of stuffs. . CDs. . They were cheap, just 10-12 yuan each, it’s original. . Also got shirt, tea leaves, souvenirs. . . Tea leaves, was cheated off my money by some con shop . . Sold me expired tea leaves. . Wouldn’t have know if not before consulting some expert, in a store specialized in selling such things. . Anyway, I bought two small cans of high quality tea leaves back. .&lt;br /&gt;Went for some boring cruise trip on Er hai after that. . It brought us to few of the islands around the lakes, which I thought got nothing much to see or shop. . The scenery looked spectacular initially, but as time past, just got bored with it. . Not forgetting that we catch a performance by the local tribe on board. . We were served with 3kinda tea with different taste. . Bitter, sweet, bitter+sweet . .The last one tasted horrible. . The performance was alright, but looks a bit false at times. . The performers carried musical instruments which they appears to be playing but it was obvious they were not. . Their fingerings were all not synchronized . . There were some pretty female dancer, but I am not the least interested . .&lt;br /&gt;Spent a night in a hotel in Dali before making our way back to Singapore via Kun Ming and Bangkok. . Bought more things on the way. . A crystal bracelet for my Mum and another normal bracelet for my buddy. .&lt;br /&gt;So that’s how it ended. . 15days of OCIP trip to China. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110222530292795363?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110222530292795363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110222530292795363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110222530292795363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110222530292795363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/12/wo-hui-lai-le.html' title='Wo Hui Lai Le!'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110078842425000878</id><published>2004-11-18T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T06:33:44.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait For Me. . I Will Be Back. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just another couple more of hours and i will be on my way to Yunan, Dali for Overseas Community Involvement Programme. . . There is some sort of mixed feeling running inside me. . I was feeling excited and nervous, can't wait for the time to come, yet at the same time. . there was a little fear and discomfort. . something that made me didn't really feel like going. . . Oh manz. . I really gonna miss so many things, people, food etc etc etc. . . My buddies, family.  . . Gonna miss them. .  Soccer, gonna miss it. . Computer games. . Oh. . So many so many. . . I don't want to leave le larX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway. . I spent the whole day shopping for the stuffs needed for the trip(even those not needed).  . Spent over $100. . There's now a big big hole in my pocket. . . Pok liao. . ! I bought so many things back home that i received a lecture from my brother. . Well. . I wasn't ready to accept that at all. . Resorted in a quarrel between the two. . All my family member had actively lend me a hand in preparing for the trip except for him. . And yet he got the guts to come and criticize and condemn me. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Actually i should be extremely busy now. . but i was practically slacking now, typing this blog and chatting. . Wanna know a secret. . ? It's 10.15pm now. . and i have not packed my bag. . It's gonna be disaster for me later. . Anyway i don't intend to sleep today. . So maybe i will have lotsa of time to settle all these. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally. . Hope those who are reading will continue tagging, crapping, laming and suaning in this blog. . really don't want to see my blog becoming so deserted, quiet, eerie, liveless etc etc. . Keep my blog full of craps, make it noisy, make it messy, whatever. . but not quiet. . Take care folks! Be back in 15 days.  . Then i will tell the story of my trip. . bYeZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110078842425000878?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110078842425000878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110078842425000878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110078842425000878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110078842425000878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/wait-for-me-i-will-be-back.html' title='Wait For Me. . I Will Be Back. . .'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110067214690906631</id><published>2004-11-16T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T22:15:46.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 More Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hasn't been blogging for so long that i nearly do not know how to. . . Was kept busy with lotsa of things.  . OCIP meetings. . CIP.  . Project.  . Working. . . I was so tired when i returned home each days that i didn't have the energy to think of blogging. . With barely 6 to 7 hrs of sleep i got these few days and the energy was needed to do more important things. . blogging is considered a waste of time. .  I finally find the time and drive to blog today. . Finally got a chance to catch a breath in these busy hours. . I've been in rather a foul mood because of the tiredness in me. . So i must apologise to those who has used as a 'chu qi tong' by me. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Alright.  . Attended the MAD movement on Monday.  . At first i thought the MAD really stands for mad. . I was naive, imaginative etc . . I imagined it was meaning Youths doing community services that are considered as 'mad', all do the community services 'in a mad way', like you know, doing something for continuously 24 hrs etc etc etc . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It wasn't none of those nonsense.  . MAD stands for Making A Difference. . Cool huhZ? Ya.  . So i went for it together with the rest of my classmates . . While others went over to join the Fund Raising, me Si Jie Andrew Raymond Kelvin joined the Park Security. .  We were given a green vest with a big ugly security word at the back and a disgusting cap which no one decent being will want to wear, and again with a security word on it. . Then divided into groups, we were given areas in a Theme Park(set up in Orchard Road) to patrol. . Before that, there was a briefing on our roles and some basic security knowledge imparted.  . Here is where came the amusing part.  . The guy who brief us taught on the ways to identify if it is a bomb in an unknown parcel. . One way is to sMell. . . He said that terroist normally give off some smell or left some smell behind, so if there is a gas from it, then it should be a bomb. . I didn't catch the ball. . I thought he was trying to crack a stupid lame racist joke out there . . By telling us that terroists all have body odour. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ok. . back here.  . I was divided into a team with Andrew, allocated a small area to patrol and given a walkie talkie.  . The guy taught us how to use it . . The special codes, signals etc etc. . It was rather fun. . but i never got a chance to practise it. . The whole patrol was so boring, tiring. . Practically walking the same place over and over again. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;After that, there was a change of shift in the middle and Eddie joined our team. . . We were given a new area to patrol but the boredom still didn't go away. . Instead, it got worse with that new guy.  . He was pestering Andrew all the way, and i just leave them at the bad to talk all they like throughout the thingy. .  Poor Andrew has to tolerate his nonsense for so long.  . He asked Andrew why am i always a loner. . in ODAC and then.  . What a basket. . felt like slapping him. . I should have ask him who is the loner and extra here. . I was alone because i didn't feel like talking and then, i was alone because i want to get myself away from someone who speaks about things that don't make sense at all. . If i am a loner then he should speak for himself first. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So that is how the thing went. . Boring and slack. . Nothing real much to do. . I didn't like it because i prefer to keep myself busy so that time pass faster.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tuesday was kept busy with OCIP meeting . . We were given role to play in case of an emergency and i was one of the 'manpower'. . Oh manz. . Didn't like the arrangement. . Think i should be a runner, i can run very very very fast. . . but i am not very strong. . . so putting me as a 'manpower' is a wrong wrong choice. . cannot optimise the use of my ability . . lOlx. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All of a sudden, came Sophia shouting that Jeremy fell down in the gallery and suffered some serious injury midway through the meeting. . She ran out immediately, then went Ya Hui, Gabriel, Wei Hao and Shen An. . The rest were sorta stunned. . ? Not really, i was quite curious of how this happened while at the same time they were teaching us about all these emergency and first aid thingy. . Too much of a coincidence . . Anyway. . I just wipe away the doubts and proceed quickly to the accident area to help out after Ms Wee gave her instruction. . He appeared to have fractured his leg, so being in the 'manpower', i assisted in bringing the wheelchair to the scene. . After that i was basically slacking, as the rest were helping him to the wheelchair and push him to the General Office . . There was so many hands there already, so i thought they didn't need my help, too many cook spoil the sproth you see.  . I was more convinced that this was real when Wai Gang, an experience guy in the field of fracturing(lOlx), confirmed that he has either fractured or broke his ankle. . It turned out to be a joke. . Wai Gang was no expert at all. . All fake! Just another emergency drill. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's coming closer. . 2 more days to Yunan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110067214690906631?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110067214690906631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110067214690906631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110067214690906631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110067214690906631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/2-more-days.html' title='2 More Days'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110027146385909291</id><published>2004-11-12T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T06:57:43.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha!z</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It wasn't really a great day for me. . . I went to school for Chemistry tutorial in a fine mood, but when i went home. . I felt very bad. . sad. . whatever.  . for some reasons which i think. . i rather keep it to myself. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just want to say that. . many things just can't be judged by what you see. . And it is not as simple as what you can think. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes i don't know what i have done is right or wrong. . Maybe i do not care. . or maybe i was just too rash. . i ended up feeling guilty, depressed, sad, regretful over my wrongdoings.  . I hope i can be forgiven. . Every one makes mistake. . But things just can't go back to the past again. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway . . Went out together with Chee Yong and Kingsley. . . They were still the same. . Chatty, punky, cool, good at suaning, playful etc etc.  . But of course. . They are now more handsome. . No more the schoolboy looks like before. . Kingsley got his a punky hair style dyed with a nice brownish red colour while Chee Yong has got some cool-looking spiky hairstyle. . lOlx.  . Always miss the days we were together. . We were a clique in class, often sticking together talking craps, laming, mugging whatsoever. . There was another guy Aik Wei in our clique. . But seldom contact since he got himself a girlfriend. . Really Zhong She Qing You. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With everyone now in different college/poly. . It is really difficult for us to came out to meet and catch up with one another. . Today was a rare opportunity. . Went Newton circus to have some local delicacies before making our ways for a 'hanging around' session in town. . Throughout the journey. . we were laming about, crapping and of course. . our favourite. . Suaning each others. . oOoO! Kingsley seemed to be the main victim today.  . Cheeyong and I were intensively firing at him, all about him in polytechnics. . In a way. . Kingsley was somehow unusual this time. . Didn't really fired back at us.  . I was thinking maybe he has grew to be more clever. . Knowing that he will not be able to suan win us. . Afterall one mouth can't match two mouth. . Haha. . Despite all of us often suaning each other. . we knew clearly that we do not mean it at heart. . well that were all for fun and entertainment. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One more week to Yunan. . !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-110027146385909291?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110027146385909291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110027146385909291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110027146385909291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110027146385909291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/haz.html' title='Ha!z'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-110009033407557937</id><published>2004-11-10T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T05:10:15.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have been watching documentary on the SCV these few days. . Had always liked watching documentary in particularly those on animals since i was very young. . Probably influenced by my Father, who always tune to such programmes to watch. .&lt;br /&gt;However. . It is more than general knowledge which got into me while i was watching the animal documentaries over the past few days. . Sentimental. . Sadness. . Sorrow. . I was overwhelmed with such emotions while watching the programmes. .&lt;br /&gt;There was one scene where it filmed on one young monkey called Limpet which had lost its mother no long after it was born . . The mother of Limpet had used to occupy some respectable position in the monkey's tribe and despite her death, its only offspring was able to enjoy the high status enjoyed by its mother. . While feeding, it is granted special priority to feed first while the rest has to wait, with the chief monkey monitoring closely, attacking any defying the 'tradition'. . And surprising, Limpet managed to get itself a nanny after its mother's death. . which breastfed the youngster and look after its well being. . Despite being in such a situation where it should be considered as 'fortunate'. . Limpet was a sensible and intelligent . .at least for its age. . It knew how to do lots of things, which i thought was incredible. . once again . .at least for its age. .-at barely 2months old. . this little monkey knows how to search for its own food. . shellfish. . which it dig them out from the seashore while the tide is low. . this may not sounds amazing. . but when you really see it(hope you got a chance, tune in to Animal Planet). . a remarkable feat. .&lt;br /&gt;Then came the sad part. . 2 weeks after the filming. . Limpet was found dead. . Feeling sorta sad, sympathetic . . My heart was crying. . A pity that this cute, intelligent, sensible little monkey had to die so early. . Limpet was not fortunate afterall. . Having overcoming the odds to survive without its monkey, it still can't escape the fate that it had to die so young. . Sometimes really thinks that heaven is playing a joke on us.  . Allow us to survive one ordeal in one minute and wanted us to suffer the next.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In another scene. . Show cast on this man who work to save younger orphan wild animals or breed endangered animals.  . There was this eagle named Queen(can't recall its species, but it supposed to be the most dangerous eagle in the world) which he came across.  . It was trying to fertilise its egg which after some examination, was found to be sterile.  . On the same occasion, the man found another eagle of the same species in the wild which had produced two eggs.  . Eagles offsprings will often tries to kill one another in the process of growing up by the sides of their mother. . So only one of the offspring in the two egg will survive. . To prevent this scenario from occuring, the man went on a mission to steal the eagle egg and allow Queen(which produced a sterile egg) to adopt the baby eagle by swapping the fertile and sterile egg silently. . In the end, Queen raise up the little eagle without realising that was not its offspring and prevented a worst scenario from taking place. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was feeling very sorry for Queen. . You could feel the innocence of her.  . At the same time, also her eagerness and excitement to welcome the birth of her little baby.  . It did realise anything wrong with the egg and continue to wait and wait and wait for the egg to hatch. . but it didn't.  . but she still continue to wait. . A mother's love is purest and most innocent. . And who said animals do not have human qualities. . My mind was thinking. . Don't you think heaven is also also unfair sometimes. .? Some mothers are given many offsprings and they ended up killing one another, and yet some mothers are not even given one offspring where they can just live happily and in harmony. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You know. . watching documentary may not be all about gaining more general knowledge after all. . It can be one that really brings out the sense of sympathy towards things, animals, history . .etc.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-110009033407557937?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/110009033407557937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=110009033407557937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110009033407557937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/110009033407557937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/some-thoughts.html' title='Some Thoughts'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109991518199841303</id><published>2004-11-08T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T03:59:41.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today is the first day of the 'official' start of the school holidays. . . It was what many of us had longed for. . a break from the stressful JC life that had loaded you with a heavy workload since the first day.  . Yet however. . I wasn't really enjoying it. . Woke up at 11++am and soon got really bored at home. . . There was nothing that i can think of doing to keep myself entertained except for playing games.  . I thought of studying. . But no. . I just can't gather the energy to do it. . Anyway. . Holiday is for us to enjoy, not to suffer the torments of studying. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;So i was practically throwing myself into playing Winning Eleven 7 the whole morning and noon. . Though i had really got tired of playing the game, i got no choice but to continue playing it since there was no all other games that i don't get tired of playing in my computer(at least winning eleven still arouse some interest in me). . I stopped playing with the master league and is now playing with all the Cups. . . Won the International Cup with Argentina, European Cup with Germany, Africa Cup with Cameroon, America Cup with United States, Asia-Oceania Cup with China and is now playing the Konami Cup with Czech Republic. . All were played at the most difficult level and i tried to push my limits even further by using lousier teams(China, US, Germany etc).  . Then maybe after that i will try playing the international league and declared that i had completed the game when that ended.  .But i hope will be able to get new games soon. . I am now targeting Fifa Soccer 2005 and War Craft. . Yet i do not want to buy in Singapore. . It is so expensive! $12 per game for pirated! Rather wait till my brother or someone else go Malaysia and help me get them . . Hehe. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well. . I didn't stay home the whole day to play game eventually. . Zhen Wei asked me out to Hougang Mall with him to get a jean. . Went Giordano and saw a light blue soft cotton jean with he wanted to buy. . But too bad. . He couldn't get the size he wanted and we left without getting anything. . Went to Hougang Plaza to lan after that. . Realised that my Counterstrike skill has deteriorated to an extent where i can't even make my mark in a game with rookies. . I gave out playing CS and went playing WarCraft 3. . I didn't really know how to play the game. . I was as though sending my heroes to suicide in so many occasions. . Finally, i got really pissed with all my nonsense and quited. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Went playing pool instead. . Wasn't on my form right from the start. . Haven't been playing pool for at least a month. . Lost to Zhen Wei by 4 balls in the first match. . Don't know should i say he has improved or was lucky. . I prefer to name him the later. . So many times had the ball got into the hole without him having the intention to shoot it that way. . In other word. . it is tyco. . However. . Undeniably, he has improved in his accuracy and precision. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well. . In the end. . I lost to him 3-4(in sets). . I was at a time trailing 3-1 to him but managed to fight back 3-3. . At the decisive set, made a big blunder by failing to hit any balls into the hole and spreading the balls wide, this gave a chance for Zhen Wei to capitalise and won the game eventually. . Haha. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Time flies so fast. . 11 more days to Yunan. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109991518199841303?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109991518199841303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109991518199841303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109991518199841303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109991518199841303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109983277379474783</id><published>2004-11-07T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T05:06:13.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>v3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finally had the first v3 training for many months today. . . Although the attendance wasn't very good(only 8 turned up), managed to make good use of the training by having a match with some chinese nationals whom were occupying the field. . . They wasn't some great team, but showed great physical abilities. . They were strong and hardworking. . . However, they played no threat to us. . We were basically toying around with them with our passes, runs and dribbles. . . Lester and Kelvin combined almost perfectly at the front. . Jia Le has been improving tremendously since the last few trainings and match, and today, he showed me his ability to fill in both the defensive role and attacking role well. . Ce Jie biggest advantage was his ability to keep calm and cool throughout the match, and today, his performance showed that he has made slight improvements in his ball control and passes. . Edwin is good as a full back, tackles well and is able to support the attack occasionally, however he has got the biggest disadvantage of being too small in size. . Wei Jie's performance today made me consider to play him in the centre, he got the ability to tackle and timed all his tackles relatively well. . . Nevertheless, there is still many rooms for him to improve before i can really put him at the position with my mind at peace. . Jing Jie didn't really impressed, but showed some significant improvement in his offensive plays, he has a lot to work on as compared to others as his improvement is rather slow and small compared to his fellow midfielders.  . Lastly me. . . Well. . I just thought i flared quite ok? My defensive role was relatively well but the part on the attacking. . Just failed to get the crosses in accurately until the last minute, where i made a sharp and beautiful cross directly aimed at Kelvin who headed the ball into goal. . I've got an excuse for not impressing. . Haven't been playing soccer for some time. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;v3. . also known as Victory FC. . Founded and named by me, two years ago. . Enjoyed a long winning steak since it is formed. . However, this glory did not come for granted. . v3 is a team that had undergone many revolution before it was finally formed. . The team started off 5 years ago with a group of players consisting mainly of those born in 1986(i was the only 1987 then), led by a person who had now left the team. . Then, getting thrashed with the scoreline of 10-0 or more was more than common. . Later on, it was reformed and a group of younger guys(those born in 1988, Lester, Ce Jie etc etc) came joined us and became our youth team. . The new team was named Royal Palace(ugly name. . I'm not the one who came out with it) and i was the vice-captain. . We got slightly better, we were still thrashed but the scoreline this time is less than 10-0. . The team continued for around one years before it was disbanded after some internal conflicts. . Fate brought us together two years ago. . Started v3. . Consists of mainly the younger players and few of us from the pioneer team, i was elected the captain(=P) . .  All of us has improved then. . And the cycle turns around. . It was our turn to thrashed people.  . Ever since then, we has not lose to a team that we had played with. . Hehe. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109983277379474783?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109983277379474783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109983277379474783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109983277379474783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109983277379474783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/v3.html' title='v3'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109976452491842614</id><published>2004-11-06T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T10:08:44.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Swearing and cursing right now. . Liverpool lost 1-0 at home to Birmingham City.  . It was a super lucky victory for Birmingham, with Darren Anderton scoring his first goal for his new club in 78minute.  . With more than 5 shots on target, Liverpool failed to score even one goal. . Two open chance squandered by Luis Garcia and Dietmar Hamman, what the heck were they doing. . ? No doubt Liverpool was missing key players like Gerrard, Cisse, Smicer and today, even Baro was out through injury but i don't think that is an excuse for their poor performance. . From the starting 10minutes, i am already able to come out with this conclusion that Liverpool going to have a hard time winning, and stands a high chance of losing. . and this indeed came true . . All thanks to their 'good' performance. . Birmingham may not have much possessions or chances, but they always looked dangerous and effective with Jesper Gronjaer, Robbie Savage and Muzzy Izzet leading the attack. . Full Back Julian Gray was threatening throughout the match with his runs which almost managed to split the Liverpool defences at most of the times and nobody seemed able to stop him. . Muzzy Izzet was impressive in the match, not only did he led the team in its attack but made two crucial clearance off the line for Birmingham. . Robbie Savage was instrumental in creating the only goal of the game, playing in a well-targeted cross into the penalty box, leading to Anderton's easy finish eventually. . Liverpool on the other hand, played badly. . Harry Kewell always lost possession in his attempts to cut the defences, further shows that he had somehow lost his skills and techniques ever since his move to Liverpool.  . Josemi was horrible although he played slightly better towards the end. . He was outplayed totally by Gronjaer in the match and made clumsy challenges which eventually landed him a yellow card. . Traore also played badly, or maybe i should say i had never think he can play well even though the commentators kept bringing up that he was one of the hero for the Deportivo match. . Luis Garcia should be labelled as one of the culprit for the lost, squandering important chances, passes were inaccurate and runs were easily dispossessed.  . Sinama Pongolle, i thought he was good when he first started playing for Liverpool, but i guess i will name him the most useless striker in Liverpool now. He looks cool with his hairstyle and showed us he is a pacy and agressive player. . In reality, all these were practically useless, he has neither the scoring touch and skills to beat the defenders. . It's a waste of money to invest in him. . The game could have been all Birmingham's if not for some of the Reds guy who i thought had played well. . Risse may not shine as brightly as the previous few matches, but he is one of the few who worked hard throughout the match to create a different story(though he failed). . Xabi Alonso played well with his good vision and fantastic passings.  . The scoreline may have been different, if Rafael Benitez had started Igor Biscan, he was on his top form after performing extremely well in the previous match and threatened the defences the moment he was substituted in, but it was all too late. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Liverpool really need to make full use of all its chances in order to win, at such a rate they all squandering their chances, it won't be long to see Liverpool crashing out of the Champions' League and not able to secure even a Champion League spot in the Premier League.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, went for the toilet race today.  . It is like an amazing race where we had to go 7places(which were unfortunately, all in the western areas), do something and earn points. . I was grouped with Waigang, one other guy call Yong Kun and another two girls whom i think is not neccessary to name them here(because i don't think they are significant enough. . oOps!).  . Start off at a Caltex station in Bukit Batok. . First activity was held there. . Had to arrange some picture showing the ways to wash your hand in the correct order. . Group that has the most correct order will start first. . Unfortunately, we were last and last group to leave the place. . Our first destination was Bukit Batok Nature Park--&gt; Science Centre Omni Threatre---&gt;Alexandra Hospital---&gt;Coffee Shop in Clementi---&gt;Queenstown MRT station. .  and our last station was Yew Tee MRT station. . . Did lots of lame things along the way- clean up the toilets, filling and shooting down bottles with water guns, doing cheers, flushing our head in the toilet bowl etc etc etc. . However, it was as though only Waigang and I were enthusiatic about doing all these, the rest especially the two girls were especially slack. . . Maybe it was because all of us were too stranger. . The station coordinators for the event were all from TjC, some of them were damn mean, probably they were condescending towards us. . There were some nice one luckily, if not i am really going to condemn this school as one full of freaking muggers whom tried to act superior. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Whatever the case, i was glad that we didn't finish last. . Not a total humiliation. . Haha. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109976452491842614?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109976452491842614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109976452491842614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109976452491842614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109976452491842614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/disappointed-performance.html' title='Disappointed Performance'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109974834175032603</id><published>2004-11-05T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T04:16:49.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The day kicked off with A level chinese paper. . Not exactly a tough paper . . I maybe bluffing myself. . . Think i should be able to get at least a B4 for the subject. . A bit too over confident huh. . ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well. . Made an important decision today. . Maybe i should say i finally picked up the courage to really listen to what my heart really wanted to say. . Don't know how or why, i managed to wake up my senses, think and considered carefully before making the decision. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was supposed to be our first official date. . I turned up as promised and went out with her to Suntec. . . to catch the movie. . Before it. . Brought her to Esplanade Park, and i was supposed to propose to her to be my girlfriend. . But i did not. . Instead. . I back out last minute. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somehow and somewhat, i felt i can't do that. . Repeating the questions she had asked me many times during our previous conversation in my mind . . Is she really the right person for me. . Do i really have feelings for her. . I have been avoiding these questions in the previous few occasions, putting it off by telling her that 'i do not know how to answer'. . But this time, i plucked up the courage to face them . . . I wasn't really sure. . Yet i thought i was willing to try. . She's so nice to me maybe we can give a chance to each other?. . But try. . ? No. .! I felt i can't do that. . She could end up getting hurt because of this. . of my selfishness. . Finally. . I told her all these which maybe . .she didn't expect. . I told her "let's not start for the time being. ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was glad i could have her understanding. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She told me she was having the same feelings but didn't dare to tell me. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We came to a mutual agreement that we will still remains as friends . . at least for now. . Maybe we should give ourselves more time to really understand each other more and the feelings we have towards one another. . This will be better compared to ending up miserably and hurting her feelings as we have seemed from many other couples. . Love is something bestowed by the God to make us happier. . Not bring us sadness. . Anyway. . She deserve someone who really love her totally and can make her very happy. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know i am rather a basket in backing out at the last minute. . And i don't know whether had i did the correct thing. . But most importantly, i don't want to risk causing her any sadness if the relationship don't turns up well. . I am really touch and grateful to have her understanding. . And it was eventually, a happy ending for two of us. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We went for the movie as planned. . Watched The Doll Master, a Korean horror movie which is about some dolls coming alive to take revenge on the descendents of the killers of a wrongfully murdered man who was accused of killing his own wife. . Not a bad movie to watch except that it can get slightly boring at times. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-109974834175032603?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109974834175032603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109974834175032603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109974834175032603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109974834175032603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/still-friends.html' title='Still Friends'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109955331707301877</id><published>2004-11-03T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T23:28:37.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Bush Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#336666;"&gt;The headline read "It's another 4 more years for Bush. . " in Straits Times today. . . I was sort of disappointed with the result, though i am not an American.  . Expect Kerry to win, admired him for his stand to focus more on the country's internal development rather than wasting the country's resources on external matters like the Taiwan straits affairs and the war against terroism. . I certainly did not expect that Americans,  after all of what he had done during these fours years, still support Bush. . Well. . Really do know how many more American soldiers will be sacrified in the 'War on terroism',  how many more muslims will turn their back at America, how many more incidents similar to Sept 11 will occur. . under Bush's rule. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of politics. . Enough of my 'showing off' on current affairs. . Today went to get my winter clothings with my Father. . I didn't really bought much, some winter clothings, disposable undergarments, glove, winter hat and two pairs of socks, and it cost me $136.  . My Dad only agreed to sponsor my $100, had to pay $36 myself. . Oh my heart is aching!! That is a big hole in my pocket. . !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A interesting and hilarous event occurred later. . Went to the bank to change my atm card to the new type(the blue colour card). . Wanted my name to be engraved on it so the customer service officer helped me to fill in a form and printed my thumbprint on it.  . She then asked for my IC to verify my particulars and checked my thumbprint. . . Suddenly. . She told me that the thumbprint i had just printed on the form does not match the one in the IC. . I was shocked. . ! Guess what happened next. . She found out that there is another IC sticked to the back of my IC and hence, she was matching the thumbprint of mine with the one inside the person's IC.  . Haha. . Make another guess whose IC is this.  .&lt;br /&gt;I recalled that Sally had left her IC in my wallet and forgotten to get it back from. . I placed her IC exactly in the same position where i placed mine and they got stick together, resulting in the misunderstanding. . It was really an embarrassing and awkward scene, the customer service officer was practically laughing her way out.  . She asked me whose IC does it belong to, but i didn't bother to say anything, just simply got my things and out of the Bank as soon as i had finish with the registration, not wanting to face this any longer. . . lOlx. . What an unusual incident!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't watch the match, but was happy to see Liverpool winning 1-0 away to Deportivo, surely now there is higher chance for Liverpool to advance to the next round.  . Heard from Si Jie that Biscan played well. . Good manz. . With Cisse having broke his leg and out for the whole season, and Gerrard still in the injury list(won't be back till mid November), it will be difficult for Liverpool to progress in the Leagues and Cups. . Can only place hope on the likes of Alonso, Risse, Baros and now Biscan. . ? Hopefully, his form will be consistent. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  . Tomorrow is A level chinese exam. . . Didn't really care much about it. . Not confident to get A1 or A2 and a B3 or below is as good as a D7. . What is the point of studying?  I also don't believe in studying for chinese. . because i never. . So let heaven decide my fate. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109955331707301877?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109955331707301877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109955331707301877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109955331707301877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109955331707301877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-bush-again.html' title='It&apos;s Bush Again'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109947588168849112</id><published>2004-11-03T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T01:58:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haven't been writing much lately. . Lazy, tired of blogging, nothing to write. . . whatever excuse i can come out with. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today is the day we had been waiting for. . after months of doing on PW.  . Oral Presentation. . . Surprisingly, i wasn't a bit nervous at the beginning, but as time came closer and closer to our turn to present, i became trememdously nervous and panicky. . Nevertheless, i was still quite confident that i will be able to do well for my presentation.  . Especially for my Q&amp;A section, i was sort of thinking that there will be no question they will ask which i can't answer, since i understands my project from head to toe. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nightmare arrived.  . Came my turn and i can't help but could feel my leg shaking. .  I somehow wasn't able to speak well and mumbled at some of points, sputtering words which i do not know how is it related to my project. . . I'm gone.  . But i was still hoping that the Q&amp;A section can win me back some marks. . I was wrong. . The question asked caught me totally out of guard, i was certainly not prepared to answer such questions.  . How do you think that foreign talent can help boost a dynamic and competitive sporting environment. . ? Shit! My mind was in a blank on how to answer the question, i had expected them to ask me some questions on soccer but they did not. . I did not want to show them that i am hesitant and simply just sputtered some nonsense out from my mouths. . I screwed it all out.  . Guess nothing more than a miracle will allow me to achieve a good grade this time.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Feel so tired now. . Haven't had got the time to go out to find some winter clothings for my Yunan trip.  . There is still Chinese A level and PW. . And yes.  . . PW has not ended here, still got plenty to do with PW file. . Ha!z.  .&lt;/span&gt;&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/8673575-109947588168849112?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109947588168849112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109947588168849112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109947588168849112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109947588168849112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/11/oral-presentation.html' title='Oral Presentation'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109905311062007272</id><published>2004-10-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T10:10:26.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commendation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Was listening to this song, look what you have done, by jet. . Nice song. . Recommend everyone to listen too. . I am not encouraging piracy, but feel free to message me in msn and ask me to send you. . And maybe if you think is nice. . You can buy the album. . . ? OoPs.  .My nose is getting longer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Today is the 'last' day of school. . . That was crap. . Last day? No man. . There is still lots of days coming up. . Still have to go back school for OP assessment, A level Chinese, ODAC, OCIP training and etc etc etc. . . In JC, you don't have last day of school until you graduate in Year 2.  . Nevertheless, we got Commendation Day today. . . Ya, as the name goes, it is a day to 'commendate(commend)' people. . . People, can be considered quite many, went up the stage to be commended by the teachers and principles with prizes, medals, trophies, vouchers etc etc etc. . Wished i was inside. . Next year. . next year i want to be among the people receiving awards/rewards whatsoever.  . Remember the last time i went up the stage in school to collect something.  . Secondary 4? Or 3. . Can't really recall. . Won a 3rd/2nd. . ? Prize for chinese essay writing. . . Actually won something this year too. . Again for chinese essay writing. . But this time is a consolation prize, Mdm Loh presented it to me in class and i did not went up the stage in front of many to collect it. . Sad. . Anyway.  . The event was boring. . Except for the skit put up the teachers, which lighted up the whole event. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;22 Days to my trip to Yunan. . ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109905311062007272?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109905311062007272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109905311062007272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109905311062007272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109905311062007272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/commendation-day.html' title='Commendation Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109895058139914018</id><published>2004-10-28T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T01:03:01.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I just realised recently that i have lost the interest and patient to blog like this everyday, so from now onward i will not be blogging everyday, depending on my mood. . I found that i could have spent this time on 'better' place like playing games etc etc. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I got to know yesterday that Cheeyong managed to get himself promoted without any condition involved. . Earlier on, he had told me that he was promoted under the condition that he must pass his first blocktest next year or be kicked out of the school, but this was not the case after the teachers 'secretly'(as he had told me), altered his marks and thus allowing him to be promoted unconditionally. . . Felt happy for him, being able to promote in MJ is already a remarkable feat, and from him, i discovered how fortunate i always was. . During the first 3 months, we all(kingsley, cheeyong me) had chosen ACJC as our first choice, and both kingsley and cheeyong got in, i was instead, being put into NYJC which was so much nearer to my house than ACJC. . I enjoyed my stay there while Cheeyong and Kingsley was like, being tormented by the long journey they had to make everyday to school, and eventually, resorted to quitting the school. . After first 3months, i didn't do well, but i put MJ as the second choice, hoping to be in there since i realised it will be unlikely for NYJC to accept me with such a high L1R5. . Heaven was kind to me again, i didn't manage to get into MJC, instead, i was posted to SRJC, and here i am, surviving fairly well. . If i was in MJC, it won't be difficult to imagine myself either being retained or kicked out of the school. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Went on talking to another friend of mine in MJC, Vicknesh, the VS boy who i have know during my first 3month in NYJC.  . Out of my expectation, he did extremely well, CCCE if i did not remember wrongly.  . He was those kind of slacker VS boys but undeniable, he was an intelligent fellow.  . Really had impressed me.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Got back my result slip today. . . It was satisfactory and there was evident improvement. . I got C for physics, C for mathematics and E for chemistry. . Stand a position of 166 among 700++ students. . CA had no doubt helped in pulling up my marks for mathematics, from 53-59. . I was quite happy but believe that there is still alot room for improvement. . My target for next examination will be to improve from the current results for all subjects. . I can do it manz. . .&lt;/span&gt;&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/8673575-109895058139914018?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109895058139914018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109895058139914018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109895058139914018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109895058139914018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/luck_28.html' title='Luck'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109878058782680442</id><published>2004-10-26T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T01:49:47.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did not skip chinese today, after searching back my conscience(it has not been eaten by dogs). . Nevertheless, i had forgotten to bring my chinese lecture handout, found the lecture too boring and ran away midway through it. . Went to the library to watch movie with LiangShi Waigang and Daryl. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The ranking and names of those prize winners in the commendation day was out today.  . Brought me back the memory of the results i had produced in the promotional exam. . Well, feels i had did okie, but somehow is slightly comfortable. . Maybe that wasn't okie at all, i should have did better, I want to get into the top 100 ranking. . I wish that i can be on the list for the next exam(and i know i must work hard for it). .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Waigang and gang create chaos after class today, plugging in raymond's laptop onto the projector and speaker, playing some counter-strike game on the screen. . The effect was. . .Cool. . Felt as though i was in the lan shop. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suddenly memories of the good old secondary school days came back.  . Our class guys were renowned for creating havoc in class. . Did all sort of things. . Playing soccer in the class, climbing to the ceiling of the classroom, vandalising the OHP, playing with the fire extinguisher etc etc etc. . We were a bunch of mischievious people and always creating lots of trouble. . But life was fun. . Remembered that we have many different personality in the class with many different character, each of them always trying to find new things to play.  . We have Willard who likes trying new things, Benjamin the daredevil, Waigang the lamer, Alvin the piakia, Cheeyong the shooter, Kingsley the forever leader, Aik Wei the computer genius and etc etc etc. . Those were the good 'old' people in the good old days. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-109878058782680442?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109878058782680442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109878058782680442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109878058782680442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109878058782680442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/good-old-memories.html' title='Good Old Memories'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109869629530386578</id><published>2004-10-25T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T02:24:55.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bad Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I am a bad boy again today, skipping chinese lecture and going to school only at 9.30am. . I intend to do this again tomorrow, well what is the point of attending the lecture where i was practically not listening at all throughout the session? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;So, i was going to school solely for PW. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;PW, was more like a chatting session, was basically talking most of the time. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Overheard Sally whispering to Ting Jun over some ODAC internal stuffs so i interrupted and started a conversation about it. . Although i didnt manage to catch what exactly she was telling Ting Jun but i could roughly figure out what the content was about. . I could guess that ODAC is now waiting to choose new AO(activity officer), after that Zhou Zhicai was as though not doing much in ODAC and seldom attend our training. . She didn't admit she was telling Ting Jun about that but we instantaneously started a discussion from there.  . She told me to buck up and take more initiative to prove myself in order to get the post and i was currently not doing any other that. . Instead, she said i was giving the impression of a slacker and possess heck-care attitude. . She was right and i knew it, but i just don't like to purposely do something to impress other people. . I want people to see or discover for themselves. . Only through this will it prove that you are capable. . . Maybe this is not correct or not the right way to do it, but somehow i feel that is my character. . My sister had taught me that i must fight for my own status/rights/benefit/future/happiness whatsoever, and the previous lesson taught me that i have to impress other to prove my worth, but maybe i am just not into all these fightings or whatsoever. . Nevertheless, i understand that Sally has been helping me all the while, putting in good words among the exco members and recommending me to take charge or in planning activities. . I am deeply grateful to her, but i will like to apologise if i have let her down. . I am sorry if i am too insensible and show insensitivity at times, but it is very difficult to explain in words how i thought what i feel, because i myself also do not know, so often just put it off with words that made me less awkward(win me back some face). .  Anyway, thanks for everything you have done. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109869629530386578?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109869629530386578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109869629530386578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109869629530386578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109869629530386578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/big-bad-egg.html' title='Big Bad Egg'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109869418040841574</id><published>2004-10-25T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T01:49:40.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This weekend past so quickly. . Was kept extremely busy with Flag Day, work and PW.  . . I didn't enjoy my weekend at all, i got no chance to go out to have fun. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Spent the saturday morning on flag selling. . Went all the way with Kelvin, Andrew and Joseph from novena to yishun to sell the flags.  . Business was eh. .. Not too bad. . I sold all my sticker within 2hrs, Joseph was more superb, finishing in 1hr30min. . Kelvin was the worst, he was always so slow and this time, it was no exception, i guess he took more than 2hr30mins.  . On our way back to novena on train, something 'interesting' took place. . The train was suddenly halt and then came an announcement that the train will be delayed as somebody had fainted in the train. .  I looked around and realised that the one who fainted, an old man, was in our next cabin. . He was carried by the MRT staffs away on a stretcher. . Kelvin was mumbling with us that the old man had died, what a basket. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Work at night . . Came across serving some stylish youngsters. . Guess they were not Singaporeans(Malaysian) and around my age. . They dress and wear like some celebraties, a few even look like. . Made me ponder are they one in Malaysia. . There was one older guy, look less stylish, but more mature.  . I was thinking if he was their manager. . My imagination went wild . . Two of the guys in the table requested for martell with stout, what mad drinkers are they. . Then one of the girl asked for martell, she was the only that looked more like Singaporean, but it was crazy for a girl to drink martell at such a younger age. .  Well, anyway, that is none of my concern. . The most importantly, there were quite friendly and steady people, often made my job very easy. . I had thought they were be some arrogant youngster who throws their weights around just because they dress stylishly or have the good looks. . They proved me wrong. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went home, watched soccer after work.  . It was Liverpool vs Charlton.  . Liverpool started with plenty of chances, 6 chances that should have been turned into goals in the first 10minutes. . All wasted.  . But they showed me improvement from the first few games i had watched. . They got the determination, skills and teamwork. . However, it was not until the second half where they got the goals.  . Riise, who had missed many chances in the first half, paid for his guilt with a left footed volley that crashed straight into the net. . Luis Garcia, another guy who i think had not performed and should be substituted out from the beginning impressed me with a beautiful long range effort that leave the goalkeeper with totally no chance. . Cool. . That is the kind of performance that the Liverpool fans had expected for long . . If they continue to play like this, i'm sure they would have no problem getting at least a champion league placing next season. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sunday was repetition of Saturday's activities, except that i spent the morning doing PW instead of selling flags again. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My work at night was again, easy job, easy money. . I and another guy was supposed to take 5 tables. . Fortunately two of the tables did not open, this left two of us to take 3 tables. . Cool. . How i wish this happens everytime. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Soccer again at night, and this time it is the big match- Manchester Utd vs Arsenal. . I had predicted that Arsenal will not win and Man Utd may before the start and i was proven right. . 2-0 the final score. . . but my brother went switching off the television with a disappointed expression on his face in the 90th minute(so i missed the rooney's goal in the 93th minute).  . I was happy, celebrating the end of Arsenal's winning steak, waiting to suan Andrew tomorrow in school. . However, Arsenal still made history and they are no doubt, a great team. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109869418040841574?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109869418040841574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109869418040841574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109869418040841574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109869418040841574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/weekend-ends.html' title='The Weekend Ends'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109844849823639461</id><published>2004-10-22T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T05:34:58.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Dancing King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Started the morning with a session that taught us about 'growing up'. . Had some classroom discussion sessions which i thought was. . Useless and meaningless. . Nobody seem to be on the mood for such things.  . Especially during the second discussion session where we discussed about the list of criterias our boyfriend/girlfriend/wife/husband must possess, all the guys were basically showing the world how lustful they are. . Well. . I believe that was all nothing from their hearts but jokes to entertain the class for most of us boys. . I have to defend that most of us are not as lustful as we had showed today. . Even for Joseph. . Though he often present himself as if he is the No.1 sex maniac in the class, i feel that he is not such person but was doing all that maybe, to create laughters? Or to attract some attention. . ? But from today's discussion you can no doubt conclude that boys at our age are not really that mature or should i say, childish?. . Girls on the other hand, are more serious and mature. .  Nevertheless. . For myself, still feel that my future wife or even girlfriend must meet certain criteria. . Although looks really matters a lot to me, there is also others. . Of course, there is character. . She must have good character(kind-hearted, caring etc etc). . Must no smoke or have any signs or symptoms of 'ah-lianism'. . Many of the guys were saying that their girlfriends/wives must have brains. . To me i think this is 'negligible', perhap even if the girl is too intelligent and i have too far behind her, i will be under a lot of stress and this is not going to be very good, because my ego is just too high. . There was another thing. . She must be a virgin. . Feel that it represent a girl's dignity and that the 'first time' should always be saved for her husband. . Be it if i am a bit too stereotype or conservative but i had never beem able to stand some of the 'open' behaviours in the western culture. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was my group's turn to do the oral presentation rehearsal today. . Before we went into it. . Lots of preparation work was needed to be rushed in a short time of 3hrs.  . At the same time, we were told to print out two copies of written report and one soft copy to be submitted later in the afternoon. . It was basically a race against time. . Everything went soothly and problems cropped up were easily solved(except that it was a really time consuming job to choose the fonts and background colours for the slides, Yang Theng horrible, so fussy about everything, buai tahan) until.  . Headache came. .  Mr Azhar's laptop was unable to be connected into the internet. . Had to took the trouble to get back all the way home to burn the files. .  Did the animation while at home.  . Feel that i had did a very good job, it was nice. . ? Have to really praise myself. . Wasted too much time on the animations, landed myself having to waste money($3.50. . Heartache man!) taking cab back to school. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our presentation started with a Bang? No, it was okie. . Ting Jun was. . not too bad. . Quite good . . Everyone was good. . Good job guys.  . My presentation. . Well, tried very hard to keep myself standing still and not frigid too much(in order not to let people say i dancing, especially that Silly Sally), so i tied my hands at the back(serang diri position) . . I was really nervous at that time, yet have to recall what i have memorised and speak them out with standard english(not singlish with lahs and erm. . ). . Not an easy task, stumbled too much, not fluent and mispronounced many words. . Luckily my eye contact not bad, tried to i am confident(though i'm not).  . I have to tried and speak faster next time, exceeded the 5 minutes given time. . (9minutes). . Of course there was the technical error while playing the sound clips, but well, this take up at most 2minutes, i am still exceeding.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was the first time we had present, and many things cropped up. . Especially the controlling of the powerpoint slides. . Real embarrassing. . The answering of the question was well, i felt it was 'no kick' to me and liangshi, we know the project from up to down, head to toes . . It was not very good for Ting Jun and Yang Theng. .    Have to do something about it.  . Anyway, it was not bad for a first time.  . We can do much much much more better man. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109844849823639461?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109844849823639461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109844849823639461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109844849823639461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109844849823639461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-more-dancing-king.html' title='No More Dancing King'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109835630657334504</id><published>2004-10-21T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T03:58:26.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PW Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was a whole day of PW for me. . Managed to dig out some time to blog after finishing my editing on the powerpoint slides. . Finally sorted out a way to integrate the interview abstract into the slides. . .Cool. . But i was too lazy to do the rest. . Leave it till tomorrow to do. . Anyway we have got 3 hrs to spare before the presentation starts. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My brother yesterday taught me some basic flash techniques and was eager to show it off this morning to my classmates.  . This ended out in embarrassment instead as i realised that my bro had not taught me the beginning steps and i was struggling to find a way to start. . Sijie then came shooting me like crazy. . What a basket. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We got two group doing their PW oral presentation rehearsal today. . Andrew's group and Sophia's group. .  Sophia's group was the first to go. . And Sophia the first to begin. . Wow. . She was loud. . (she always is). . Sijie next to go. . Haha. . He should be the second dancing king(after me). . Got the sianz look on his face, always referring to his script and spoke with a monotonous voice. . Waigang was perhap the best in the group. . Have to admit his crapping is superb! The way he present was not bad too. .  Audrey was. . erm. . Quite ok. . Except mispronounced some of the words and lack eye contact with us. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Andrew's group next to present, Andrew started first. . Could see he was trying hard to impress although he was nervous. . Try to put his points across in a light hearted way but i found it slightly too informal. . His hand gestures were somehow too exasgerating. . And kept on looking in other direction instead of at his audience. . Nevertheless, he was loud and clear in his voice. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sylvia. . Kelvin said she is good in the sense that she is clear in her pronunciation. .Agreed with him. . But she was hesitant while speaking and show little eye contact. . Liyun was. . the same old self. . Speaking too gently. . I was not really able to figure out what she was speaking on. . Could see she was nervous, and sorta stress over her performance. . Feel as though tears gonna flow out of her eyes when i looked at her. . Yiyang. . Nice hairstyle, look less like Chinese Ah Beng with spectacle on. . His presentation? He spoke with confident. . That's true. . But he was speaking so slowly. . Seem as though he was too hesitant of his point or trying to recall what he had memorised and miraculous, he managed to finish within 5minutes even as he was speaking slower than a tortoise walking. . Maybe he has too little to say? Andrew was speaking so fast and could not complete his points in 5minutes and he was able to do.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's totally nothing real interesting happening today that's why i am analysing their presentation. . If not for PW that kept me busy, this would have been a terribly boring day. .&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109835630657334504?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109835630657334504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109835630657334504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109835630657334504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109835630657334504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/pw-day.html' title='PW Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109826166589334496</id><published>2004-10-20T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:41:05.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It’s Judgement Day! . . I was sorta well prepared for the worst- prepared to fail my chemistry. .  and needless to say, my GP.  . But I was nevertheless, praying for some miracle to prevent this. . Miraculously, the miracle seems to somehow come through. .&lt;br /&gt;The first paper we got back was GP paper 1.  . I didn’t hesitate to look at the marks the minute I got the script on my hand. I used to hold my result scripts for some time before finding the courage to open it to see but this time, it was completely different from my old self, for I was mentally prepared for the worst scenario. . Miraculously, miracle! I passed! 23/50! Suddenly have the urge to stand up to celebrate. . As I went through the paper, I discovered there was some moderation done, everyone got 2 marks added to their language. . So that mean I would have failed the paper. . But who cares about that as long as you got a pass. .&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 came next. . Comprehension wasn’t a case for me to worry, for I have always able to manage fairly well for the paper. . So there I went collecting the script, looked at the mark, and I’ve got 23/50! This adds up to a total of 46/100 and that means. . I passed overall! And. . I am promoted! A pass on GP and an A level subject(physics) which I had knew earlier on. .&lt;br /&gt;Physics paper was the first A level subject paper we got back. . . 22/40 for paper 1 and 46/80 for paper 2. . Adds up to an overall of 68/120, 56/100, which means I got a C. . But I was told that I’ve got D, 54/100. . What the heck man??! CA and Mid-year pull me down? Waigang got lower than me in the promos yet he got a B, that is so unfair. .&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper was the next to be given out.  . It is in this subject where I created another miracle in this examination. . Paper 1 was expected, did badly, got a F, one of the lowest for the paper in class I think, with only 12/40(30%). . Paper 2 was much better, again I have expected that.  . Got 24.5/40(61%), B. . Then came paper 3. . MCQ. . It is in this section that I have not manage to find time doing and was basically guessing my way through the paper. . My luck was not too bad. . 8/20, a fair result as compared to many others. . So in total, managed to squeeze out a final result of 44.5/100. . I considered that a pass.  . And another miracle created.  .&lt;br /&gt;Then came the disappointing part of the day.  . Math result was not too good, at least that is not what I had wanted. . I should have did better given all the effort I have put in doing schools papers. . Scored 53/100, a pathetic D. . What was I doing? Can’t even do the first differentiation question and screwed up the what I have thought to be ‘no kick’ APGP. . It is sad that a day that had brought me so much surprise at the beginning have to end like this. . Nevertheless. . It took little time for me to get over it and convince myself to accept and be satisfied with results. .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109826166589334496?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109826166589334496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109826166589334496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109826166589334496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109826166589334496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/judgement-day.html' title='Judgement Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109819184238004576</id><published>2004-10-19T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T00:40:18.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;I was trying to touch up my blog yesterday night. . . trying to make it more interactive, look better and sound better too. . . Yet my html knowledge let me down, my patient let me down, and my determination let me down. . . I gave up after failing once. . . Just told myself that i will try again. . when i am free. . That was just an excuse. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Went to school only at 9.30am today. . Purposely did so in order to skip the boring GP and physics tutorial. . Feel a little bit uneasy at first, was slightly worry on missing somethings that might be important. . Managed to overcome it after convincing myself that what can be so important when it is taught after the promo. . Anyway, the whole day's lesson ends quickly, i was simply going to school to chit chat with my friends during all the lectures and tutorials. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Yes. . I was going to school for. . PW too. . Spent much of the time after lessons doing PW. . What the heck manz, had to hand in written report final draft and we are having it back only today. . Fortunately we didn't have really much to do, all thank to Ting Jun who told us to re do the whole report during the start of draft 3. . All we were doing was just some minor correction and retyping the whole report again after the diskette failed to work. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Took some time off to slack while doing PW. . Was talking to Ting Jun. . . She read my blog again, all thanks to Sally's recommendation. . Founded out more this time, not only on what i had written on the roxy ger, but also on. . Yahui. . There she went dumping me with questions. . The same old question. .- You like roxy? And the same answer i gave her. . - No, i just think she is sweet. . Then came another question. . - You like Yahui. . Didn't know how to answer. . Do not want to give a direct answer. . Simply did not admit to it. . neither do i want to deny. . My answer was rather cool. . Just told her that if she is not attached, i might CONSIDER going after her. . If she is attached, then i will just forget about the thought. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Sophia had told me yesterday she was not, and Ting Jun confirmed it. . Well. . so i will consider. . Who knows what will happen in future. . Maybe i should go and know her better. . We got plenty of chance to do that, since we are in the same group in OCIP, so just let nature take its course. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;That was not the end of her 'interrogation'. . Went on asking me on our class's girls. . Ting Jun: "You think our class's girls who can make it?". . Wow. . You know that was really a question that was so difficult to answer and may put myself at risk of being beheaded by the girls if the words goes around. . I was little bit hesitant. . Then i recalled about the girls ranking in our class. . In the end, i came out with this conclusion in 10sec. . Me:" none of them can make it. " Girls, don't be offended, i have not finished, Me:"but i will give them all full mark for their character.". . Actually the first line of my answer is not totally true, there are a few who can make it, but i didn't feel like mentioning. . They are the top 3 ranking(of the girls' ranking in our class). . The rest are quite OK in terms of look, they are not 'cannot make it', and are attractive in their own ways. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Received a sms early in the morning from Cheeyong that he had did badly for his chemistry. . Did not really know what to say but to reply him with some comforting words. . It is only through the understanding of Cheeyong's situation then had i realised how fortunate i am. . With the way MJC are setting up their promotional paper, i wouldn't need to guess whether i will retain or expelled if i was in there. . In SR, at least, you don't really face such difficult papers(compared to SR) and put yourself hanging on in doubt of either being retained or expelled. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Came to know more about his result later. . At the very least he got a pass for math and AO for physics, that is already a great deal, pray that he can be promoted. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;17 December, one my best buddy, and the other my good pal, are going NS. . Time flies so fast. . Feeling sorta sad, gonna miss a bunch of brothers when they are in camp. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Tomorrow may be my doomsday. . The time to receive back the scripts for promos'. . The time to know how i have performed during the exam, the time to predict whether i will retained or promote. . I am prepared for the worst(not to the extent of retaining) but i pray, pray hard for the better, for a miracle. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109819184238004576?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109819184238004576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109819184238004576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109819184238004576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109819184238004576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/lots-to-say.html' title='Lots to Say'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109809598251992169</id><published>2004-10-18T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T03:39:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Started my day today in high spirit, not knowing why.  . I dun seem to be suffering from any of what people called it Monday Blues. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PE was the first lesson for the day.  . In secondary school, PE is something which everyone looks forward to.  . However, in JC, it looks almost opposite. .  Most people hates PE, because what you are doing in PE are physical training like push-up, running etc etc etc, unlike in sec school where you play soccer badminton hockey.  . Fortunately, the physical training in our PE ended since the after NAPFA. . So we have games, and this made me look forward to it. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway, i scored a goal, a beautiful one? My team worked hard, but was unlucky to be held to a draw. . All thanks to two equalizer by Liang Shi. . Si Jie scored a goal, has he improved? I don't know, but all i could say that he had managed to use his body correctly, for this time at least. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Joel joined us playing in the game, he wasn't really that good, but at least, he was better than many of our guys here, and of course, his dear dear cousin, Kelvin. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Our PE everything look sianz to me, suddenly have the urge to skip all the rest of the lesson back home to sleep.  . I was glad to find many having the same thoughts as me, but we decided to skip only the physic tutorial. . Only that rebellious Waigang ran home after the chinese.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nevertheless, the class was very Onz today, all of us skipped Math lecture and went into the library to do PW. . Chinese tutorial, Mdm Loh did not come to school, it became another slacking time for us, time past so quickly while you are slacking. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The lunch break uncovered a horrible truth that had been hidden since thursday. . Our plot to send a Zapple(which represent love) to Ellyn was carried out, but it ended up with tears. . It was delivered to ellyn, with card saying "never stop thinking of you since the time waigang told the class i like you. . " something like this. .  Obviously we are referring to Andrew, but it is also quite obvious it was a joke right? At least to me la. .  At first things looked fine, she doesn't seem to be bothered too much by it, but after Andrew went apologising to her saying it was supposed to be a joke. . There the little girl went crying. . I didn't know what to say, but. . well. . sorry to bring her tears instead of laughter when i was supposed to be a joke.  . I was part of the executive committee planning the sabotage. . So. . &lt;strong&gt;Like to apologise for the joke we had played on her. . Sorry. .&lt;/strong&gt; This is applicable to Andrew also. . Although he was not angry, but he appears to be bothered during the whole of the chemistry tutorial. .    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chemistry tutorial was slightly more challenging to the brains and body -need to endure the s!anNeSs. . . I didn't bother to do my chemistry tutorial, promos over already, still do for what. . So basically was copying the answer and chit chatting with kelvin andrew sophia as well as the Silly Sally at the same time. .  We had initially not wanted to skip chemistry because Ms Tan had been good to us, didn't want to hurt her by skipping her lesson.  . But seem like time past quickly too like this.  . Time really past quickly when you slacked. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Got a fierce debate with them about suckling up and ODAC during the tutorial. . I'm not sure how we had started, but we went arguing about me not being recognised for the things i had did in ODAC. . Well, they were right, i needed let people see the things i do by doing them in front of him/she. . It is also a fact that in order to achieve big, you really need to learn how to suck up. . Well, anyway anyhow anything, that is already over, so whatever it is, i will just live with it and continue doing my part in ODAC.  . Just that i will have learned a lesson and tried to applied it when necessary. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So there we go, ponning the physics tutorial and went home. . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Back home, discovered a terrible thing. . Sophia and Silly Sally read my blog! Came flooding me with lot of questions on the girls that i commented in my blogs. . Both accused me of liking the roxy girl. . No! Once again i clarify, i was meaning that she had attracted my attention with her sweet look. . Nothing more. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109809598251992169?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109809598251992169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109809598251992169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109809598251992169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109809598251992169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109808879665465898</id><published>2004-10-17T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T01:41:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sun Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was still feeling sorta tired even after a whole day of rest yesterday. . . Yet i still have to get my ass up and went to work in the morning for the sake for the extra $28 to be spent. . . Really didn't feel like working. . . Therefore, i decided to slack while working, and indeed i managed to do that. . I was the last to serve the food for every course, i was not serving the food properly, i was making a mess out of my tables and i was not refilling the drinks of the customers regularly. . This was perhap one of my worst attitude during work, but i didn't care, because i was feeling real sleepy. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The happiest moment came when it reached the time when we were finally released from work. . Suddenly the good feeling came in and i was having the mood to celebrate for the easy slacking job i've done. . Went having a feast at hougang point with Waigang. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There wasn't much time for rest before i've to go for PW at Liang Shi's house. . Miraculously, I was feeling not so tired after the celebration. . Manage to gather some energy to get to his house and 'doing' some PW work. . Speaking about 'doing'. . We were seldom doing but chatting and playing around. . So in the end, we only managed to do 7 slides on the Oral Presentation in the 3hrs we spent. . And yes, Ting Jun got a new phone and showed it off to me. . . It was a cool Samsung flip phone. . Cost her 600dollars. . What a rich girl. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing much today. . Sunday was wasted just on working and doing PW, haiz. . Needa a day to play and enJoY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-109808879665465898?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109808879665465898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109808879665465898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109808879665465898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109808879665465898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/sun-day.html' title='A Sun Day'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109790668199076801</id><published>2004-10-17T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T01:14:40.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Really feeling damn pissed. . Twice in a role had i either accidentally close down the blogger window or the page had failed to load when i try to publish a new blog, and ended losing all that i had written. . . I am running out of patient on trying to recall and retype the same thing over and over again. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the camp, since yesterday. . The first thing i wanted to do after reaching home yesterday was. . . Eat! Yes, have not had a good meal since the start of the camp. . Survive on maggi mee, some pathetic can food and kaya lotti. . After eating went on sleeping and slacking the whole day. . You know. . Time past so easily when u slack. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was quite okie, in my opinion at least. . Got to know some guys in the science club. . Janice, a shy looking girl from 1s02, Bendy, quite a friendly guy in 1s12 and another guy who was the president of the science club. . All of them are nice and helpful except that felt sometimes the president was putting on air around. . Luckily he shed some blood while trying to help me open the can food during the field cooking, if not he will have leave me with a bad impression. .&lt;br /&gt;The camp kick off with us teaching them on pitching tent. . Was surprise to see so many people in the science club(later got to know that the science club is make up of a combination of different science societies). . I was allocated to teach group 3 which was i how i came to know the 3 guys. . While i was the one teaching, i ended up needing assistance from others as i encountered many 'technical difficulties' which i was unsure on. . Fortunately there was other who were in the same situation as me, or it will have been very disgraceful. .&lt;br /&gt;Field cooking came next. . Kok Loong was with me leading the group for field cooking. . Even as i was feeling horribly hungry, i was gentleman enough to let the girl eat first. . The sight of these pathetic food feel like going outside to ta bao. . Well. . I endured it, anyway i was not allow to go out. .&lt;br /&gt;After the dining session, it was the science's turn to come with a series of exchange programme. . Watched a video on astrology which i found it interesting while most of others fell asleep, then it they taught us to use the telescope and a method to identify the stars in the sky through the use of some cards(which i had forgotten the name). . It was boring as many found it, but i showed unlimited enthusiaism in both programme. . Well, i was fascinated by astrology since young. .&lt;br /&gt;Went playing soccer with the science club's people after that. . But it only lasted for less than 20minutes when Kok Loong came telling us to stop as Mr Goh did not allow it. . We stopped but the science people were rebellious and simply moved to another place and continue playing. . They were caught red handed by Mr Goh later on and he had my ball confiscated. . That was my ball. . I had stopped playing as soon as i was told and Mr Goh was confiscating my ball while i was not playing. . I tried to negotiate with him to return me the ball after the camp but to no avail. . I knew that he do not like me since the first day he saw me, but i just live with it since i am in ODAC. .&lt;br /&gt;I was teamed with Felicia in the nightwalk and arranged to camp in the 3rd level of block B. . The place was quite bright and we ended up being shocked by the first person on the walk instead of scaring them. . It was not till then had i realise how difficult was it to scare someone. . We tried means and ways, shifting from place to place trying to scare the hell out of those people but few was successful. . There was one particular incident in which i jumped out from my hiding place too early trying to scare the person and ended up making a fool of myself instead. .Those two girls who were supposed to be the 'victims' were laughing and mumbling something that made me look so stupid. . I think i play a better comedian than ghost, making many laugh instead of feeling scare. . There was several occasion where i went escorting those girls who appeared to be petrified on the walk to their next checkpoint. . Just can't help to be a nice guy. . Felicia on the other hand, was a better ghost than me. . Her scream managed to scare the hell out of many towards the end. .&lt;br /&gt;Slept only 1 hour before waking up to prepare for the chemistry lecture. . . Was practically sleeping during the whole lecture, copying notes with my eyes close. . Occasionally, the pencil on my hand slipped off, leaving traces of skew marks as i totally fell asleep. . Was really super-duper tired. .&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately after the lecture was short and. . sweet? We were dismissed after a presentation by science club, followed by some area cleaning and debriefing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-109790668199076801?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109790668199076801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109790668199076801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109790668199076801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109790668199076801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109809282093424119</id><published>2004-10-15T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T02:47:00.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no it's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Ting Jun, Liang Shi and Yang Theng looked at my blog during PW in the IT room today. . Was feeling very awkward. . They kept on commenting on the things i had written on the roxy girl and accused me of liking her.  . Oh manz! I really need to clarify this, i was only saying that she was a sweet girl and attracted my attention, i had never said or admitted i had fallen for her. . She's just too good for me okie.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Kelvin was next to show off his blog to us. . . This ended up in disaster. . Mr Tan popped out from nowhere behind us and was reading!! Kelvin was obviously stunned. . Tried to close the window but his slow reaction gave Mr Tan a chance to stop him. . The two engaged in a 'hand-fight' session which kelvin managed to steal a victory in the end. . He seem sorta of determined not to let Mr Tan see his blog. . Why? He had written some bad things about Mr Tan. . I was guessing if it was related to Koh Yee Han, the female teacher who Mr Tan always hang out with. . Mr Tan curiousity on Kelvin's blog did not end like this.  . It was triggered on by raymond this time, who went entering his blog and view what he had written with his PW members.  . Again Mr Tan was attracted to his computer and started reading again. . Kelvin's reaction was faster this time as he instantaneously log into his blogger account and scrapped the part he had written about Mr Tan. . This however, didn't work, as the page will not reload as soon as he had made the changes . . The guys are still happily reading away. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Desperate, Kelvin went on using his last resort which threw us all into laughter. . -Went in front of Mr Tan, plead and beg him not to continue reading. . His pathetically looking expression was hilarious, just can't stop laughing when i saw it. . Yet somehow or rather, it works, Mr Tan gave in eventually and agreed to stop reading. . So. . The moral of the story- never write anything bad about teacher in your blog.  . You may need to end up like kelvin if it happens to be seemed by the teacher.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Got back my chinese results during the chinese tutorial. . Wasn't really well done, scored 103/170, managed to snatch a B3. . Could have did a lot better, if not for the stupid essay wrote out of point. . I was thoroughly disappointed, essay should be one i'm best in, yet i merely produced a slightly more than pass grade for it. . What the heck manz. . It came worse when i realised Wei Liang got the same result as me. . Could see the grin on his face as he went asking me how i had did and found out that he had did as well as me. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;However, it wasn't had totally dampened my day. . Just as i was feeling low and down, came a morale booster! A praise by Mdm Loh, for producing a creative answer in the last question of the comprehension . . The answer sparked a controversy among the teachers and finally decided to reward me marks for the answer. . hAha. . Felt so great, especially after she told me i was the only one in the whole level doing so. .  woOo.  .Felt like flying. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Rush home in the speed of light to retrieved all the things needed for the ODAC camp after this and fly back to school for the OCIP meeting . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Everyone recieved a lecture by Ms Wee during the meeting for not helping out enough during the fund raising. . I didn't really took her words into heart. . Because really think some of what she said don't make sense. . No doubt that this fund raising had showed that the team is not united enough to do things together and works in clique or individually, but seriously this can't be helped. . Most of us come from different classes and do not know each other very well, you can't just depend on one or two icebreaker or sharing session to bring all of us together. . Further more the time we spent on OCIP meeting and gathering is so little, it is difficult to have the a lot of chance to interact and get to know each others better.  . However, i believe that as we progress or maybe while we are doing service in China, this unity will be created since we will be together for 15days, with only each another as fellow people around, it just requires more time. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;On the fund raising issue, i personally think i had did my part to help out, and i am willing to go the extra mile if i am given an extra duty, i have a clear conscious.  . While for those problems cropped out during the fund raising, i think it was partly due to communication breakdown(which i think Ms Wee should be partly responsible), and due to our inexperience.  . I believe it is the first time many of us are participating in such fund raising activity so i guess problems cropped up are normal . .Just learn from them and do a better job, if there is a next time. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8673575-109809282093424119?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109809282093424119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109809282093424119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109809282093424119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109809282093424119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-no-its-friday.html' title='Oh no it&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109775529772641600</id><published>2004-10-14T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T06:36:05.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was looking at other people's blog yesterday night and came to this conclusion that my blog is a million times more inferior compared to others. . I'm referring to wan teng's blog in particular, filled with flash and animations. . . I really had to hand it over to her, managed to master Flash MX in such a short time. . I had always wanted to learn flash but just can't find the time and patient to do it. . Worse now. . I had forgotten all the html stuffs i learned last year. . Well. . i told myself i want to make my blog more interesting and create a webpage for my team. . Just wander will i have the ability, time and patient to do it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal time table resume today. . Started my day with chinese tutorial. . . Got a bit demoralised. . Mdm Loh told everyone that most of those who did question 4 in the essay writting fared badly, and hinted i was among these people. . Got rather fed up and disappointed. . Just cannot imagine me doing badly for something i was supposed to do well. . Furthermore. . i was really expecting myself to do well and thought that nothing will go wrong since i am doing on wan cheng wen zhang. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went helping out in our OCIP drink stall during the break. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffccff;"&gt; was good. . Managed to psycho and con some guys i know to buy the drinks. . It wasn't easy job. . But i think i was good. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;Saw the roxy girl twice today. . Can't help taking my eyes off her. . She's real sweet. . Sorry Waigang. . Can't help looking at the girl you like. . Haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture was very normally boring today. . Went through Math paper during the Math lecture. . Nothing really worth celebrating. . First page was horribly done. . Only managed to get less than 3/7 question correct. . Had the feeling that i am not going to do well for the paper. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the PC period, Mdm Loh announced the Chinese Lecture grouping. . I was rather not very happy when i knew i was selected into group B. . . Well. . The grouping was obviously selected by Mdm Loh(she told us herself) based on her perception of our capability in chinese. . Joseph, Yvonne, Sylvia and Sally was selected into group A, i really wander how on earth did i became inferior in chinese compared to them. .(don't mean they are not good la) Never will i admit that their chinese is better than mine. . (sorry i have high ego)Yet. . I was put into group B instead of A, I really doubt Mdm Loh's judgement. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP tutorial marks the beginning of some signs and symptom that i will fared badly for some of the subjects. . Realised that i had gone out of point after Ms Goh went through the Essay questions. .(so i am sure to fail the Essay section) This implies that i have a 50% chance of failing the whole GP paper and, the need to pass 2 A level subject in order to get myself promoted.&lt;br /&gt;During Chemistry tutorial, Ms Tan doesn't seem very happy with me. . I could get that that was because i had did poorly for my paper. . Teachers are always like this, if you do well they will treat you very nicely, on the other hand, if you did badly, you just be ready to be received a cold shoulder from them. . I guess from the attitude that Ms Tan showed me, i gonna fail my chemistry. . Hope that i am wrong. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with chemistry and GP down. . . Really began to panick. . Didn't really feel like playing soccer with the guys. . Somehow was forced to play with them when my excuse do not work anymore- i tried to use Kelvin as an excuse as he has to do PW and go for track and field. . Yet this failed as Kelvin decided to pon his track and field and cancel his PW for soccer. .What a great manz. .!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, change, brought the ball and proceed to the court for the game. . On the journey, Waigang received a call from kok loong who told him about our(Sally, him and me) physics results. . That basket Waigang got a B, really feel like whacking him. . The previous test who he had copied and scored excellently pull his promo's result up. . . I got a D. . . 54 marks. . Just a mark off C . . Even that i was not totally happy. . Lose to Waigang. . Disgraceful. . Nevertheless. . It seem to be a morale booster after having two subject 'flunged'(this is an assumption). . Pray that my Math can receive an A level pass. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to perform well while on the soccer game. . Or maybe is because i have deproved. . Kelvin, the Red Ant, is really bad. . Andrew had improved a lot. . Si Jie too. . Glen was a bit too lazy. . Liang Shi was usual. . Waigang do not possess any skills or technique, but sometimes useful when he ran round chasing the ball like crazy(anyhow play). .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i have an ODAC camp, won't be blogging until Saturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109775529772641600?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109775529772641600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109775529772641600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109775529772641600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109775529772641600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied?'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109766651694586479</id><published>2004-10-13T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T04:21:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'SianZ' Side of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As the title suggest. . i have really had a boring day.  . Nothing real interesting took place since the dawn breaks. . For 3 hours in the morning. .  I was practically sitting in the lecture hall, either struggling to pay some attention to the boring Oral Presentation lecture, or simply went into La La land. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In between the PW lecture, there was an 'exceptional' long 45 minutes break. . It was just the thing i had needed after an exhausting 1 and 1/2hours on lecture. . However. . i spent the time helping to pull in customers to our OCIP fund raising stall. . . This was not what i had intended to do during the break . . But feeling the need to lend a hand to the logistic group doing the fund raising, i proceeded to the stall to see if i could help in anyway. . (i am really a nice guy manz). . While at the stall. . i was in a lost on what to do to help them up instead. . until Ms Wee shouted at us for idyling away. . . Feel real ashame after that and went straight to those i know to persuade them to buy the drinks. . It was a real difficult task manz. . I tried hard to convince people(i know) to buy the drinks. . Among all, Joseph was the most steady guy. . He handed me a $2 note immediately after listening to my advertising. . Nice guy we have here in our class. . Although he sometimes really crapped too much and i got slightly pissed with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't pick up my courage to go to those i do not know to persuade them to buy our drinks, my skin is just not thick enough to do so. . Nevertheless. . I went on telling Ms Suan about our drink store and asked her to buy.  . It was a real embarrassing experience. . (don't ask me why, just feel like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went on doing PW after the lecture ended. . It was a short and swift one.  . Did the OP planning and finished it in 10minutes. . I was unhappy with some decisions. . but didn't really bother. . Feels that Ting Jun got black face today. . These few days see her like everytime show me a black face. . Pondering in my mind whether i had made her unhappy with me somewhere.  . Yang Theng and Liang Shi was always the same. . Yang Theng gets kan chiong and worried easily.  . Liang Shi was quiet but ever the most influential person while making decisions.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After lunch at Heartland. . Andrew, Waigang and i set off back to school urgently, only to realise that nobody was there doing OCIP things.  . 45 minutes. . past like 45hrs. . spent it in the gallery watching some soccer boys playing soccer. . I never look up to the school team soccer players.  . I thought i was better than them, just that i didn't manage to perform during the trial.  . Actually i think that many of the players are good. . but did not want to admit it. . . Kumaran, the guy who i condemned the most in the team, had actually improved by lot of miles. . I think i will have to watch him up if i really come across him in the field. . . Sometimes really wished i could be in the soccer team. . I missed myself in school team's training. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2pm and it was OCIP meeting. . I was relatively quiet throughout the whole meeting.  . Just could not find things to talk or joke about while the rest in my culture groups are basically crapping all the way in the session. .  Showing the sian side of me. . i tried to put it off by 'showing' the tired look on my face or maybe. . i was really tired. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Took some time to go to the gallery to see how is the publicity group doing on their banner painting. . Ended up watching the soccer team training instead of me.  . All the girls(sophia who suppose to be a guy) in my group was also looking. . Suddenly have the urge to go down to the field to impress them with my soccer skills. . lOlx. .     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything ended.  . a s1anZ day handed. . . And many more seem to be coming as normal timetable resume tomorrow. . ha!z! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109766651694586479?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109766651694586479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109766651694586479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109766651694586479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109766651694586479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/sianz-side-of-me.html' title='The &apos;SianZ&apos; Side of Me'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109758082576541457</id><published>2004-10-12T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T04:33:45.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 Needles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It was another day of boring CCA exchange palatte programme. . As usual, i 'screwed up' the backpack presentation- presenting it with everyone staring eyes wide at me, not knowing what the world am i doing on. . The rest of our exchange with the Health and fitness was nothing but usual and normally s!anz . . There wasn't anything interesting but i did notice one 'not bad looking' girl. . The health and fitness club comprises mostly of girls yet there was pathetically little chio bus in there.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Compared with our exchange with them, the health and fitness's exchange with us was more pathetic, they taught us aerobic exercises, to play with some giant big flexible durable compressible 'balloon' and doing some gym exercise. . Despite this, i tried hard to be enthusiatic so as they will not think ODACIANs are mean people. . lOlx.  . Ain't i a nice guy. . Well, i guess nothing really attraction my attention except for the only solely good looking girl in the club. . The health and fitness club made popiah for us.  . I tried it and i think it was horrible. . . (now i am getting mean) However, i did notice that the good looking girl as among one of the people making popiah so i tried hard to convince myself to appreciate it. . This also made me think that - Isn't she a perfect girl? Good looking and know how to cook. .(this doesn't mean i like her, i am only admiring another chio bu) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Although i do thought the girl was good looking right from the start, i pushed all my admiration to Jia Guang and making people think as though he fancy her. .(raymond started it first, so i just thought i should go on with the rumour). . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;While in the gym, i finally discovered the only guy i had saw so far in the Health and fitness team. . Yes! He was teaching us on how to use the gym's equipment to train our muscles . . On one side of my world, i was listening to him. . On the other side, i was having some bad thoughts- the only thorn of the roses was nothing but usual, not muscular not strong, not anything. . Even though he appears to be knowledgeable in the gym's equipment and the ways in building up of muscles, he doesn't seem to have applied all these to himself.  . So i thought i myself was even stronger or more muscular than him. . Maybe not. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;After this, as usual, it was some slacking time where i proceed together with the other OCIP participants to Tan Tock Seng hospital for innoculation. . During this time i told Waigang and Andrew that i might consider going after the Ya Hui if not for she has already had a boyfriend. . . This was true. .  Since i first saw her i thought she was good looking already and this had never change up till now. . It is really a pity. . If she had not has a boyfriend. . . Or perhaps it is a blessing in disguise. .  People may not accept me and i ended up creating shame in myself.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;At the innoculation, a Caucasian doctor brief on how some possible diseases we might contact during the overseas trip. . I was real shocked when i learnt that people suffering from rabies(some disease cause from biting by some mad dogs) is certain to die. . On the other hand, i was trying to be impressive by answering 'eating fruits' when the Caucasian asked us the other ways to counter diachorrea except for treating a lot of water. . It turned up to be a wrong answer and this brings up the laughter of everyone around me.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Finally, the most exciting part of the day arrived . . Injection! I am actually quite afraid of injection yet as a guy, i have to put up a brave front.  . I took three injections. . Two sponsored by SIF and one . . the one for hepatitis cost me $66 . . Not really sure if my parent gonna pay me back the money. .  If not i am going to be broke . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;After all the time spent on terrifying with the injections, it was after all 'no kick' at all. . The pain came and goes swiftly, leaving me stuck on feeling nothing at all. . Really thankful to have such gentle and skillful nurses . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;On the way back home. . Andrew did something that nearly pissed me off. . We(i andrew sophia waigang) went rushing to catch the mrt when we realised that the train had arrived at the station. . All of us were doing so except for andrew. . In the end, only me waigang and sophia ended up in the train, with andrew still outside when the doors closed.  .Not only was he walking so calmly, he was waving byebye to us. . I got real pissed with him and condemned him so loudly in the train that everyone turned and look at me.  . I was getting very tired and i can't control my temper. . I condemn his attitude of always trying to be different from other people, to be extra.  . Nevertheless.  . We eventually agreed to alight at the next station to wait for the next train and catch up with him . . He was lucky by the time the next train came, i had already cooled down my temper and avoided getting a pierce from me.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Whether it was fated or just out of pure coincidence, we met up with huiling and daphne while in the second train. . Really do not understand why, I was laughing on most of this journey on the train. . From a quiet, shy looking, conservative little girl whose parents used to be strict and did not allow her to go out, i had heard that she had changed into someone more open, talkative and allowed to go out . . However.  . from my observation on the train, it seemed that all of these does not apply except for the last one(allowed to go out). . She is still quiet and shy, at least to me.  . She still looks the same. .  abit peng peng but hardworking one. . Most important reason that had contributed to why i was laughing for much of the time spent on the ride home was that someone, someone i know likes her . . Oh my god. . !! I do not mean to be meaned but you can go around asking any of the people in Bowen Sec 4a 2003, telling them that our huiling, member of the 3musketeers in our class, that someone admired him. . No one would believe because she was just those kind of girl whom very few guys would be attracted to, especially for this friend of mine. . I had always thought he got good taste.  .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673575-109758082576541457?l=vict0ry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/feeds/109758082576541457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8673575&amp;postID=109758082576541457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109758082576541457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673575/posts/default/109758082576541457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vict0ry.blogspot.com/2004/10/3-needles.html' title='The 3 Needles'/><author><name>No[4]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00970314923962962410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673575.post-109750319266589517</id><published>2004-10-11T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T06:59:52.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;On this day,  this t!me. . i created my own blog. . with the aim of writing craps. . . to entertain myself, end keep myself away from always playing computer game(i am getting bored of it in anyway) and also this can hopefully help me improve my GP essay writing. . through the expressing of some of my thoughts and feelings in this blog. i am really sorry that readers might have to bear with some of my broken english- full of grammatical error especially, until i improve some day. . . I don't guarantee that i will write everyday in this blog . . maybe when i feel like writing then i will write ..  So . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hello. . ! Hello. . ! Come to today's story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;This day, how should i describe it? Oh. . i don't know. . Forget it. .  Palette today, exchange with dance club, sorta boring but somehow really earn something in the end--&gt; see some chio bus. . The dance club. . oOps. . is Dance Team, they like to be called Team instead of club, don't understand why(maybe ting jun explained to me the reason before, but i just forgotten it. . so forget it. . ). Yes. . I was about to say they are the first to exchange with us. . Taught us some dance. . I have to admit i really can't dance, just can't handle the steps properly. . in the end probably ended up making a fool of myself in some occasion. . i am really envious of Chuan Ming sometimes, he is a real nice guy and he is good in many things, which mostly i can't do. . And today, he really dance so well among us that he won the praise of the dance girls. . So jealous! Haha.  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The most exciting part of my day. . was when the Legendary Roxy girl taught me to dance.  . She is really a sweet girl. . Somehow got smitten by her sweetness. . Nevertheless, i did not as many others had said, pretended that i do not know how to dance and intentionally made us to teach me. . I just really do not know how to dance. . i got no such intention! Anyway, i realised. . I can't dance, i am not handsome. . so got i nothing to impress her. .  With exception of her presence, the rest of the dance program was nothing interesting. . maybe is because i don't know how to dance well. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;After that, is our turn, ODAC to do exchange. . It was while doing the exchange then we realise we had learned nothing really unique or perhap i should say nothing much in all the 5months or so. . What we could teach them is something that requires little mentoring -rope work, field cooking or something that we ourselves had never learn before and have no idea of- backpacking. I could only describe our exchange with Dance as even more boring than the Dance's exchange with us. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am the one suppose to do the presentation on backpacking. . How was my performancE? I feel it was real bad, i can see from most of their face that they have got no idea on what was i presenting, even ting jun got a sian face. . What can i do? Is it because my presentation was bad? i am going too fast?  I was too soft as many had complained initially. . ? In any case, i just let it past by giving the excuse that i myself got no idea of the content because we had not learn on the skill and was presenting it blindly.  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;After all these had ended, it was some slacking time before going for the Overseas Community Involvement Programme First Aid lecture. . Hilariously, Waigang, who had been always the mastermind in fooling and trickling people, was tricked by Liang Shi and Si jie today. . This rascal ran out of school after marking attendance to play pool, and was saw by Liang Shi and Si jie. . Never can i imagine that the normally honest and innocent looking Liang Shi will trick him back to school calling him and told him that Mdm Loh wanted to see us after the CCA exchange programmes. Is this a retribution? I really have to comment that both of them had did a good job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The OCIP first aid lecture was next. . The presentation was lead by the ostrich looking guy in our school. . Ren Bu Ke Mao Xiang, Hai Shui Bu Ke Dou Liang. . . This chinese proverb and this. . Never Judge a book by its cover. . English one. . is really damn true man. . Never believe that this guy could present amazingly well. . Although he look more like a beng, he present more like a teacher. . ordering us to pay attention at times and cracking some lame jokes to capture our attention when necessary. . Most importantly, he speaks with lotsa of force and is clear in his pronunciation. . He got the makings of a teacher. .  I overheard him implying  he wanted to be a teacher too. .  Could imagine competiting with this kind of people in NIE. . I think i gonna lose badly. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;On the first aid lecture . . well. . it was one which i had really learned a lot. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Back at home from just now till then, i had been on the computer.  . Brother went out.  .Made use of the chance to use the com as long as he don't come back. . hehe. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Listening to mp3 and singing at the same time. . Love singing manz.  . But realise i don't have a good voice. . At home, i don't care.  . Just sing as i want.  .So my parent and sibling often have to bear with my out of tune voice or what they call "chao sia" in hokkien. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I was then also playing winning eleven.  . at first kept on winning.  . made my mood so high that i forgotten to save. . Ended up losing a game and spoiling my winning record, in a rage of fiery, i quited the game without saving and there goes my 5 games played, approximately and hours spent on the game. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Till now i am writing this, i have not have my dinner, feel so hungry. .  But as this is my first entry i decided to write a bit longer and endure the hunger.  . 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