<?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-11726038</id><updated>2012-01-27T01:52:13.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Destiny is not with the nerds...but the asses they behold....</title><subtitle type='html'>My place to hog about...my thoughts and my heart...everythin dat happen in my life...its all hre...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>622</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8947066376063051050</id><published>2012-01-27T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:52:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile. Hello dead blog. Haha.. It's just you and me now, after almost 9 years. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is the last place I could go to when I think about her. I shouldn't be doing that though, right? Haha. Like c'mon~ a relationship that "never existed".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But let's face it, I could never throw her away like that even if she could. Esp not someone who has meant a lot to me, and forever will actually. And I do miss her. I always did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since we talked. She doesn't want me to and she went through so much extent to do that too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much stuff I wish I could say and ask. She probably has nothing to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope she's well though. I really hope so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck for tomorrow's event eh Ms HK Princess. Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8947066376063051050?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8947066376063051050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8947066376063051050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8947066376063051050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8947066376063051050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2282830411327269310</id><published>2010-09-07T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:29:16.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to stop listening to sad songs. It's depressing. =/ And they remind me of you. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanna talk to her so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it'll have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be alright darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2282830411327269310?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2282830411327269310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2282830411327269310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2282830411327269310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2282830411327269310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-to-stop-listening-to-sad-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5063790143939477519</id><published>2010-09-07T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:53:59.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I wanted was to see her face. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5063790143939477519?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5063790143939477519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5063790143939477519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5063790143939477519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5063790143939477519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-i-wanted-was-to-see-her-face.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1928168701653851407</id><published>2010-08-20T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T20:49:45.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I really should stop caring so much. It's silly &amp;amp; bothersome to people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1928168701653851407?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1928168701653851407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1928168701653851407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1928168701653851407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1928168701653851407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/08/man-i-really-should-stop-caring-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6896516248643859664</id><published>2010-08-04T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:45:29.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy~ I'm back for awhile! This is the reason why I won't close down this place. It's all memories and the only place I can rant anyway. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a rollercoaster of emotions lately. Really crazy stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something wrong. Even though it may seem like a small matter to others, I can't seem to forgive myself after seeing the disappointment in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in her eyes you could also see how she feels about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's that smile? Haha. The pout that asks for hugs, and the head that couldn't be removed from your shoulders when its exhausted. It's all gone dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't touch me", "It's not going to happen ever again". She's even scared when you're near her. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like why'd you have to fuckin' like someone so much. Just fucking let her go already! She's not yours, she won't be and she doesn't want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you wish she could stay, and how much she could be yours, the fact of the matter is. And in her words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It'll never happen".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6896516248643859664?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6896516248643859664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6896516248643859664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6896516248643859664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6896516248643859664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/08/heyy-im-back-for-awhile-this-is-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3178628161138174367</id><published>2010-07-01T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:00:39.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a jackass.. Seriously. He had the chance of his lifetime but he chose to ruin her's. No one told her not to like him, so she believed she did. And of all the rotten guys in the world too. While me.. haha.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't understand what it's like to really mean a lot to someone else. I can't blame her and I have no idea how to tell it to her either.  Well okay, tried to, but they passed off as cheesy-ness. Haha. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, love is really it. It's the biggest dream I've ever had since I  was young, to care for someone and to make her my wife. xD I don't know  about others, but when I'm certain of my feelings, I really am. And I'll  take care/love her more than any other guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about her everyday, on a frequency of like, once in every 3 darn mins. And I'm not joking! :S I try not to say it anymore cuz' I think she doesn't really believe me.  My classmates wld know why I'd daze out all of a sudden in lectures, wondering what she's doing and y'know.. smile myself silly at the past. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's extremely excruciating whenever I think about stuff like that. Cuz whenever I do, I'm reminded of the fact that it's just me, it has always been just me. (: No matter how certain that the girl is the one, I'll never be able to love anyone else without getting hurt in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's really demoralising is that time and time again, even though its one-sided, you've nver really got the chance to prove how much you can love someone? Nor will they ever know how much they mean to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3178628161138174367?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3178628161138174367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3178628161138174367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3178628161138174367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3178628161138174367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-jackass.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1532759112385414746</id><published>2010-03-17T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T01:20:25.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so there's this kid that wants me to update my blog? So I guess I have no choice, and here goes! Hopefully I will pick up the practice and continue this habit on a regular basis, since well, I'VE GOT ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD ANYWAY~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg &amp;amp; Dav came over today for another sing along cum gaming session, that's all we do anyway when you put 3 of us in a house. Then we got bored and started watching failblog videos. Had a great laugh as always. I mean, who wouldn't? Laughter always goes along with other people's misery. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and Dav was leaving for Esplanade to watch greg's friend's friend perform. I was so reluctant to go, since everyone knows its gonna be BO-RING~ But they were like, "Okay laa, stay at home and ROT then!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANW~ I was in the toilet, and I was sms-ing tung, "the kid". And she was the last straw, and the nxt thing I know it, I was on the way to city hall. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exciting performance @ esplanade~ Too boring to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met our friend there too! But DAMN IT. I can't believe I took this long to find out about her secret. SHE WAS SMOKING! WTFBBQOMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me well know that I hate smoking as much as &lt;s&gt;I hate Christianity&lt;/s&gt; Okay no, I'm an atheist. Sorry about that. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YEAH! ZZZ. Like when did she pick up the habit? Omg. I can't believe I had no idea, cuz frankly, she always smells nice. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah but heck, its their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to meet Tung. (: She's always so lively, that girl. &gt;&lt; I feel bad for not being able to catch up at times and appear very cold. =x But you know I'm not like that right! xD! But yeah, met her only for a short while, and went home after that~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this cute cat on the way home and played with it. It's one of those very friendly ones that'll come up to you and start rubbing across your legs. I wonder what happened if it met some big time asshole who mistreat animals. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I REALLY WANT MY CORGI! DARN IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1532759112385414746?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1532759112385414746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1532759112385414746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1532759112385414746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1532759112385414746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-so-theres-this-kid-that-wants-me.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-87005515705739062</id><published>2010-02-23T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:41:51.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had this really random dream last night. And it was in an MSN conversation with jq, yh and david. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, yh brought up this matter. About the girl that I had a crush in back in phs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was and still remains to be my first biggest crush. No one understood that, not even her. Probably the only person who understood it the most was my mum. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was safe to say that I fell in love. But it was anything from a fairytale ending. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that bastard came in. And yes I know, I shouldn't call others that, but it's the most appropriate word to use at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole period where he started liking her, woo-ed so aggresively, gave up, and went on to like another girl.. I was still wondering how to tell her how I felt. Haha.. Yeah, pathetic I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I felt he was a real.. yeah, was cuz'.. nvm, if you're really interested just come and ask me. Haha~ It's not entirely rival jealousy, okay, maybe it was a lil.. but he was more like.. a love-bully. If there's such a thing.  Ah, but enough bout the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She'll never like you, give up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really miserable period. If I had the chance I'ld remove the later part of high school from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I knew what I am to her now at least. Of course a big part of me hopes that she still treats me as the "gor from primary school". Haha! But aye~ who knows. With what others have said in the past it's probably more like, "Oh, the loser on crutch?" or "Eww~ the guy that liked me"? I really don't know. I know she's too nice of a person to tell it to my face, so correct me if I'm wrong, haha. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess everyone moves on right? She's in JC and she's enjoying her life. (: But the least I wanted was that maybe she could still consider confiding in me like she used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you want someone to talk to, who better right? HAHAHA. I'm like the perfect man for the job. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's that. It's all the past anyway. This blog is dying. Let this post be burried with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-87005515705739062?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/87005515705739062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=87005515705739062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/87005515705739062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/87005515705739062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2010/02/had-this-really-random-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7549494482235585601</id><published>2009-12-31T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:20:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAHA! GOSH! It's been ages since the last post again. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is.. Idk, should it be a thing of the past? :S My life story is pretty short, so short that I just dump it in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah but I won't delete this baby. For keepsake. It has so many memories since I was in Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, today's a pretty sad way to spend the last day of 09', in front of the laptop, but I'm cool with that. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun celebrating our lil maknae, LF's birthday yesterday. (: 2nd time at a Karaoke and got so high. HAHA~ But what a nice place, it had so many English songs. Even Korean ones! Like where can you find Paramore at a Karaoke. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's 2010 and it's resolution time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) More cash.&lt;br /&gt;2.) A less slackier attitude towards studying.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Get my driving licence.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Well y'know.. get appreciated? ):&lt;br /&gt;5.) And do a nice cover.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Go to the Paramore concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I guess that's it. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell 09!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7549494482235585601?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7549494482235585601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7549494482235585601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7549494482235585601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7549494482235585601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/12/whaha-gosh-its-been-ages-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5988081597139911834</id><published>2009-11-12T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:28:00.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School today wasn't half as bad as I thought it'll be. Hah! And trust me, Thursdays usually suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.E class passed by pretty well. It was the first time I wasn't wishing the 3 hour long lesson to end early. Was too caught up in trying to wire up the damn system, haha. But umm.. theory wise, I have no idea what those logic gates do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Networking class was even cooler, haha.. Got to learn FTP today which I was quite interested in, since I've been doing that when I was just in Primary school. Illegally and over the web that is. But there was a period of time where we were learning how to establish a coonection with all the coms in the lab so we had a chatroom session. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was like the old IRC chat days where you can change your nick freely, setting topics and basically talk crap. (: And the best part is, all these were allowed during our Practical. xD Everyone had a fun time impostering each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths lesson was okay but I left earlier cuz I had to help out with the Year 3 prize giving ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a new friend Alex, quite a handsome guy lil guy if I do say so myself. We were given the easier job of phototaking the event but eventually the camera broke down and we just slacked. With me watching Mythbusters on my lappie. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end we had to scan the attendance for everyone at that event. Pretty cool stuff. But what puzzled us the most was the number of beauties among the year 3's in EEE. Out of everyone there was distinctly only 2 girls that stood out. Two! Unbelievable. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess our batch is pretty fortunate cuz there's so many girls in Engineering this time round compared to the year 3 batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, finally got the road to chalet planning started. What a response from surveymonkey! Practically everyone had about the same reply for the compulsary last question. With me asking them if I was the nicest guy they've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the unitedness of Humility, they all gave a big "F**K YOU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ What would I do without em' ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t134/suixtaex/12.jpg?t=1257938684"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 131px;" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t134/suixtaex/12.jpg?t=1257938684" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off~ (: With Jan petting my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5988081597139911834?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5988081597139911834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5988081597139911834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5988081597139911834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5988081597139911834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-today-wasnt-half-as-bad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8186024839676931676</id><published>2009-10-30T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:31:45.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gosh, been so busy with poly life. Some of us are nearly "Gears of War" experts already. But haha, NEW SEMESTER! AND NEW STUFF! BOO YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a new SNSD wallpaper for my lappie! *I could look at them all day~ xD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo much stuff has happened already. There were the boring java, and networking essential lessons.. but they're all quite interesting. Then our fundamental electrionic is pretty messed up cuz the teacher was on leave for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ-ing lesson 2 was great. It's still at lesson 2 cuz some people can't drop beats yet, so they're stuck. I'm however moving on to lesson 3. ;D HOHOHO~ Will be spinning at a club in no time! Bwa-hahaha! &lt;-- (Fake Idealism)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayy~ Went to watch "This is It" with kat, leo, jade, fiq, fee, and yw. We went to this ice-cream/yoghurt shop at JP to smuggle in something? It was my first time buying that level of yoghurt.. and it cost me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! The cute lady asked me if I wanted more ice-cream for free and she just topped it up way above the cup! Ah~ Nice of her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, the movie was alright. I'm an MJ fan so just seeing him perform his hits again was enough for me. Though I was exhausted so I almost fell asleep but I knew I had to finish the show. The rest however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fiq and fee were so "lovey-dovey" beside me. And they know its making me friggin jealous but they still do it. *roll eyes* Control yourselves people! Haha. Oh, don't get the wrong idea though, it wasn't PDA. They were just tickling each other and other softer, but lovely stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL.. I think I'm the only one that actually enjoyed and understood what the whole thing was about. The rest thought it was MJ's life story or something. HAHA. He's quite a perfectionist when it comes to staging concerts. But his crew had so much respect for him they didn't complain at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a great live concert if it ever happened, and I know he would be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAG REPLIES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn: SNSD crazy hmm.. no laa~ It's more like.. SNSD insane? If there's such a thing. HAHA. It's really rare for me to really admire asian artistes. And it's not just cuz of their looks I look for talents too. I'm sure you know right! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat: Yeah! Wut's the link again? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo: No dude, they're FKED up. And I mean like super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yi: Woah! What happened yo? Whatever though, its all over right? I'll be rooting for your results. ^^ b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8186024839676931676?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8186024839676931676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8186024839676931676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8186024839676931676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8186024839676931676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/10/gosh-been-so-busy-with-poly-life.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4017966125186042474</id><published>2009-10-16T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:00:29.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StdTtd_S1UI/AAAAAAAABcA/8BjDrcvK-gE/s1600-h/image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StdTtd_S1UI/AAAAAAAABcA/8BjDrcvK-gE/s320/image034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392871119408780610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. my laptop has officially lost it after a few months of subtle jumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all the other Fujitusi L1010 before it, the screen is beginning to fail itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Don't get fooled by the picture. Its worse than it looks cuz now it does extreme jumps every 4 seconds*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a headache just typing this out cuz the screen is jumping like crazy. Customer service hasn't given me a call yet, so I guess there's still no stock to repair this madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone! Especially those that have experience the same problem please raise up your hands.. clench your fists.. raise both your middle finger and repeat after me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.."F**K YOU FUJITSU SCUMS!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4017966125186042474?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4017966125186042474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4017966125186042474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4017966125186042474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4017966125186042474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/10/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StdTtd_S1UI/AAAAAAAABcA/8BjDrcvK-gE/s72-c/image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8643267868992588587</id><published>2009-10-13T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:09:33.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look what the gang from M'sia bought for me as a souvenior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StR7AknRpDI/AAAAAAAABb4/N21B41HjHtU/s1600-h/image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StR7AknRpDI/AAAAAAAABb4/N21B41HjHtU/s320/image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392069903627953202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOP-IE! Just what I needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Hairspray though Ray. Definitely what I needed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's gonna start soon~ The horror. ): But least I got GEMs settled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8643267868992588587?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8643267868992588587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8643267868992588587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8643267868992588587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8643267868992588587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-what-gang-from-msia-bought-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/StR7AknRpDI/AAAAAAAABb4/N21B41HjHtU/s72-c/image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6762006746670275983</id><published>2009-10-09T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:27:05.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A trip to the movies today with Ray, Greg and Dav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrogate's a great show, but it has the suckiest ending I've ever seen. I like how they make people look so.. "robot-ishly" gorgeous though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few celebrities outside the theatre. Looks like they were promoting a movie or smth. While we were taking the escalator out of the building I got quite high so I did SuJu's "Sorry, Sorry" and then there was this caucasian woman behind us that said, "Go for Singapore Idol boys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MALU- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went Far East after that to shop. And my oh my. It was terrible for us. I mean.. left, right, up, down.. pretty girls everywhere! )': Why are there so many today anyway!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ion Orchard and sigh.. same sight greeted us. This time it was a group of Hwa Chong girls. Who knew beauty and brains could mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were couples everywhere. To see them in love just kind of tears away at a single's heart. I mean hey, I'm a human too. Who doesn't yearn for love? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was there pouting and complaining to the guys. Asking, "why? why? why?". I don't think I'm lousy boyfriend material.. am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were nice enough to say that they too are single. But Ray did say guys like us could only look and admire.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. verdict? It was miserable walking around Orchard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! Wait, I forgot to mention. The tiny shop where we bought most our clothes from had this pretty salesperson. Too bad she look like she's in her early twenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Another huge SIGH*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6762006746670275983?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6762006746670275983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6762006746670275983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6762006746670275983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6762006746670275983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-movies-today-with-ray-greg-and.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2208364695079226493</id><published>2009-10-07T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:14:13.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Out with Jenn, SH, and MZ today. Was the latest again. Hehs. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to city hall cuz I wanted to fix my lappie and get a new pair of guitar strings. But cuz they didn't have concession I had to go out to funan and penin on my own. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anw, NO STOCK FOR THE REPLACEMENT LCDs AGAIN! Unbelievable. But least I got my strings. Haha. But dang! I forgot to check out the prices of the Capos there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelled down to Bugis to eat and shop. Sh recommended us to a place called "Haji Lane". Supposedly, it was a place bustling with life and modern fashion shops. SUPPOSEDLY. The disappointment! xD It was almost like a ghost town with a few shop houses, but that's it. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Bugis street for MY shopping rounds. The others didn't buy anything. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of my spree, Sh had to rush home cuz she was experiencing major cramps. Didn't get the chance to say bye cuz I was trying on smth. lol. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bounced back to semb with the other two. MZ went a different way while Jenn cycled home on her bike though she was suppose to go about the same way as me. Pang-Seh-Kias-TTM! &gt;&lt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to NTUC alone to buy some snacks for parents and went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arfian &amp;amp; Zaim comin' over later on for a lil song writing session. Hopefully. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back to admiring SNSD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/5205/27264206fj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 327px;" src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/5205/27264206fj8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SooYoung!! TEEHEE~&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2208364695079226493?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2208364695079226493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2208364695079226493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2208364695079226493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2208364695079226493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-with-jenn-sh-and-mz-today.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6097300040399920127</id><published>2009-09-21T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:05:39.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disappointed. With people that you'ld thought to be two of your best friends. I mean, how could you not be after being left out not once, but twice. To the extent of behaving so secretively of appearing offline and lying about going off when you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've known each other for more 4 years, I mean come on. We've been playing tgt since we were wearing shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even inviting you to my house to watch a match that same day, and you could go home and do the same thing you did yesterday. Why did I even bother speaking up for you on the forums man, darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people who know me, would know I can hardly get angry, or hold a grudge for long. But that doesn't mean you can keep abusing it. I still get hurt like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, what can I say. You guys would probably just shrug this off like you always do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6097300040399920127?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6097300040399920127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6097300040399920127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6097300040399920127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6097300040399920127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/09/disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1946395604651557418</id><published>2009-09-16T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:39:51.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay! Well uhh.. Greg, Dav and Ray came to stayover yesterday. And y'know what stayovers are all about for us! GAMING GAMING and MORE GAMING! Got bored after awhile and started video calling Loo and Hui. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird how the JC ppl are still muggin' so hard for their promos while I'm just thinking what game I'm going to play the next day, for another 5 weeks straight. Gosh darn it. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh and.. gah! Yet another failed cover attempt. Everytime we just randomly pick up the guitar to strum and sing but we fail to actually record it down seriously. lol. &gt;&lt; !@%&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't sleep until like 7. But before I called it a day I phoned Pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Qi Lai Xiao Bian Le!" LOL~&lt;br /&gt;(Inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, healthy tomorrow! Goin' for a swim in the morning and the tennis after that, and then perhaps some window shopping in town. Sorry JC people, I really-really-wish I could give some of my time to you guys. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess thats it, FIFA ONLINE 2's SG representative competition is just 2 days from now. Really hyped up about it! G and D are goin' down man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1946395604651557418?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1946395604651557418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1946395604651557418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1946395604651557418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1946395604651557418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-well-uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-199520667429266661</id><published>2009-09-06T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:13:46.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I think I've totally lost the will power to blog. I didn't knew this day would come, but this blog has been pretty awesome. I think its like... 5 years old now? WoWZer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Does it sound like a closing ceremony? =x Don't get me wrong it'll still be here, I'm just saying that I'll probably be too lazy to rant often I guess? A-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of stuff has happened. I mean, its the holidays already, all 6 weeks of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to enjoy life as each day passes. (: There was the Sweet Xscape clubbing event hosted by us, it was great, I mean.. what beats a place full of chicks? But they're all taken! Not that I checked them out or anything, I'm just doing ticketing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh, stayed over at Greg's house? Went out today with pok, ray and yh. Went to watch Greg and Dav's qualifier at E2Max. Shuang Lin came and we walked around Ion. Sucky feeling when you don't have all the cash in the world to spend at that place. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, though G nd D lost to 2 primary school kids, its alright! We're gonna aim for the bigger stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVP and One Asia Cup here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G and D can compete with me for O.A.C but they're goin' down! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting jenn and sh soon. ^^ Oh oh, yi hui and gang! And then there's 6.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably playing soccer again after been out of action for months since I dislocated me ol' knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One life, live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHH~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-199520667429266661?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/199520667429266661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=199520667429266661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/199520667429266661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/199520667429266661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2224977612647630022</id><published>2009-08-10T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:03:27.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Peer Tutor Mr Y. brought us to Taka for a meal on friday after school. It was initially at Seoul Garden but the place was booked by bloody foreigners. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... we went to some other place. Breek's something. But I guess, it's ok since it was a free meal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. went home and had to come out shortly after to meet the Integ guys for dinner. To celebrate pok's belated birthday. Ate at NYNY. LIKE GOD... I HATE WESTERN FOOD!! SO UN-HEALTHY. ): And the menu looked so bad, well.. the price anw, that I resorted to ordering pizza, a food that I don't really like. :S But when zk and jy's dishes came out, it looked so eye-catching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meal was the most pathetic though. Peet-za. Hah.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade rooftop. Watched some band performed downstairs, not my type of music. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's about it. National Day's been over about 12 hours now. Feel kinda weirdly high in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! :D YES YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2224977612647630022?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2224977612647630022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2224977612647630022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2224977612647630022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2224977612647630022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-peer-tutor-mr-y.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-975139113210259141</id><published>2009-07-31T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:18:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHHHH LORDDD~ How long has it been since the last post!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SORRYYYY~ Poly life just basically drains everything from you. Not as much as the JC ppl but you get what I mean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam's been postponed time and time again and the need to create music is killing me. Plus we have 2 new members now so it should be pretty-darn-interesting. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, anw.. i miss PHS people so much. And I don't mean just the 4H &amp; 2I lot. Like a girl I know once said. It's usually a one-sided thing and I'm probably missing people who don't probably care? Haha.. But vut-to-do? :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda: "A lonely life, you have." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blah, sometimes I really wish I had siblings to rant to.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I take the long train to and fro from school I'll always keep a look out for presbies, but.. nothing much so far. And I mean like.. ziltch. And time flies, its August now. The most democratic and cliched "PARTY OF THE YEAR" is going to happen soon. :D Hur-rah. And I heard its going to be a spectacle that's bigger than last years', the same thing they said last year, and the year before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, who knows? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-975139113210259141?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/975139113210259141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=975139113210259141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/975139113210259141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/975139113210259141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohhhh-lorddd-how-long-has-it-been-since.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6042092164575637858</id><published>2009-07-14T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:12:27.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The lab test today was. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [Entering the lab] "Kay fiq, let's own this."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Let's see.." [Dialing connection with the local DTE] *dialing tone*.. "Good, very good. We're connected."&lt;br /&gt;Fiq: [Doing the Loop 3 test on the local side] "Hmm.. invalid command"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Never-mind, just a little setback. Let's do it carefully again. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... After 3 tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "O-M-G MAN!! WE'RE DEAD!! WHATS WRONG WITH F**KING SYSTEM!! GAHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.. after a couple of analysis we took to the conclusion that the local RS-232 was the faulty one. Either that or we placed our test in lady luck's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Handed in paper and gathered outside]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Phew, just in time."&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq: "Did you mention it was the receiving end of the the RS-232 that was the error?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "OH-MY-GAWD!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: "So what did you get?"&lt;br /&gt;Jade &amp;amp; Kat: "We suspect its the local RS-232"&lt;br /&gt;Fiq &amp;amp; I: "Hey, us too! What are the odds! :D"&lt;br /&gt;Leonard: "But isn't the fault in everyone's test suppose to be different?"&lt;br /&gt;Fiq &amp;amp; I: "SHITTTTTTT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sums up everything. ^^ Good night world~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6042092164575637858?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6042092164575637858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6042092164575637858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6042092164575637858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6042092164575637858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lab-test-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2444410402073692641</id><published>2009-07-13T01:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:03:42.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yet again its time for a midnight hour post! Frankly I'm pretty shagged. There's a Data Communication test in 14 hours time where we're gonna be mini-technicians for the day. Doing some technical solving on a modem circuit. Sounds fun ain't it! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the plans I drew up works fine, or everything's gonna be a mess tmr. AND HEADS WILL ROLL. A-haha, ok just exaggerating. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wtf mansxxccxx, can you believe it!? That leonard! He said he was going to work at expo, he didn't say for what event! I CAN'T BELIEVE HE DIDN'T ASK ME ALONG!! OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys must be wondering, "What is this guy being so uptight about?" To understand my plight, I'll show a picture that he took at the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YBcN-lSaJ3E/Sln1pWct7-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mwfeX-G-SKE/s1600/IMG_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YBcN-lSaJ3E/Sln1pWct7-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mwfeX-G-SKE/s1600/IMG_0602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly disappointed dude.. utter-ly dis-a-ppointed. HOW COULD YOU NOT INVITE ME TO A CAR SHOW! LIKE OH-EM-GEE DUDE!! THOSE BEAUTIFUL... CARS!! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I spent a day of doing up a project and facebook quizzes instead of going to that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Runs off to a distant and cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously though, those chicks are hot! *Yoww-zer! &gt;&lt;* You're one lucky dude leonard.. one lucky dude. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2444410402073692641?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2444410402073692641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2444410402073692641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2444410402073692641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2444410402073692641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-again-its-time-for-midnight-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YBcN-lSaJ3E/Sln1pWct7-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mwfeX-G-SKE/s72-c/IMG_0602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2696615065442956126</id><published>2009-07-09T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:35:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeahh, finally went to the first lesson for DJ-ing yesterday. Our instructor is DJ Rattle. But his real name is Dinesh.. haha. Really cool dude. The seniors always said he was a scary instructor, so you could imagine how stressed I was. His also actually Singapore's DMC champion. AND he's known in the states. &gt;&lt; SUPER STRESS LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7oaFaaTCRBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7oaFaaTCRBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;*Watch in HQ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's him. lol. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long will it take to be at that kinda level. Probably give myself 10 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2696615065442956126?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2696615065442956126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2696615065442956126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2696615065442956126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2696615065442956126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yeahh-finally-went-to-first-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-668455986544034420</id><published>2009-07-09T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:12:57.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In WEB Publishing right now. Darn boring really. lol. Guess I'll just reply tags. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: No no, thumbs up to the singers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Hui: HEHS. xP 11's the time I wake up on monday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine: I think all the MJ fans did. Haha.. Sigh, it's just so sad. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo: Yeah! Totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-668455986544034420?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/668455986544034420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=668455986544034420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/668455986544034420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/668455986544034420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-web-publishing-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-469602350296104860</id><published>2009-07-06T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:33:42.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a rainy rainy Sunday yesterday. Kinda think of it, I don't know why I'm always blogging in the wee hours of the morning. Confuses readers with the whole today and yesterday thing doesn't it? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ANW, the 2I gang was meeting up for a picnic. And we were suppose to meet at 12. I guess with cliques, you'll notice that its almost impossible for the word "punctual" to exist. Lol. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panicked when I reached AMK at 11.59. Then I was thinking, "HAH! WHY SHOULD I BE!". And indeed, was the earliest to reach so I went to the arcade and watched some pros on the BBall games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat lunch with Pok, Dav, Ray. The rest arrived at around 1pm. =.= And they included Grace, Eugene, Wen Yi, Tam, and Sili. Went to NTUC and bought tidbits, sweets and drinks that amounted to $50 before heading to the Botanical Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, y'know.. I haven't been to that place since I was.. I dno, 4 years old maybe? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee-ways, found a nice spot to settle down in within 5 mins it started raining. !@#%$% So we rushed for shelter and settled down there instead for the rest of the day. People were walking in and out but we just went ahead and picnic-ed on the floor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the guitar, talked, took pictures, pretty much sums up everything there. When we were walking out it started raining again so we dashed to another shelter. It was like a mini 2.4 and age is really catching up to us. Panted like mad when we reached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard and guess what? IT WAS RAINING THERE TOO! WOO~ WHAT-A-SHOCKER! =.= Went to pepper lunch and watched the guys eat dinner cuz I had food at home. It's amazing how they know their way around orchard so well. Every underpath, every shortcut, every link! GAH! Am I just SUA KU!? *Wait, don't bother answering that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Lost in Zhong ji mi ma and had to take a spoonful of Ray's delicious melted caramel ice-cream, mixed in rice, black pepper, honey syrup, a LOT of salt, and soya sauce. All I can say is, "salty". ^^ ...............*PUKES* Pretty unfair if you consider that there were 6 people there and only 2 very sporting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for home after that. And oh, Sembawang was.. rain-ing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? RAIN... RAIN... RAIN. *Running through the monsoon~ Beyond the world~ To the end of time~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh and its 2.24am now, but I guess I'm one of the few lucky SP students who starts monday at 1pm as compared to the other unfortunate souls. *Looks at y.h, j.q, dav, zk, greg, and well, practically everybody! HA-HA-HA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I do wanna voice out. As in another biased education system that says Poly students are not as YOUTHful as JC students. But hey, being treated as an adult is fine with me. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending of the night with what has kept me up in the first place. Great music, and great singers. Here are some of them that I want to share with you guys. Live versions are just a great way to display vocal prowess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHyJTpDFgc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHyJTpDFgc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbviXG_56ss&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbviXG_56ss&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovGFPKZ3lgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovGFPKZ3lgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've shown this before, but it still sounds awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vv_Wd56Pnn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vv_Wd56Pnn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-469602350296104860?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/469602350296104860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=469602350296104860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/469602350296104860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/469602350296104860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-rainy-rainy-sunday-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5749074745591469860</id><published>2009-07-04T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:49:41.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday. The day where new Bleach and Naruto chapters comes out. Probably the only thing to look forward to on a TGIF situation. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MST finally finished today. Even though there was only 2 papers. LOL. *look at yi hui*. xP Everything finished at 5pm. I thinks its just wayyyy too early to go home. Classmates on the other hand really love their homes a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So~ outta desperation and to avoid the crowded Jurong East train, travelled to Marina Bay before bouncing back to Sembawang. Everytime I reach Marina Bay there's just a feeling of serenity. Its like SG's most calm and empty train station. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached sembawang, I went back to Sakae to pay me old colleagues a visit. Treated them to drinks, *at their request*. &gt;&lt; And omigosh, Irene remembers me! AND MY NAME! MY NAME! CAN U BELIEVE IT!? Throughout my life I've learnt that my name is just, well.. forgetable. And the manager of Sakae Sushi SP actually remembers. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was so nice too. Y'know, if Irene was there instead of some other f**ked up temporary manager I would have stayed on. She even said business's been bad cuz there wasn't a "shuai ge" to help around. *cries* What a nice lady! :S lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye well, I will always remember and visit the place while I'm still alive and kicking in sembawang. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and this played out "war" between matt damon and jimmy kimmel is funny as hell. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PZNfOZXPJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PZNfOZXPJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jimmy rips him at his own movie. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGXr4uOnBrw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGXr4uOnBrw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Matt pays back. LOL. *Sarah Silverman is Jimmy's gf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLG3S5WzHig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLG3S5WzHig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jimmy counters. *Josh Groban! HAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_pFTAY7MF8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_pFTAY7MF8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and that was it. But another interesting clip~&lt;br /&gt;... MEGAN FOXX!!!! HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tyhYVcWbkcw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tyhYVcWbkcw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5749074745591469860?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5749074745591469860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5749074745591469860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5749074745591469860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5749074745591469860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6857216915814377178</id><published>2009-07-01T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:13:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched "Living with Michael Jackson the documentary" awhile ago. You know, the one shown back in 2003? Its just really sad. To know that the world is such a b***h towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was a kid he was abused so much by father that he totally lost his childhood. And now he's just a kid at heart when he's an adult. He had all the freedom to be a kid again, that's why he hanged out with children, cuz they don't judge him. He just wanted to have fun. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole extensive plastic surgery issue, who wouldn't do it if your father and relatives kept insulting your looks when you're just a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m7RDCDLLIm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m7RDCDLLIm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is video of him when he was young, could you imagine how many times he was beaten up to give that performance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8Qko5m8oAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8Qko5m8oAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'know what.. putting MJ aside, I'm speechless. Someone just suddenly gave me a burst of anger on something that I didn't even remember saying. And when I did, I found out it was like... I don't even know how to put it to words, it wasn't even a matter worth getting all fired up in my opinion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just having a laugh and said something casually in another conversation with another person, it didn't even contain any offensive remarks on the person itself! Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues people, issues. It sucks to be wronged. Especially from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll apologize on the part that I did make a comparison. Though its like comparing megan fox to fann wong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6857216915814377178?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6857216915814377178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6857216915814377178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6857216915814377178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6857216915814377178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/07/watched-living-with-michael-jackson.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8865533684122341149</id><published>2009-06-29T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:36:16.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and my Dad were having a great laugh at the Youth Games's opening ceremony. I mean.. c'mon, whats up with the corny stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs about democracy? Cripes! "Oh~ WE CAN ACHEIVE IF WE JUST BELIEVE~ BELIEVE IN YOUR DREAMS~ WE STAND TOGETHER" OH MY GAWD! I wish I could say its music to my ears. Plus it doesn't help with lil' kids prancing around with their costumes. It's SO NATIONAL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why I like America. They can totally express themselves. Why can't the songs for the youth games be like, "Oh~ We will crush you! Into dust! Ba-byyy~" or something like that y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well anw, I spent 30 minutes sitting in front of the com this morning at 3.30am just uploading all the camp photos. Clicking and uploading, waiting.. and then repeat the cycle again. Then geraldine told me just awhile ago that I was using the old upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could upload everything in one go from the new one." And I was like, "O-M-F-G!?" Am I the only one who uploads 5 pictures at a time? The tireless time spent uploading 100+ photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, the news regarding PHS's quarantine of the H1N1 virus is super cool. I mean, hey! our old school is in the news! again! xD \m/ rock on \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is.. the rumored teacher who was tested +ve was k****i. To think pei qi and I were taking a photo with her on that day too. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8865533684122341149?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8865533684122341149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8865533684122341149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8865533684122341149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8865533684122341149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-and-my-dad-were-having-great-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8911730666783698847</id><published>2009-06-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:16:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. The world lost a legendary icon today. Like those before him, Elvis, Bruce Lee, Marilyn Monroe, he joins them as a world star who died at a young age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, he was my childhood idol. I've listen to his songs when I was primary 1. Dance and sang naked to "The Earth Song" when I was in primary 2. *Least thats what my parents said*. And watched his music videos from an old vinyl that my father bought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stop till you get enough", "Thriller", "Billie Jean" "The Way You Make Me Feel", "Rock With You", "Beat It", "Bad", "Smooth Criminal", "Dirty Diana", "Do You Remember The Time", "Black or White", "Dangerous", "Jam", "Ghosts". Practically grew up listening to all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.J's pre-final world tour. *That never happened. ):"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wUK-oOgotJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wUK-oOgotJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day browsing through M.J's videos. It still hits hard, like part of your earlier childhood is gone? Words can't describe really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.J, you will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8911730666783698847?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8911730666783698847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8911730666783698847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8911730666783698847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8911730666783698847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8042409064434095204</id><published>2009-06-25T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:51:45.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to catch "GUESS WHAT?" with pok, dav and greg today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie that they say "You're not a true male if you don't watch it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daveandthomas.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/transformers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 391px;" src="http://daveandthomas.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/transformers2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFORMER 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of storyline was disappointing, but hey.. who cares when you have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/megan-fox-transformers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 309px;" src="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/megan-fox-transformers2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..MEGAN FOX!!! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I speak on behalf of all hot-blooded males out there, and shermin, that megan fox is one gorgeous woman. A-men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as usual, the special effects lived up to its standard. Topped off with a bit of light humour. A great movie for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we're talking about super hot cars, kick-ass transformations, metal-to-metal action and just a teeny weeny bit of... MEGAN FOX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you didn't like it even though you're a guy, then man you're a wuss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I have yet to touch any thing that's study related and MST is just.. I don't know.. 5 days away? WOOHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested to go to the zoo? I think its my turn to jump into the white tiger's enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/FUJITS%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/FUJITS%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8042409064434095204?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8042409064434095204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8042409064434095204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8042409064434095204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8042409064434095204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-catch-guess-what-with-pok-dav.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4106990299785997772</id><published>2009-06-20T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:05:32.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cel was talking to me just now, and yeah.. I guess she's right. Birthdays aren't as meaningful as they use to be. :S Can't remember the last time I was close to tears from a surprise. Haha. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna lie, but I'ld rather be kidnapped this year or something. LOL. But I'm not saying steamboat-ing with friends is a bad thing cuz it was nice. Other than the fact that I had to pay a lot for it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I was talking to pet awhile ago, and I finally found the words for my feelings on bangs. I don't naturally hate the hairstyle, cuz it looks good on some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate the generation of bangs. It's currently damn "in". Everyone is looking the same, and I don't like it? I totally believe in unique-ness for everyone, especially girl's hair. x) Just my preferance really, but I think I got people to back me up on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, peace! ^^ v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4106990299785997772?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4106990299785997772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4106990299785997772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4106990299785997772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4106990299785997772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cel-was-talking-to-me-just-now-and-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4213285489324355654</id><published>2009-06-19T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:38:27.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Big&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Big&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Big&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Big&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Thank You!!&lt;/h1&gt;To...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings: (In Order of arrival)&lt;br /&gt;Shu Hui (Right on the spot!) :D, Jennifer, David, Dom, Tiffany, Raymond, Celine, Gregory, Ming Zhen, Juin Li, Cheryl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you know what? I was about to say how a lil affected I was that some people seem to have forgotten but then as I was about to type it out, 3 smses came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loo (11.59pm), Jia Qi (12.00am), Jie Lin (12.01am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was like a lil tired and sad, and now totally surprised. They remembered. &gt;&lt; Hopefully. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a big spank you to Stephen, Sze Hoe, Lun Fei, Philip, and Yi Hui for spending yesterday with me at a not-so-good steamboat restaurant. (: Love the ice-cream cake though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pictures of that when yi hui send em to me.  But for now, some of the last day pictures at YMCA.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VSzMIbI/AAAAAAAABaw/UiXgtCPo_4Q/s1600-h/LGIM0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VSzMIbI/AAAAAAAABaw/UiXgtCPo_4Q/s320/LGIM0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076056442413490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VhUXxNI/AAAAAAAABa4/1zEkYHrhq_Q/s1600-h/LGIM0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VhUXxNI/AAAAAAAABa4/1zEkYHrhq_Q/s320/LGIM0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076060339684562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VxboZ-I/AAAAAAAABbA/VbJ6khOERAA/s1600-h/LGIM0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VxboZ-I/AAAAAAAABbA/VbJ6khOERAA/s320/LGIM0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076064665102306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8WfyLcUI/AAAAAAAABbI/nTBj1hgxXok/s1600-h/LGIM0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8WfyLcUI/AAAAAAAABbI/nTBj1hgxXok/s320/LGIM0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076077107704130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8Wv4JfbI/AAAAAAAABbQ/ob8XCobg6u8/s1600-h/LGIM0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8Wv4JfbI/AAAAAAAABbQ/ob8XCobg6u8/s320/LGIM0080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076081427709362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8lh6GJeI/AAAAAAAABbY/939sagyA9FI/s1600-h/LGIM0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8lh6GJeI/AAAAAAAABbY/939sagyA9FI/s320/LGIM0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076335375820258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju-A0hqaRI/AAAAAAAABbo/IdQdfwFbdJg/s1600-h/LGIM0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju-A0hqaRI/AAAAAAAABbo/IdQdfwFbdJg/s320/LGIM0082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349077903741708562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4213285489324355654?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4213285489324355654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4213285489324355654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4213285489324355654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4213285489324355654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-big-big-big-thank-you-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sju8VSzMIbI/AAAAAAAABaw/UiXgtCPo_4Q/s72-c/LGIM0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3007069911601154494</id><published>2009-06-18T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:05:57.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a jam-packed week it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4H chalet (Monday to Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just totally summarize it into words, cuz I'm just too tired to blog everything about it. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the chalet straight after finishing up with my kids. (will emphasize on them later on).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BBQ was great. The guys, esp dav and hong yi did a great job with the fire and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackjack is always fun with people who make them that way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(A sight that made me chuckle) Sam, roy, hong yi and gang being typical men. Drinking down glasses of Carlsberg and munching on peanuts outside. Haha..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took 2 hours of sleep before rushing down to Orchard to meet the kids again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rushed back to chalet again. Found out the girls went k-box without a good male backup vocalist. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David brought his guitar on the 2nd day, had a mini sing-along session with Steph, Sze and Lun Fei.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the beach at night with Yh, Loo, Dav, Lf, Sze, and Steph.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played Indian Poker combined with Truth or Dare. And got answers to a lot of interesting stuff. Haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a talk that I would usually have with Jenn and Shu Hui. Talking about anything under the sun and stuff like, "What is our purpose in life".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guys stayed while I went back with yh and loo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept and left with Jia Qi in the wee hours of the morning for our specific ONOW projs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Its nice to see and hear from everyone again. Pity our beloved form teacher couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I had been going to YMCA for the past week. Being a G.L for the 4-6 year olds with my ONOW group. Its a daily routine of 9am to 6pm. Exhausting it may be, but me and Jan's gonna miss our kids when it eventually ends tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we weren't very keen to the idea of babysitting kids for an entire week. And the kids were hard to handle esp. when you're so shagged from juggling between a chalet. But somehow after the 3rd day, they've grown on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids, Jo-shin, Ryan, Jade, Joseph, Emily, Alicia, Elizabeth, and Carol. As well as the kids from Justin's and Jan's group. Alyssa, Sonia, Riho, Owen. (: They're all adorable. Like super. And I know cuteness when I see it. LOL. These kids makes me pinch their cheeks so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, tomorrow's the last day of the week long learning camp. I'm going to miss every single one of those children. I'm sure Syafiq's group are feeling the same. (The 7-10 year olds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough said, going out with Steph and gang after the last day to celebrate the wonderful month of june. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHZw-a6iI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OwFCMNBrVYc/s1600-h/4824_1109854118941_1604499672_256526_521899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHZw-a6iI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OwFCMNBrVYc/s320/4824_1109854118941_1604499672_256526_521899_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666015424899618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHae4bjVI/AAAAAAAABZg/Hm9VxLxYNXo/s1600-h/4824_1109854238944_1604499672_256529_1945292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHae4bjVI/AAAAAAAABZg/Hm9VxLxYNXo/s320/4824_1109854238944_1604499672_256529_1945292_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666027747806546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaMdCZfI/AAAAAAAABZY/oL3X4JEA9W4/s1600-h/4824_1109854198943_1604499672_256528_1727135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaMdCZfI/AAAAAAAABZY/oL3X4JEA9W4/s320/4824_1109854198943_1604499672_256528_1727135_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666022801073650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaRHzVpI/AAAAAAAABZo/rOy48kPgbZk/s1600-h/4824_1109855638979_1604499672_256530_7483954_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaRHzVpI/AAAAAAAABZo/rOy48kPgbZk/s320/4824_1109855638979_1604499672_256530_7483954_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666024054183570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKBrBq41I/AAAAAAAABaI/oLJVt2lLeIo/s1600-h/P1040384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKBrBq41I/AAAAAAAABaI/oLJVt2lLeIo/s320/P1040384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668900045939538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKjFxIC0I/AAAAAAAABag/1dNflsYIAdM/s1600-h/P1040386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKjFxIC0I/AAAAAAAABag/1dNflsYIAdM/s320/P1040386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348669474159987522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKBQtz69I/AAAAAAAABaA/TFhnpozbRV0/s1600-h/P1040385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKBQtz69I/AAAAAAAABaA/TFhnpozbRV0/s320/P1040385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668892983323602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKA4t6NNI/AAAAAAAABZ4/-Lzj-7imKV0/s1600-h/4824_1109856919011_1604499672_256539_3713096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKA4t6NNI/AAAAAAAABZ4/-Lzj-7imKV0/s320/4824_1109856919011_1604499672_256539_3713096_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668886541284562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaiTVOhI/AAAAAAAABZw/vqWQJzo6sFc/s1600-h/4824_1109856799008_1604499672_256537_4375098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHaiTVOhI/AAAAAAAABZw/vqWQJzo6sFc/s320/4824_1109856799008_1604499672_256537_4375098_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666028665944594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBKAoHCAI/AAAAAAAABZI/AushtFA3sec/s1600-h/LGIM0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBKAoHCAI/AAAAAAAABZI/AushtFA3sec/s320/LGIM0070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348659147678615554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, Elizabeth, Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJf5rBdI/AAAAAAAABY4/NePWRHX5IqY/s1600-h/LGIM0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJf5rBdI/AAAAAAAABY4/NePWRHX5IqY/s320/LGIM0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348659138893907410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJglyDYI/AAAAAAAABZA/4__IzB5VUk8/s1600-h/LGIM0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJglyDYI/AAAAAAAABZA/4__IzB5VUk8/s320/LGIM0069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348659139078917506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpXHJhweWI/AAAAAAAABao/YK070MX7H38/s1600-h/LGIM0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpXHJhweWI/AAAAAAAABao/YK070MX7H38/s320/LGIM0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683287784094050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riho! The cutest japanese girl I've ever pinched on the cheeks! :D (Only, japanese girl I've ever pinched on the cheeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a28a2dcdbee99fd6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da28a2dcdbee99fd6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332580764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BAE254976E5FC43A8BC485AB7A95A407C36D7F3.2D461DD62DB4093847E27AF1BF0FAF364ECF6F9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da28a2dcdbee99fd6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMYkR00qMMqyGW6KYAZbOIGgSzeY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da28a2dcdbee99fd6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332580764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BAE254976E5FC43A8BC485AB7A95A407C36D7F3.2D461DD62DB4093847E27AF1BF0FAF364ECF6F9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da28a2dcdbee99fd6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMYkR00qMMqyGW6KYAZbOIGgSzeY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e25aac03fb7a6384" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De25aac03fb7a6384%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332580764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F67DAC0756C1877DA8592201DE9DA9572FF71A.6421548C81B04C685DAE046E424F9C13AC2DFDA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De25aac03fb7a6384%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfLXlEsKI9_gxsOQ37hELmH3BisU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De25aac03fb7a6384%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332580764%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F67DAC0756C1877DA8592201DE9DA9572FF71A.6421548C81B04C685DAE046E424F9C13AC2DFDA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De25aac03fb7a6384%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfLXlEsKI9_gxsOQ37hELmH3BisU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil outdated pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful Lamboroghini from Hyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJIVyD9I/AAAAAAAABYw/61wfPNDL6T8/s1600-h/LGIM0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpBJIVyD9I/AAAAAAAABYw/61wfPNDL6T8/s320/LGIM0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348659132569358290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray's birthday Celebration at Aston's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKB09gXTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Q5fBaM7BBF0/s1600-h/P1040291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKB09gXTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Q5fBaM7BBF0/s320/P1040291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668902712827186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKCEZ45UI/AAAAAAAABaY/zV7lUmjtmw0/s1600-h/P1040309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpKCEZ45UI/AAAAAAAABaY/zV7lUmjtmw0/s320/P1040309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668906858407234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3007069911601154494?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3007069911601154494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3007069911601154494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3007069911601154494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3007069911601154494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-jam-packed-week-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SjpHZw-a6iI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OwFCMNBrVYc/s72-c/4824_1109854118941_1604499672_256526_521899_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-364977132911357971</id><published>2009-06-13T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:05:22.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Went out yesterday to celebrate Ray's SURPRISE bdae celebration. *Yesterday as in, 2 hours ago.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met at sembawang I went like, "so where are we going to celebrate..". Pok, dav and greg was like staring at me. LOL. I didn't know it was a surprise at first. HAHAHA. Ray was like, "HMM.. " *raises eyebrows*. Quickly changed topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sembawang Shopping Centre (SSC). Wanted to eat at the Zhe Cha stall opposite the mall. But, they decided on Aston's instead. Was totally sian-ed out. Cuz I have seem to lost the interest in western food or anything deep fried these few months. All the fish soup I had for lunch everyday in SP is paying off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, queued up and ordered. Val was working. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's the issue. In 20 mins time, everyone's food came except me. In 30 mins time, everyone finished their food and my meal hadn't arrive. Tam, sili, eugene arrived at the same time and placed their orders as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 mins: Tam, Sili, and eugene's food came. AND MINE'S STILL NOT THERE YET. Greg and david ordered a 2nd serving, their first serving was ordered at the same time as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 mins: THEIR 2ND SERVING CAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked one of the staff what the hell happened to my grilled fish. In a nice and calm manner of course. He admitted they forgotten about it and added it'll arrive in 10 mins time. I was like, "10mins? Y'know what, forget it.. just cancel the order".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went, "I'll give you a complimentary soup for our mistake, and I'll personally see to it that it arrives in 2 mins, it'll be our top priority".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else was sensing the tension so they told me to accept it. Zzz... They knew I'ld go to the manager if not for the fact that I was a calm, composed, cool, charming and handsome guy. But it was mainly cuz' of the complimentary soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, in the end.. the meal came without the soup. So when shermin went to pay at the cashier I asked the same guy NICELY, what they were gonna do about the hour long wait. I was expecting a free Snapple. But he actually gave me the meal for free. What a nice lad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, for the surprise, Shermin and Wen Yi said they needed to "USE THE TOILET" and went to get the small cake. When they were entering from another side, sili tried to control her laughter when Ray kept staring at her. Me and Dav didn't see them and we were talking about how pissed I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Man, they could have given me a complimentary girl." and dav was like, "How about that one?" *points to a waitress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ray and I both looked and incidently, ray spotted Shermin. And the cover was blown. lol. It was all unintentional. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Went to Sun Plaza after dinner cuz' they wanted to eat ice-cream at Gelare. But they've already closed and we went Macs instead. There we made Ray ask for hugs, but he was so unwilling. Tsk tsk.. in the end only managed to get 2 people whom we know to hug him. Like damn! He hasn't celebrated a birthday with jia qi before. =.= That's not even close to the form of embarassment she'll dish out on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO COUZ DOMINIC!&lt;/span&gt; *Yesterday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RAYMOND WONG! &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/11726038-364977132911357971?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/364977132911357971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=364977132911357971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/364977132911357971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/364977132911357971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-yesterday-to-celebrate-rays.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8823031432284777807</id><published>2009-06-11T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:22:39.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Went to look for P.Q at NYP today. Haha.. not bad leh the place! I think it wins SP on the outlook part. But facility and food-wise... *winks* x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl.. Buay tahan sia.. she didn't bring me around the campus. Just a small part of it. lol. &gt;&lt; And half my time spend there was to hear her friends gossip with her. Not that I mind, very interesting. Haha. And yeahh, I guess she doesn't look that bad with bangs. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off at 3 for my medical checkup at NUH. I like how they revamped the place. (: Been there since I was this small.. *uses finger to demonstrate*. Been there every year without fail. Its some problem I had when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to woodlands library where I was suppose to meet Celine and Pei Ying for dinner. They were mugging there. And wow, guess what, bumped into Elias there. Haha! Chatted with him awhile. Scary how much work he was studying. Can't remember the last time I saw anything related to chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm proud to know that my fellow guitarist is owning his fellow Band section members, and so is that lil drummer by the name of Jacob. x) Vice-president in his own right already. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Elias was the only JC guy that I've talked to so far that has no problem coping with his work. &gt;&lt; Bro, go lend your fellow PHS-ians in sch a hand uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so.. met up with the 2, walked around causeway cuz we couldn't make up our mind on where to eat. Finally decided on this Chinese restaurant and blimey.. they really eat damn little la! ZZZ. So I ended up finishing up their share of pork and duck. &gt;&lt; *bloated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the treat darlzs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Macs and had a get-together session till 10+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8823031432284777807?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8823031432284777807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8823031432284777807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8823031432284777807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8823031432284777807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-look-for-p.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1640122372364026059</id><published>2009-06-06T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:38:10.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blah damn, my sore throat's still here. And the holiday has just started. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start jamming soon. lol. Its been 2 week since the band last met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi-ho! Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too shagged to blog often, I apologize for that. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, a pic from Shu Hui's birthday celebration. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SilJDWeOyEI/AAAAAAAABYg/gjVBYYwX7J0/s1600-h/Besties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SilJDWeOyEI/AAAAAAAABYg/gjVBYYwX7J0/s320/Besties.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343882754772617282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the holiday period will pass by quickly. Assignments, CIP projects, class chalet, PA camp, A Very Special Day.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all my peeps from PHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1640122372364026059?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1640122372364026059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1640122372364026059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1640122372364026059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1640122372364026059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/blah-damn-my-sore-throats-still-here.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SilJDWeOyEI/AAAAAAAABYg/gjVBYYwX7J0/s72-c/Besties.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6319550555335030553</id><published>2009-06-01T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:06:47.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.. omigosh.. this is awesome! What a talented group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Shdnv1GYClA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Shdnv1GYClA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtGaIVJ0LXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtGaIVJ0LXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZKnq9oihZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZKnq9oihZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Shu Hui's birthday.. yesterday! Which is actually sorta today cuz its 12 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to causeway point but I was late. They told me they were already sitting in Swensens. I had a feeling I was gonna meet someone I know there. LOL. And guess what, it was ah hui's shift! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered from hui... decided not to embarrass her, birthday girl and ourselves, so we didn't make the staff at swensens sing a birthday song. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for the library to hangout and talk. Nice to catch up with them as always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we just headed off for home cuz Jenn needed to reach home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY SWEET 17, KHOR SHU HUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA~ LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6319550555335030553?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6319550555335030553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6319550555335030553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6319550555335030553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6319550555335030553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-9148571948719841171</id><published>2009-05-30T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:08:38.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I still have some flour left in my nose from that last game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's station, bobbing apples, flour tic-tacs, turn 15 rounds and answer one lame question. Failed at the end and had to restart everything. !@#&amp;%&amp; Overall I failed 4 times at answering lame questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st question: How much ml is there in a can drink?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 150ml?&lt;br /&gt;G.L: No, 330ml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd question: What does a cow drink?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *In a state of panic at the 5 sec countdown* Uhh.. milk? *Shit*&lt;br /&gt;G.L: No, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd question: Where is T13?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;G.L: There is no T13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th question: How many months have 27 days.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uhh.. 1?&lt;br /&gt;G.L: No, all.&lt;br /&gt;Me: !@%^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turned a total of 60 rounds. Felt very nauseus and very shagged. So I came home today instead of spending the 2nd night there, so, I skipped dance night. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, had our intro lesson 2 ytd, which was the first day of camp. I dropped-beat *Blending two songs of the same BPM together* on the first try! :D  I'm now aspiring to be a kickass D.J during my sparetime. Haha! A turntable and a mixer with cables will cost around 4k!! Can only afford to practice in school. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wow, totally shagged. Shan't blog too long today. Meeting Shu Hui and Jenn tomorrow to celebrate Shu's birthday. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-9148571948719841171?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/9148571948719841171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=9148571948719841171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/9148571948719841171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/9148571948719841171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7560292910185725619</id><published>2009-05-25T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:01:44.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yui's back! Alright! lol. She's been on hiatus for some time.. but this an awesome return song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://dc145.4shared.com/flash/flvplayer.swf" width="470" height="320" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="file=http://dc145.4shared.com/img/106137827/1324b63c/dlink__2Fdownload_2F106137827_2F1324b63c_3Ftsid_3D20090525-120132-66ed0785/preview.flv&amp;link=http://www.4shared.com/file/106137827/1324b63c/YUI_-_again.html&amp;image=http://dc145.4shared.com/img/106137827/1324b63c/YUI_-_again.avi&amp;logo=http://dc145.4shared.com/images/logo.png"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Green Day's album is kickass! Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NeXsJmW31U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NeXsJmW31U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7560292910185725619?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7560292910185725619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7560292910185725619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7560292910185725619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7560292910185725619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/yuis-back-alright-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7171219426801713946</id><published>2009-05-24T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:17:30.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday night out with the Integ gang. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggruspzkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MQJnsjaYKig/s1600-h/Night+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggruspzkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MQJnsjaYKig/s320/Night+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053293889506882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggnvo0pII/AAAAAAAABYI/PbC0pExQ5zU/s1600-h/Night+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggnvo0pII/AAAAAAAABYI/PbC0pExQ5zU/s320/Night+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053225422398594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnQALyKI/AAAAAAAABYA/92mel4FR5PE/s1600-h/Night+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnQALyKI/AAAAAAAABYA/92mel4FR5PE/s320/Night+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053216930449570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zk, nerd form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnQbWoZI/AAAAAAAABX4/uzLwk4JL87I/s1600-h/Night+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnQbWoZI/AAAAAAAABX4/uzLwk4JL87I/s320/Night+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053217044406674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShghMwcvtbI/AAAAAAAABYY/2GVHwroUgjA/s1600-h/Night+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShghMwcvtbI/AAAAAAAABYY/2GVHwroUgjA/s320/Night+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053861295338930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnASxksI/AAAAAAAABXw/z1lIgGd1Zzk/s1600-h/Night+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggnASxksI/AAAAAAAABXw/z1lIgGd1Zzk/s320/Night+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053212713456322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggm0dnziI/AAAAAAAABXo/88NqAgAXy0A/s1600-h/Night+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggm0dnziI/AAAAAAAABXo/88NqAgAXy0A/s320/Night+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053209537728034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggcMfeFrI/AAAAAAAABXg/kqiF5XrVDeE/s1600-h/Night+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggcMfeFrI/AAAAAAAABXg/kqiF5XrVDeE/s320/Night+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053027009369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggbwnkxHI/AAAAAAAABXY/eRArTXXMLhs/s1600-h/Night+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggbwnkxHI/AAAAAAAABXY/eRArTXXMLhs/s320/Night+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053019527169138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggb8OqwlI/AAAAAAAABXI/HKqW6HapmmI/s1600-h/Night+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggb8OqwlI/AAAAAAAABXI/HKqW6HapmmI/s320/Night+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053022643929682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggbloojHI/AAAAAAAABXA/YWyC4kcyFgk/s1600-h/Night+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggbloojHI/AAAAAAAABXA/YWyC4kcyFgk/s320/Night+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053016578821234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggb7YD4yI/AAAAAAAABXQ/TVezTfrdLII/s1600-h/Night+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Shggb7YD4yI/AAAAAAAABXQ/TVezTfrdLII/s320/Night+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053022414889762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7171219426801713946?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7171219426801713946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7171219426801713946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7171219426801713946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7171219426801713946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-night-out-with-integ-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/ShggruspzkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MQJnsjaYKig/s72-c/Night+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1433857676981588897</id><published>2009-05-20T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:49:04.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking through this simpsons episode opening on evolution and the comments that people write are epic. Haha. My thoughts are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;-- *arrowed*&lt;/span&gt; beside some comments.  &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/faRlFsYmkeY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/faRlFsYmkeY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="309"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;axl409v:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution would have to discredit the biblical existence of a god because according to the bible, god created man, when in fact man was not created but in fact evolved over time from related life forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamespdavis:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's the way it should be viewed; but one should go a step further, and recognise that creation vs. evolution has nothing to do with the existence of God- that is to say, a man may believe two things- In God and in Creation- and disproving, or discrediting, one of these has no actual part in discrediting the other. That really sounds like a question for whichever invisible man in the sky you're referring to. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;-- *Rofl-ed at this one*   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonnymorley:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is no god. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;-- *Nostalgic phrase. LOL.*   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KlassicStrat72:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a coherent answer as to why :-)&lt;br /&gt;please dont say "cuz it says so in the bible" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BringbackLKandMX:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude if your trying to change how we think then your going against one of God laws:Respect in other peoples beliefs. &lt;-- *This one is.. epic outta epic. Its even my pm now.*   &lt;em&gt;goodflo911:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be proven as impossible. It's to be measured in terms as (less/more) likely or unlikely. I believe in the evolution theory. I am an atheist, but I definitely don't rule out a god and/or gods etc. I think nobody here knows, and anyone who claims to know is an idiot in my eyes. (hence most religious nutsacks and 50% of atheists are idiots in my eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;starsandbarsforever:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for the love of god. this is just a cartoon and still people bicker about religion, all because of its lean towards evoloution. people...relax it is just a cartoon for comedy. no wonder why the human race is doomed, because of all this disagreement. in that case i guess that "god and/or evoloution" is rather irrelevant then. now there is one for you all to suck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? Like starsandbarsforever put it. People really oughta lighten up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1433857676981588897?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1433857676981588897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1433857676981588897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1433857676981588897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1433857676981588897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-looking-through-this-simpsons.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4654453023549526425</id><published>2009-05-19T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:44:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently having a very thoughtful conversation with yi hui about love. So here's my theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common love couples we see around us, *active teenagers* tend to fall in and out of love often. Why does that happen? Why are they so active. Its like a cycle no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy and girl breaks up. Either one of them will eventually move on first and find another partner. The other spouse would probably be thinking, "Hey, I can't believe he/she moved on alr. Maybe I should too. FIND A BETTER ONE STILL!" So someone will come into their life, looking all merry and cherry. But its only if not, just temporary infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... my theory is, when one is not happy that the other moved on, it'll maybe fuel himself to move on and find another girl. But sooner or later, like all the infatuated people around us, they will break up. And they will move on again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverse psychology? The search for a better partner everytime one breaks up. And if my theory is right, that is why ppl who fall in and out of love so often just can't seem to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the very sad minority of ppl like me, who eventually finds the "special someone" will experience major love-sickness. :S Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cld write a book about this. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yh agreed. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, if you think going in and out of relationships is an "experience". Ask yourself first, can you handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a 2nd note, something happened when I was taking the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered and saw an empty seat. Just when I was ABOUT to sit down, like in a hunching position, I saw an elderly chinese woman and gave the seat to her. 2 elderly malay women who were sitting nearby smiled at me. *Felt very noble. HEHS. ^^ v smiled back of course.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next stop, someone who was sitting next to the woman I gave my seat to stood up. As I was in front of that empty seat I was the first to notice. So as I was ABOUT to sit down, this time my butt was nearly touching the seat, another elderly woman came in through the door and was heading towards my seat. The 2 malay, and the chinese elderly who I gave my seat to burst out in laughter when I had to give my sit away again. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave in to fate and stood throughout the journey instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4654453023549526425?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4654453023549526425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4654453023549526425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4654453023549526425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4654453023549526425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/currently-having-very-thoughtful.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2231094574031862668</id><published>2009-05-18T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:12:12.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo.. okay, jamming today yet again. Hopefully we'll have some nice songs by the time an actual gig comes. Haha. Poppin' Champagne!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, here's the reason why I felt David Archuleta should have won American Idol. This is just raw talent and beautiful vocals right here. COOK IS BORING YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9INf5GwiQac&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9INf5GwiQac&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j0NMWNbB_ak&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j0NMWNbB_ak&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVW5gU1ZH1A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVW5gU1ZH1A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru21v6Gm6is&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru21v6Gm6is&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want the cd/aol version just ask me for it when I'm online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful vocals ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios~ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2231094574031862668?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2231094574031862668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2231094574031862668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2231094574031862668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2231094574031862668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1985007293813224351</id><published>2009-05-16T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:05:27.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Went down to Metropolitan YMCA with the group. They briefed us on the many challenges face by leaders like us. Who are going to control very young children. &gt;&lt; I'm sure most of them will be a lovable bunch. But there will always be the exceptional cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost imagine them saying "gor gor" or "shuai ge ge" xD! *hyperventilates* Sorry ah, no siblings. So you can picture how happy I would be to be called that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I heard we'll be handling some foreign kids too at the camp. Americans.. JAPANESE, HONG KEES, AND EVEN MEXICANS!! *JIA LAT* Heard some of them might even be of royalty descent. wow. Pressurized really. What if we got sued.. what if the kids doesn't like us.. what if we can't handle them. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! Just kidding. There's no wayyy I can't handle a buncha 6-12 year olds. *Self comfort*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, ended the whole thing and took a bus back to Orchard. Everyone went their seperate ways while I headed to Far East for a walk. Decided to cut my hair among the 50+ hair salons that they have in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cool though, they washed my hair before and after cutting, haha. Did I mention it was a girl that was washing my hair? Hehs. She was like.. massaging for a good 10 mins, dry washing of course. And it tickles when she kept rubbing my neck and ears. HAHA! *Very sensual too* Hehs. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. on the way back to Orchard Mrt. And yet again, when one passes through the Grand Hyatt hotel.. one will always fall in love with the sight of the sexiest things on earth. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ORANGE LAMBORGHINI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn, everyone was staring at it. What a beauty! I took a picture but I can't use my handphone to put it here. =.= Wasted~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something like this though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ridelust.com/wp-content/uploads/lamborghini_gallardo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.ridelust.com/wp-content/uploads/lamborghini_gallardo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beauty! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1985007293813224351?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1985007293813224351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1985007293813224351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1985007293813224351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1985007293813224351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-down-to-metropolitan-ymca-with.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7873648189240640676</id><published>2009-05-16T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:42:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took apart a desktop yesterday. Mr Teo's like my favourite lecturer to date. He's funny, young at heart, and just so geek-ily cool. I mean, I just admire IT savvy people. Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the 2 senior DJ's at SP oozed coolness. Like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJLQG0TAp_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJLQG0TAp_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy on the other hand, is just insane. Would I ever be as good as that one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no! That guy's not human! Its like he has an extra arm or something. But I've found a role-model now at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, look at the time. Gonna have to go down to meet up with the company that we're gonna work with for ONOW. In like, I dunno, 9 more hours? That's not enough sleep for me. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7873648189240640676?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7873648189240640676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7873648189240640676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7873648189240640676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7873648189240640676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/took-apart-desktop-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4528140559926319937</id><published>2009-05-14T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:21:02.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unbelievable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go celebrate j.q's bdae with the 4H girls but apparantly, someone doesn't want me there. Y.H alr told me about it ytd, and I understood completely. They wanted an all girl's night afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished D.J-ing at about 7 today? Was walking towards the EEE block when I met Arfian and Melv outside the guitar ensemble room. (My bandmates).  I asked them what they were still doing in school for and they said they felt it was still too early to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did went off after a while. Their words however, got to me. The urge to stay out instead of heading home was apparant. So I sms-ed yy to see if she was still in school. Since it was way too long since I last saw her, I thought, why not meet up and send her to the party or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, she was. So I accompanied melv to semb before heading to yishun. On the train, I received a call from an unknown number, and guess who was on the other line? Peh Juin Li. Smiled a bit from hearing that old familiar voice. Short-lived though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not coming are you?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words really. I mean, how desperate do they think I am? Since when was I known to crash in uninvited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told her I wasn't. And guess it wouldn't be appropriate to tell her that it was nice to hear her voice again. Since she was in such a hurry to hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what, yy smsed me to ask me if I knew I wasn't invited. Like... god damn it. I just didn't felt like explaining anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we eventually met..&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey. (: So how're yo.."&lt;br /&gt;Her: "GO, like please go now.. they won't like it. Bye."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm not.. sigh, forget it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was that. Not even a proper 2 minute conversation after not seeing each other for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ask myself, why bother? In this lifetime, it just doesn't pay to even miss your friends anymore. I don't know, it seems like asking for some quality time these days is equivalent to wanting the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame them. Because underneath everything, this would be just one of the many things from the f**ked up life I was born with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look, the old man is jobless and STILL smoking *in the damn house*. I'll probably just give myself about 10-20 more years to live before I bid sayonara. Which is a good thing, considering this wonderfully fulfilling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people ask why I don't believe in a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what god?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4528140559926319937?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4528140559926319937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4528140559926319937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4528140559926319937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4528140559926319937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/unbelievable-day.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5160007797858857316</id><published>2009-05-11T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:12:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha! I was just visiting our dear ex F.T's blog awhile ago and her latest post just was.. wow. What a sense of accomplishment. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To my angels of 4 Humility 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you very very much for the wonderful surprise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtiCjUaNeQc/SggIOttIphI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gfyQdOuUBto/s400/bdae09_4h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtiCjUaNeQc/SggIOttIphI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gfyQdOuUBto/s400/bdae09_4h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was very very touched (to the extent that my tears welled up in my eyes) when I opened the bottle and saw its content...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;40 nicely hand-written cards... Oh my gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really can't imagine how you all did it.. and the tremendous effort that was put in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of you are in different JCs, polys..everywhere... your schedules are so packed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How did you all managed to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's really great being ur (ex) form teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I'll definitely remember all 40 of you... and what all of you wrote on the little cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I'll try my best to bring the whoever to our next class outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I'll invite you all to my wedding (if your FT manages to get married in future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once again, thank you... my 4 Humility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You all are really my angels.. really. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1个罐子。40张写满祝语的卡片。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正如学生所说，1个都没有少。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗，当我打开罐子，看到卡片的时候，我真的很感动，很感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在大家都已经各散西东。可想而知，要大家聚在一起写卡片，是一件何其艰难的任务。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，他们做到了，而且，每一张卡片都是美美的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你感受到我的快乐与感动吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能成为他们的班主任，真的是一种莫大的福气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们对我的好，远远超过我对他们的付出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感恩。我真的很感恩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Miss Choi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job guys! We've assured our place in her wedding. *assuming there's gonna be one.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not very good in chinese as you all know but I'm sure those last few words meant that she was thankful. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this would all be impossible if not for Ms Kong Wen Yi. Seriously, sometimes the way she does things scares me. LOL. Presidency ftw girl! HAHAHA! *inside joke*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5160007797858857316?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5160007797858857316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5160007797858857316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5160007797858857316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5160007797858857316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtiCjUaNeQc/SggIOttIphI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gfyQdOuUBto/s72-c/bdae09_4h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8096956551952790549</id><published>2009-05-10T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:32:41.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from Greg's blog, who got it from a guy called Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Greatest Irony of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The greatest irony of love is loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right &amp;amp; finding out you love someone after that person walks out from your life. Most relationships tend to fail not because of the absence of love (love is always present), but because one was being loved too much &amp;amp; the other was being loved too little. Most often we fall in love with a person only to discover that for them, we are just a pasttime, while the one who truly loves us remains either a friend or a stranger. Here’s a piece of advice: Let go when you’re hurting too much. Give up when love isn’t enough &amp;amp; move on when things are not like how they were before. There is someone out there who will love you even more and surely then, you will know true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah since Greg wants me to post about this.. YES I DID LOSE TO HIM IN FIFA. 4 games to 2. SO WUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna get his ass kicked the next time we meet. That LUCKY LUCKY guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8096956551952790549?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8096956551952790549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8096956551952790549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8096956551952790549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8096956551952790549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-this-from-gregs-blog-who-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-707470295816244125</id><published>2009-05-09T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:09:39.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zouk with the only 3 PHS people that knows how to partayye~ Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZUkhAE9I/AAAAAAAABWo/SzeM2WaT2eg/s1600-h/4197_80291098702_544948702_1685763_4089461_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZUkhAE9I/AAAAAAAABWo/SzeM2WaT2eg/s400/4197_80291098702_544948702_1685763_4089461_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333837912368747474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like it but people are dancing madly around us in this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZVFzRRHI/AAAAAAAABW4/Ob0AtNjC-_A/s1600-h/4197_80291133702_544948702_1685769_5139354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZVFzRRHI/AAAAAAAABW4/Ob0AtNjC-_A/s400/4197_80291133702_544948702_1685769_5139354_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333837921303741554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZU1E00MI/AAAAAAAABWw/M-QcHPxpooQ/s1600-h/4197_80291128702_544948702_1685768_4546961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZU1E00MI/AAAAAAAABWw/M-QcHPxpooQ/s400/4197_80291128702_544948702_1685768_4546961_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333837916813971650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't get the chance to take a pic with yh's classmates... LOL. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! How could I forget. Jammed at Moberly last wednesday with a couple of people that I just met recently. Melvin and Arfian were on the guitars, Zaim on the drums, and Greg was on bass. Because of this impromptu meet up of random people from SP, we decided to call our band, "The Last Formation". lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things go well and it'll be the start of something great. They're all good musicians. (: Its no easy task learning 4 songs in less than 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-707470295816244125?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/707470295816244125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=707470295816244125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/707470295816244125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/707470295816244125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/zouk-with-only-3-phs-people-that-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SgWZUkhAE9I/AAAAAAAABWo/SzeM2WaT2eg/s72-c/4197_80291098702_544948702_1685763_4089461_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-180529529730921066</id><published>2009-05-08T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:22:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lollipop @ Zouk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. Thought I was late for the opening so I cabbed down. But they only started 45 minutes after 6pm!! ZZZ. So stood outside the line and waited till they allowed us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in zouk. The place had ultra-violet lights inside to make those wearing white glow. That included my entire top and sneakers. lol. And then there are some.. *wow* stuff that I can't say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed though, is that how they party at zouk? The music was off-the-charts-LOUD! Its like you're standing directly next to a speaker thats 3 times bigger than you and its blasting at max volume. And the bass was strong enough to make your whole body bounce with every beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that loud music causes lung collapse. &gt;&lt; *and I thought my mini subwoofers were bad.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Shigga Shay was one of the acts. To those who doesn't know him, he's a chinese guy with a heavy south american rapper accent and he's a student of SP. He's signed to a record company and already produced a couple of songs. You can look him up in youtube I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda just standing at the quieter area of the place and checking out, *ahem*.. "THE PLACE" for the first half of the night. Then Sze Hoe, Syafiq, and Yi Hui came with their friends. Syafiq went off to dance with his gf while sze, yi hui, her friends and I went to the middle of the mosh pit to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if they call it a mosh pit in a disco club though. But I can tell you its wayyyy better than one at a Fall Out Boy concert. Of course its still super crowded but minus the flying karate kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y'know overall, pubbing just ain't my thing. :S Guess thats kinda good? No smoking, no drinking and no drugs. xD I can't get high on R&amp;B and dance music. But my oh my, I'm sure there were loads of pretty girls in there, its just too dark to get to know any of them. LOL. :S *mission failed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went to try out at the competition for Fifa Online in school today. Qualified, but got knocked out. lol. ): GOD I HATE IMBA TORRES's!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-180529529730921066?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/180529529730921066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=180529529730921066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/180529529730921066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/180529529730921066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-to-lollipop-zouk-and-i-thought-my.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6084647471899062001</id><published>2009-05-07T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:55:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths right now. Bah, just plain boring. lol. Even for me. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's match was great though! What a dramatic win. That last minute, ONLY SHOT on goal from iniesta was just brilliant. BARCELONA FTW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tag replies:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi: !!! JIA QI! *sniff* I miss your bitchy attitude! )': You would totally tear him apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izyan: It was so easy in high school with 40 people. :S Unbelievable. But thanks a lot ya, thats really sweet! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Hui: YA YA YA. I'm not. (: I'm GAY! *Happy that is*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imm: Man, I miss working there now that.. *ahem* is gone. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6084647471899062001?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6084647471899062001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6084647471899062001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6084647471899062001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6084647471899062001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-994414196051581173</id><published>2009-05-04T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:15:34.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got pissed today. I don't get why its so hard to just make a class tee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, could everyone go get a white SP shirt as a base first?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21-year olds: "Nah, we're not buying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, okay. -F**k!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the start of the term, they've always distant themselves from us. Especially one of them. And for I don't know what reason. Age gap? Like c'mon.. I have a 21 year old cousin and we can talk about anything under the sun. So that's just bull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always tried to make them feel more at home but they're just giving this, "we're too old for you" aura. Can't they just interact with everyone? WHY DISTANT YOURSELVES DAMN IT. And I haven't even touched on the Class Tee issue yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this other dude. "Oh, I'm not buying since NOT EVERYONE is buying". "NOT EVERYONE" Powerful words ain't it. And just because 2 ppl aren't getting, this guy, whom is also one of the "older" ppl in class decides not to. But even dumb people would know he's just a dickhead. -double f**k-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't get why its so hard to use the SP shirt as a base. Is our SP shirt that ugly? Fine, different people have different preferences on this one so I can't help it. But at least they still buy the class shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've had a class shirt where NOT EVERYONE is buying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised, the 4 ppl that aren't getting the class shirt are the ones that didn't come for orientation. Their anti-class spirit attitude is just pissing. And I'm not even sure if thats a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So y'know what. I don't give a F about them anymore. But I still have faith in Yi Li. She told me her troubles of adapting before and I understand. The others are just -ve assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-994414196051581173?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/994414196051581173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=994414196051581173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/994414196051581173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/994414196051581173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-pissed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-779064535615529416</id><published>2009-04-29T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:37:28.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey~ It's been awhile since I've &lt;em&gt;blogged&lt;/em&gt;! Utterly sorry. lol. And uhh, I'll try to use more html in my post now that we're required to learn it. It's good &lt;strong&gt;PRACTICE&lt;/strong&gt; afterall. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YH and Dav came over to watch the first Champ League match last night. Due to the china guy's thrist for dota, we didn't get a wink of sleep. And it was a goaless match. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not sleep much, I was the earliest to reach SP. Like, &lt;h2&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h3&gt;But.......&lt;/h3&gt; Kat was late so she asked me to wait for her and in the end, I still ended up not being able to lift the damn curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, my eyes were wide awake, like I was on caffeine or something. So yeah, breezed through the lessons. lol. I don't know why, but maths seem much clearer to me now. I couldn't get binomials in the past, but I figured it out just by reading a lil more now. Maybe I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jan, Fiq, Kat and I were laughing our asses off during Ms Dean's class cuz of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLpROhIg9eA"&gt;this youtube video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA! Sry Ms Dean. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN a bunch of us went to Moberly's jamming room, it wasn't bad at all. (: The drums were nice. Guitars were a lil whacked though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFvLGgf1I/AAAAAAAADUU/nc9OijOabQU/s320/DSC03463.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFvL8KJqI/AAAAAAAADUM/Sz477Y8SLrw/s320/DSC03465.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhE5eVNfoI/AAAAAAAADTM/VhENNNKSn9c/s320/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFRTx4wuI/AAAAAAAADT0/1Nh8nECU2jc/s320/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFu6pc_uI/AAAAAAAADT8/M3TLLJGiARs/s320/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFRA9PElI/AAAAAAAADTs/Hm0WFTivIKo/s320/DSC03470.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics courtesy of Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie Dokie, better be turning in now, have to wake up for tonight's match later. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-779064535615529416?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/779064535615529416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=779064535615529416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/779064535615529416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/779064535615529416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-its-been-awhile-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nv3bnlMh7yo/SfhFvLGgf1I/AAAAAAAADUU/nc9OijOabQU/s72-c/DSC03463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6447138426866788929</id><published>2009-04-23T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:22:58.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh... An insane tornado like wind went past Sembawang just now. IT WAS CRAZY! Everything was dropping, my guitar almost fell on its own and the trees on the road were about to uproot. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that ironically made me discover this post apocalyptic article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/printfriendly/0,4139,198328,00.html"&gt;http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/printfriendly/0,4139,198328,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOSH. THE END OF THE WORLD. In 3 years time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll only graduate from SP by then. &gt;&lt; So why get a diploma? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE = DIE AS A VIRGIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN~ THAT SUCKS. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6447138426866788929?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6447138426866788929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6447138426866788929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6447138426866788929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6447138426866788929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7198571096570987102</id><published>2009-04-22T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:50:36.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/goix7jFXD9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/goix7jFXD9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye alright, went out with kat, jade, leo, and kel today. Went to watch Fast and the Furious. Wicked cars! As always. x) Oh and the part where phoenix died was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave for dinner, too tired to say anything then. Felt bad cuz kat was disappointed. But sigh, too tired.. I don't wanna think about anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS 4H!! AND MANY OTHERS!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7198571096570987102?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7198571096570987102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7198571096570987102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7198571096570987102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7198571096570987102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1983888020355584937</id><published>2009-04-20T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:26:52.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, first day of lessons! Earlier half was rather interesting, I mean.. its HTML afterall. (: Though today was rather basic. We were told to play around with basic HTML with our newly created SP-hosted-Wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edublogs.spdigitalmedia.net/limmingchuen1/"&gt;http://edublogs.spdigitalmedia.net/limmingchuen1/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- tadaa, first half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd half... AIYO~ SINE CURVE!! A MATHS.. COMING BACK TO HAUNT ME AGAIN!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. got through that too. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. yeah. Pretty alright, time flies when you're learning stuff you like. High school is just a bore. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh, all the best to PHS GZ ENSEMBLE!! Hahas. ;D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1983888020355584937?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1983888020355584937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1983888020355584937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1983888020355584937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1983888020355584937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha-first-day-of-lessons-earlier-half.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7732932069187951760</id><published>2009-04-19T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:35:26.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENgI8oJI/AAAAAAAABWg/vo94Wfut8TM/s1600-h/DSC03438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENgI8oJI/AAAAAAAABWg/vo94Wfut8TM/s400/DSC03438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326425983052193938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENDasv7I/AAAAAAAABWQ/9xpVlhD3BbA/s1600-h/DSC03440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENDasv7I/AAAAAAAABWQ/9xpVlhD3BbA/s400/DSC03440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326425975342022578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENWBrUCI/AAAAAAAABWY/7bSNJBMhTcM/s1600-h/DSC03443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENWBrUCI/AAAAAAAABWY/7bSNJBMhTcM/s400/DSC03443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326425980337344546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v ^^ v~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSONS OFFICIALLY START TOMORROW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BRING IT ON!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7732932069187951760?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7732932069187951760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7732932069187951760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7732932069187951760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7732932069187951760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/v-v-lessons-officially-start-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SetENgI8oJI/AAAAAAAABWg/vo94Wfut8TM/s72-c/DSC03438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2625957993018068513</id><published>2009-04-19T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:24:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pepper lunch for lunch, with jl today. (: Haha! First time at a food outlet yet again. *Ya ya, sua ku, one of my more common traits* &gt;&lt; Anw whenever she's around there'll always be a health regime to follow. This time its a walk from AMK hub to PHS.  :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine with it really, just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. THE HELL IS WITH THE WEATHER MANSXC!! ITS BEEN SCOTCHIN' HOT FOR DAYS! And my habit of sweating easily *genes*, doesn't make it anymore enjoyable than it already is. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I survived the journey anw. Bade farewell as she went back to support her juniors~ )': Right, then.. made my way to Orchard to get the bag that I wanted. It's the same bag as Ray's. Lol, guess we have couple bags now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and eventually settled on a chocolate cake that cost a bomb. For the lil birthday girl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back and rested for awhile before heading a few blocks down with Shu hui and min hui to surprise Jenn. Everything was rather last minute so it was a lame surprise. "2nd sis telling youngest sis to go down and get something, unwilling her goes down and sees her friends with a cake in hand." Classic, but it works. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled somewhere and chilled out. Ate the cake and talked about everything again. Haha. Sent the birthday girl home and eventually met her 2nd sis. Like wow, LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT YO~ HAHAHA! Just kiddin' x) But she's pretty though. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that jenn's not or anything,  she's pretty in her own way! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, a very happy belated 17th birthday to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CRYSTAL WU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NG SZE HOE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JENNIFER ZHANG JING TING! (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2625957993018068513?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2625957993018068513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2625957993018068513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2625957993018068513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2625957993018068513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/pepper-lunch-for-lunch-with-jl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-958601436107690265</id><published>2009-04-16T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:25:35.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a flag day it was. The worst hull ever! But still acceptable. &gt;&lt; Lol. Today's experience showed the good, the bad, and the ugly side of singaporeans. 5cents from a businessman, could you believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went as a class though. (: Was with yu jing and syafiq most of the time until you wei came and tried to ks us. We were like cursing each time he tried to get close to our hotspots. Too bad he doesn't have as much charm as we do so we still harvested wayyy more than him. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was suppose to be this after party at the concourse, but it was jam-packed so we didn't go for it. Went and played BB with greg, dav, zk, ray and this random china dude. TMD, everytime I tried to get the ball they'll go like, "DON'T RUN! LATER YOUR LUNGS/KNEE WILL... " =.= I appreciate the thought and all, but its rather sad I can't play as much as I could last time. :S Sigh, 3 hours of heart-stopping soccer in the past. God I miss it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came and sent us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and.. now this is what I call dancing man! I don't get why I haven't seen a decent dance group in SG that has this level of energy, coordination and choreography. Even SP's dance group, they're kinda.. high school standard? No offence. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dancing too, but there goes those health limitations for now. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MJZSsCcSJmY&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MJZSsCcSJmY&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JogBVi7Dp0A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JogBVi7Dp0A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-958601436107690265?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/958601436107690265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=958601436107690265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/958601436107690265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/958601436107690265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-flag-day-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6861752792507429104</id><published>2009-04-15T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:00:25.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flag Day tomorrow. Yeah you heard me. Flag day on the 4th day of orientation. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mansxccx I hate flag days. :S Though I usually do quite well in them. xP I think the aunties and lil kids like me! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm wondering though. Are we gonna go as a class, or am I just going home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the lack of class spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6861752792507429104?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6861752792507429104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6861752792507429104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6861752792507429104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6861752792507429104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/flag-day-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1246480904321037012</id><published>2009-04-14T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:55:51.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hoi hoi~ 2nd day of orientation today, but lets recap on the first. Was late on the first day cuz someone overslept and caused 8 other ppl to wait fer him. lol. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring talks, average opening performances, crowded lunches. Thats about wrap it up for the morning stuff. Then.. got lost trying to find the location of my class. Chatted a lil with them before heading to the sports hall for some class bonding games. Standard ice-breaker games really. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, like jia qi, both of us got sabo-ed by our class and are now the class chairman. &gt;&lt; It's like a promotion! From geography rep, to welfare head, to v.chairman, and finally, class chairman, haha. 4H ftw! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day. Had some briefing in the morning again. At least, its opened more light on the whole poly system now. Played a game and won kfc vouchers! Ate at foodcourt 5 with the class, finally saw jia qi there with her class. Haha! Should have given her the "~mC Special Hug~" :D! The one that I gave shu hui ytd when I saw her too. HAHA. *Its special cause no one hugs back.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... there was this "EEE nite" that we had to attend at 5pm, BUT.. the girls are so.. not hyped at all. All of them left, kinda disappointing really. :S Even Billy said, "Wah, what happened to your class."Jade was there but she's like.. an emo version of xiao min. lol. And she left 2/5 through too with kelvin. 1B24 is the opposite of 4H, the guys are more ON instead of the girls, haha. &gt;&lt; We really need to spend more time as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE night was ok, I thought it was gna be some kinda pubbing event, but its just some performances. The opening jazz band sorta bored everyone out. The wind instruments were great, but the drums were.. not up to it? I miss jacob's drumming alr. ): lol.. crap, now I miss jamming. Neophyte ftw! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole thing ended at 7. Surprisingly early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting..&lt;br /&gt;and hoping tonight's matches will be off the roof. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1246480904321037012?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1246480904321037012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1246480904321037012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1246480904321037012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1246480904321037012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoi-hoi-2nd-day-of-orientation-today.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8820745640911212866</id><published>2009-04-05T04:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:34:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to put this song by The Cab in my playlist, but I can't find a source for it. Still, I want to share it though I'm not sure if its 30 secs on Imeem. So here it is. That 70s Song! Really great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/65215255/8c420878/The_Cab_-_That_70s_Song.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/65215255/8c420878/The_Cab_-_That_70s_Song.html"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/65215255/8c420878/The_Cab_-_That_70s_Song.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8820745640911212866?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8820745640911212866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8820745640911212866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8820745640911212866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8820745640911212866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-always-wanted-to-put-this-song-by.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3983834034816254401</id><published>2009-04-04T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:04:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to celebrate Grandpa's birthday a few hours ago~ Assam Fish &amp;amp; Chili Crab~ Mmmmm.. And crapped with the cousins, luckily though we're in the same wavelength even though I'm the youngest. Like WAYYY youngest. I can't remember what we talked about, but I haven't LMAO in quite awhile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my geomancer uncle. Y'know.. geomancy as in.. feng shui? I wanted to ask him about love and how people will know who is meant for who, that kinda stuff? Then he told me that its better for me to find a girl who's either born on 1992, 1996 or 2000. I guess I'll have no choice but to try 1992? A Primary 4 kid is really not a viable option here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. like my previous post has mentioned, its unlikely I'm gonna get hitched with the opposite sex. *SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom kept saying the chances of actually meeting a chick in EEE is like seeing Singapore qualifying for the World Cup. Bummer really. But he did told me he would bring me for a tour around campus especially to visit the all famous, "Er Mei Shan". :D :D! FOODCOURT 6!! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, really not looking forward to get enrolled into EEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRAMPS!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;91 and going yo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3983834034816254401?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3983834034816254401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3983834034816254401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3983834034816254401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3983834034816254401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-celebrate-grandpas-birthday-few.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3418559812850408384</id><published>2009-04-04T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:29:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH! I've forgotten to mention how great "Detroit Metal City" was! :D Awesome movie.. especially for people like us who listens to death metal music every now and then. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhm-NO5ei7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhm-NO5ei7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the actor who played Negishi is Kenichi Matsuyama, the same guy that plays L. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anw, AWESOME MOVIE! The anime is great too, check it out --&gt; http://www.anilinkz.com/detroit-metal-city/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... "GO TO DMC! GO TO DMC!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet baby~~" xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3418559812850408384?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3418559812850408384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3418559812850408384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3418559812850408384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3418559812850408384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-yeah-ive-forgotten-to-mention-how.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-192425768216841698</id><published>2009-04-03T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:59:57.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the business students are off to their "School of Business Camp". Where the ratio of girls to guys is 3:1. Man, are Greg and Dav gonna have a blast or what. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might dread making friends *hint hint*, but all and all they eventually do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE on the other hand, "school of Electrical Electronic Engineering", least thats what I think it is. Is where I belong. Somehow I think orientation's gonna be REALLYY bad after browsing through last year's photos. I mean.. the ratio of girls to guys is the direct opposite of business! Cripes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a lonely 3 year journey yo~ ): *Cuz I'm the only one that I know of thats in that course*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH..&lt;br /&gt;BIG SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah screw it, I'm going gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-192425768216841698?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/192425768216841698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=192425768216841698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/192425768216841698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/192425768216841698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-business-students-are-off-to-their.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-631108422657842242</id><published>2009-04-02T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:59:55.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greg nd Dav came over last night. Laptops were all over the place, yet again. Played till 2.30am and went down to Macs to grab some food before the England qualifiyer. Upon reaching Macs we realised we've forgotten to bring along the voucher. &gt;&lt; "!@#$%^" SO... we went back, came back, and went back again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these 2 guys that were behind us and they were making noises at us thinking its "oh-so-funny". Buncha immature brats. =.= Felt like turning around and asking them to quieten down, its 3 in the morning for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match finished at 5. Went to my room and tried to sleep. But after a few karaoke session on my laptop, we couldn't. Got too high and bought a guitar in and tried to make covers. LOL. Before we knew it the sun was coming up. And since my room was just beside the busy road, the guys wanted to check out the school girls that went past. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and G told us something really amusing. When he was working at New Urban Male, he had my playlist playing in the shop. Then a foreigner came and said, "Jolly good song!" and then bought $500 worth of products? LOL.. awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually slept at 7 and woke up at 1. Sent G off to the mrt and paid for the EZ-link at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-631108422657842242?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/631108422657842242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=631108422657842242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/631108422657842242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/631108422657842242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/04/greg-nd-dav-came-over-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7999470309880357273</id><published>2009-03-30T03:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:52:13.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know what? Word of advice to eveyone out there. Listen to your elders. They have way more life experience than you do. If your father tells you that eating more than 10 durian seeds in a shot is gonna upset your stomach, listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting.. *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QHcgQYYI/AAAAAAAABVg/d6ADy79tbMw/s1600-h/P280309_14.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QHcgQYYI/AAAAAAAABVg/d6ADy79tbMw/s400/P280309_14.26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698511276990850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUI HUI! And Chef Neo's creation. *Horrid lil thing.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Just kiddin' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QH-_vAkI/AAAAAAAABVo/4TsS7a6vOWk/s1600-h/P280309_15.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QH-_vAkI/AAAAAAAABVo/4TsS7a6vOWk/s400/P280309_15.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698520535827010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QHyzVCmI/AAAAAAAABVw/v5D8TuyOrKo/s1600-h/P280309_15.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QHyzVCmI/AAAAAAAABVw/v5D8TuyOrKo/s400/P280309_15.59%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698517262568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QIqgV83I/AAAAAAAABWA/YUmPazgHfSo/s1600-h/P280309_20.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QIqgV83I/AAAAAAAABWA/YUmPazgHfSo/s400/P280309_20.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698532215321458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QbD2XxII/AAAAAAAABWI/pLz8pbUZxxY/s1600-h/P280309_20.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QbD2XxII/AAAAAAAABWI/pLz8pbUZxxY/s400/P280309_20.23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698848256246914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QIL-BPzI/AAAAAAAABV4/0ULsDZusqLc/s1600-h/P280309_20.19%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QIL-BPzI/AAAAAAAABV4/0ULsDZusqLc/s400/P280309_20.19%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698524018294578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7999470309880357273?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7999470309880357273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7999470309880357273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7999470309880357273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7999470309880357273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/yknow-what-word-of-advice-to-eveyone.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/Sc_QHcgQYYI/AAAAAAAABVg/d6ADy79tbMw/s72-c/P280309_14.26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1233786348605299402</id><published>2009-03-27T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:45:13.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No.. way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's freak accident which involves a poor lil Sennheiser headphone took to me harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, it's still under warranty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yippie-ai-oh!  *&lt;-- However it's spelt.* It should be back on wednesday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with G, D, R, and S today. Celebrating Hui Hui's bdae tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, ciao peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I did randomly mention this to my friends ytd. There really is this nasty lil bugger that's flying around and giving people the sniffles. Even Lee Kuan Yew brought it up and told parents to stockpile on health supplements. :D *I think*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do take care of yourselves~! And a "Get well soon!" to all those unfortunate ones that've already caught it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1233786348605299402?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1233786348605299402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1233786348605299402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1233786348605299402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1233786348605299402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/no.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6285071151831808801</id><published>2009-03-23T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:07:12.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LEE YI HUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUI HUI turns 17 today. *HAHAHA!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6285071151831808801?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6285071151831808801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6285071151831808801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6285071151831808801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6285071151831808801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-happy-birthday-to-lee-yi-hui-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6550432470094602290</id><published>2009-03-19T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:38:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PA Camp with Pet, Pei Qi, and Xav ytd! Turned up 20+ mins late and was still the 2nd t0 reach. (: Ate at swensens before heading back to school to see our kawaii lil juniors. Once Xav got there he couldn't stop going on and on about his NEW GF. =.= WELL GOOD LUCK DUDE! You have my support. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about sian, got niao-ed by pq again. Didn't bother to retaliate much since its been like that for 3 years now. But I know deep inside she still thinks I'm the greatest guy around. ;D Right pq~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Sumohouse for dinner before derek and alicia joined us. Great to see them again. In fact, seeing all the people from my batch really made my day. (: Brings back the whole backstage-pass memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to amk hub and dragged Adelin with me to buy a hairband. It is not for me. I repeat, it is not for me. Only poeple like Ray and Greg would don such a thang. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus with adelin before arriving a few stops before her to go G's house. Spend the night watching horror movies. Not porn, dear yi hui. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time it reached 5am everyone was knocked out but I was wide awake. I can't stand it. Cripes! I THINK I'M TURNING NOCTURNAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally fell asleep at 7 but woke at 12. =.= Webcam-ed with yi hui. Ha-ha-ha. People seem to like to webcam nowdays after they got their laptops. Sang her a song.. well, not intentionally but.. dav and greg were doing too anw. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off and on the way back, bought durians for.. my mummy, for my daddy, for my &lt;s&gt;doggie&lt;/s&gt;, and me. *Seriously though, that commercial annoys the crap outta me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. nothing to do now, AGAIN. So I guess I'll go watch maybe.. uhh.. HSM 3 or something? Too-de-loo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6550432470094602290?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6550432470094602290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6550432470094602290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6550432470094602290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6550432470094602290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pa-camp-with-pet-pei-qi-and-xav-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6677759850753090768</id><published>2009-03-16T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:11:16.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mmm. This shall be one of my lil ranting post on my views on life. (: On why I'm suddenly writing this at 2 in the morning, well, beats me! Anything to keep a mind active. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since someone brought this up in my tagboard, I'm gonna share my view of it. "I love you". A widely used term. If used appropriately, would mean that two people are truly, madly, deeply well.. in love. But what is love at this age really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll personally group teens, such as myself, into two categories. The active ones and the average joes. An uglier term would be "Players" for them active ones, but I'm sure they aren't doing it intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Average Joes&lt;/span&gt;, people that live simple lives and just brushes with the opposite sex. Relationships, they may come, not often, or maybe none at all. But at least when they do, they last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Active Ones&lt;/span&gt;, the cream of the crops. People with the natural ability to engage in relationships. Yeah, even those students you see in public places who can't contain their lust. They're so experience its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, what is love to them. Yearly? Monthly affairs? They are the power class that gets admiration, but their brand of love just don't seem to last. Sure they use "I love you" a lot but look what happens a few months later? Its a hugely predictable cycle. And its in this that those 3 words have lost both its value and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do they really mean it? Some will argue that they do but deep inside they will know what I mean. They've practically fallen in and out of love so many times that they lost the ability to tell who's their actual soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe its just me. But I've always wanted to see what true love really is. Just someone, or some couple to prove that it still exist. But I've pretty much lost all hope in that search for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back in Primary 6 when my tuition teacher told me how she married the guy she fell in love with back in high school. Awesome really. And I had the chance to play with their cute lil baby girl. (: Oh and, Glenn and Joella are admirable too, right greg? *nudges* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. come on people. Prove me wrong! Slap me in the face and walk down the isle with the life partner of your dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6677759850753090768?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6677759850753090768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6677759850753090768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6677759850753090768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6677759850753090768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3391134916673922497</id><published>2009-03-15T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:26:16.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. Haven't been blogging lately even though I spend most of my time online. Games.. blah. There'll come a time when you get bored of them. Laptop isin't for high-end gaming. A PS3 would be so sweet right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah lets see. Hope I can remember whats happened these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SP on the 10th of March to register even though my appointment was on the 16th. Kia-su right! Greg, dav, zk, raymond, sze hoe, lun fei, pok were with me. 5 out of the 8 of us got our laptop on that day. Went straight to Greg's house and played DOTA. ROFL! Played in a 5 computer mini lan shop environment with the lights off and blasting cold air con. Watched Liverpool's championship match that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about variety! Now I have a white and black laptop to choose from whenever I'm feeling down or up. *Grins* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJCs carnival today. It was great to see so many PHS-ians again. (: And Canberra Primary people at that. Haha. YJC's principal got dunked today. Epic. The guy didn't get expelled though, sadly. Btw, YJC's teaching staff is coolio yo~ So many singing teachers! They're even better than some students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn what a crazy weather. It was blazing hot in the early afternoon and next thing it was pouring like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found out it was Jia Ni's birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!~ Doubt she'll see this though. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today's performances really got me hyped up. I so wanna jam soon. :S Or at least, make a cover or something. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3391134916673922497?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3391134916673922497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3391134916673922497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3391134916673922497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3391134916673922497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4280597430293714847</id><published>2009-03-08T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:13:16.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 years ago, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never died down, and 1 year down the road it only made me certain she was the one. People's been asking, "Why? Why her?". If only I knew. Frustrating, how the heart really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if there was ever a chance, a tinge of hope, it would had happened already, no? (: Maybe just wishful thinking on my part, but what I was sure was.. I liked her. I really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, it's really time to finally let go. Slowly, but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost one of life's longest struggling race, to most probably a horse. *Ha-Ha. &gt;&lt;*&lt;br /&gt;But the prize at the end was worth dying for, much less trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4280597430293714847?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4280597430293714847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4280597430293714847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4280597430293714847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4280597430293714847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-years-ago-something-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2241817500111898539</id><published>2009-03-08T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:08:34.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4H bbq just now. It wasn't that bad, could have been better. Disappointed with those that said yes and didn't show up. Empty promises are just so easy aren't they. And please, just next time.. have the decency to say you're not coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsibility pisses me off. I'ld like to see them organise something someday and getting played a fool while making a huge loss at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it, I'm going to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2241817500111898539?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2241817500111898539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2241817500111898539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2241817500111898539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2241817500111898539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/4h-bbq-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3051901632301924572</id><published>2009-03-05T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:19:04.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;VERY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;YEOW JIE LIN!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3051901632301924572?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3051901632301924572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3051901632301924572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3051901632301924572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3051901632301924572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-happy-birthday-to-yeow-jie-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5012380174424604168</id><published>2009-03-03T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:59:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. Been rotting at home these few days. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came home one day and brought back Red Cliff 1 &amp;amp; 2. Been hearing all the hype about it last time and decided to check it out. And aiyoo, didn't really impress me much. Haha. Its like a chinese version of "Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers", without the monsters.. haha. All the special effects battle scene and strategies were great but.. acting sorta bored me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tony Leung pissed me off. I mean, 2 sex scenes in a span of less than a year? =.= There was that infamous one in "Lust, Caution" and now he gets to bed Lin Zhi Ling!!! UN-FAIR SIA. "Golden horse winner very big ah!" Not to mention Red Cliff didn't really need a sex scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda funny really, I realised I've never actually sat down and watched a chinese or other language-d movie for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, going out tmr to meet the girls and mz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, the brochures sent by SP has made me excited over the nice looking specs. I might give this 5 month old lappie to my mum and get a new one! lol. Roadshows, roadshows.. impress me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5012380174424604168?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5012380174424604168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5012380174424604168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5012380174424604168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5012380174424604168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6425265741206380904</id><published>2009-02-26T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:44:01.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turns out we did fell asleep at Greg's house. But woke up at 10. &gt;&lt;. Beats having no shut eye I guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down do yck with Ray cuz he was late for work and I was late in meeting a girl. Shant say out the name cuz I think she wants to be discreet about it or something. LOL. Stomachache-d, lunched, stomachached, job hunted *not for me of course*, walked around aimlessly, exhausted from the lack of sleep. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from Shu Hui telling me about a last minute gathering. Sent the girl off and met up with mz, sh and jenn. (: Just sat and talked in KFC really. Haha! Then everyone went home together. Probably meeting them again next week to fix that damn phone of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... was suppose to meet the 2I gang for checkup and badminton but... blah. Think I'll just go ahead with meeting my father tomorrow to settle everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6425265741206380904?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6425265741206380904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6425265741206380904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6425265741206380904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6425265741206380904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/turns-out-we-did-fell-asleep-at-gregs.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-2087777928555068236</id><published>2009-02-25T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T03:33:22.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greg's house right now, staying over for the Manchester and Arsenal match. Haha. It was all last minute really. Wanted to go swimming today but ended up in a tennis court. It was embarrasing. LOL. It's my first time trying out that sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost most of the balls cuz I sent it flying straight out the court. Even with the high fences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the market to eat. The noodle store auntie actually remembered me! Cool! She asked me which school I went to, and where another short guy went. I took it that it was Kok Chin that she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the food at the back. :S Sugarcane... mmmm. SOYA BEAN ESP! Though I do drink it every week when my parents goes to the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondered where to go after lunch so here I am. Red as a lobster again. I think I haven't been expose to the sunlight for quite awhile thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30 now, don't think we're gonna sleep tonight. :S Macdelivery is coming soon. And man, cabbing back and forth from Greg house and mine is ouch. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally: HEYY GIRL!! How are ya? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elias: The horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Sup dude! Vicki tagged here during CNY. How about that. 2 rare visitors from the relative side. ;) And yeah may 09. To think you call yourself a green day fan. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg: Sad right! Thanks to those stinkin 30 secs preview of imeem I'm force to drop quality for length.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-2087777928555068236?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2087777928555068236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=2087777928555068236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2087777928555068236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/2087777928555068236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/gregs-house-right-now-staying-over-for.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1109988132483308903</id><published>2009-02-20T01:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:13:16.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bedtime at 4, rise and shine at 4, go to work at 6, break off at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch's at 4 daily, dinner's at 11, breakfast at 3 in the morning, and its usually McFlurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm bored I would go for a bike ride at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD! What a heck of a boring life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its sad that I'm gonna retire from Sakae in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally can't wait for school to start. But that's still another 2 months time.. damn. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, 4H's bbq WILL happen cuz I miss everyone that-damn-much. If anyone's gonna pick up the bandwagon and drag it, it'll be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also wish I could make post a little livelier than it already is, but there's just nothing that life can offer me to share here. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, GREEN DAY'S NEW ALBUM IS DUE MAY 09! 21st Century Breakdown -yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different contrast, Duffy won 3 awards at the Brits. Unbelievab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1109988132483308903?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1109988132483308903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1109988132483308903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1109988132483308903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1109988132483308903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/bedtime-at-4-rise-and-shine-at-4-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-52170226243119196</id><published>2009-02-15T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T03:26:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I could go on about how I wish I could be in his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incomparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Why though?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-52170226243119196?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/52170226243119196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=52170226243119196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/52170226243119196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/52170226243119196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-go-on-about-how-i-wish-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8533837239010840522</id><published>2009-02-14T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:07:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alone.. on the loveliest day of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this bites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8533837239010840522?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8533837239010840522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8533837239010840522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8533837239010840522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8533837239010840522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/alone.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-8833467950303541633</id><published>2009-02-12T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:03:32.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SZMa5CojrYI/AAAAAAAABUI/kWDI8rza2F0/s1600-h/LGIM0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SZMa5CojrYI/AAAAAAAABUI/kWDI8rza2F0/s320/LGIM0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301610753607052674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's stephenie's belated birthday celebration today. Look at the guy. A sense of satisfaction when we saw that jovial face of his. Makes us feel like we've accomplished something with his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to surprise him outside his school at YJ. But turns out he already went off with Brina. =.= To think we even rushed down in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were standing outside YJ's main gate like a buncha hooligans. And we waited for Yuh Yan instead since she's coming out to celebrate with us. Waited.. and waited. 30 mins passed and we got chased away by the security guard cuz we were "cramping their style", hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention it was drizzling and there was lightning right on top of us? Luckily she came soon else we'ld have been ba gua's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sze's office, aka. "His crypt away from home" and they started gambling. And as Yuh Yan continued to lose until she almost had to take off her clothes to continue, *yeah as if! xD*. I  came in and sponsored for us both. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really a gambling person. That kinda stuff don't really interest me. xD But damn did I win a huge haul today, ho-ho-ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yy left early, and yi hui came soon after. Ordered pizza and Macs and they continued gambling while yi hui, philip and I played the memory game. LOL. OMG LA, I think the last time I played that game was with couz Dom when I was only 7 years old. Haha! The good old North-View primary days. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, do not play this game if you're weak at heart. It can give u a slight rise in blood pressure every now and then. But its still pure fun.  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-8833467950303541633?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8833467950303541633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=8833467950303541633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8833467950303541633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/8833467950303541633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-stephenies-belated-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SZMa5CojrYI/AAAAAAAABUI/kWDI8rza2F0/s72-c/LGIM0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-6063976253355465853</id><published>2009-02-07T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:13:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work, play, eat, sleep. Routine practices in my current life. But I guess its been like that since I don't know when, haha. Minus the work. Maybe I should include workouts in that. But I'm not sure if I'm allowed to lift weights yet darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh, I miss so many people! Don't think they miss me but.. hahaha. It's always been a sad one way street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the train goes by YCK I'll feel all nostalgic and stuff. Sometimes even smile to myself. And I bet everyone else feels the same way. Its even funnier when you see kids on the train wearing phs uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah, dork! I used to be you back then!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been hearing really negative comments from the JC-ians and their schools. Really feel bad for them, and even worse when I can't do anything to help. Just hope they can endure for awhile longer and perhaps it'll just take time to adjust in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I stayed over at Dav's house with Greg and Zhi Kai a few days ago. When I used zk's bike to cycle to Mac's to get the guys their food, people kept looking at me. At Mac I mean, haha. The journey was pretty cool though, all tranquil and cooling. Maybe 4H's class jersey's too flashy at 1 in the morning. Haha! But the point is, riding zk's bike has relived my passsion for cycling as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps, its time for me to buy a bike of my own. Since my parents never supported that idea cuz they claimed my habit of listening to music everywhere I go will eventually kill me on the streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that I say "To hell with that theory! xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and  I wonder how Stephanie did with his lil "rock" concert at YJC. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dude, only after you signed out was I able to come up with this super rock pose for you, haha! Too bad it was a tad too late."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-6063976253355465853?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6063976253355465853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=6063976253355465853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6063976253355465853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/6063976253355465853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-play-eat-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3349718255077143651</id><published>2009-02-03T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:41:46.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Checked up at Mount Elizabeth today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*listening to music* &lt;br /&gt;Me: "Whats up doc?"&lt;br /&gt;Dr Wong: *listens to chest on his stethoscope"&lt;br /&gt;*looks up with a grim look on his face*&lt;br /&gt;Dr Wong: "We have to get you back to surgery quick. There's a malignant tumour in between your lungs now. And we'll have to drill 3 more holes on top of the 4 that you already had."&lt;br /&gt;Me: *listening to music* "Wait, what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Self-amusement. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc said it was okay. Least I hope he's not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet up with Jennifer and Shu Hui for lunch and to watch "Brides War". It was all jenn's idea! But alright alright, the show wasn't bad. Shows are never bad as long as they make it to the big screen. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenn... ate dinner together and went to some void deck to talk again. Haha, but I was kinda exhausted. Only had 5 hours of shut eye earlier that day. Sorry arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home and talked to Loo and steph about their first day at YJ, haha! It sounded so damn interesting. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ♠ Xx Jenova x: how was sch today steph? haha&lt;br /&gt;[ ♠ Xx Jenova x: heard u got f**ked! xD &lt;br /&gt;*note: he was the only guy in his class that was sent out of school to get a haircut.*&lt;br /&gt;Stephen.: LOL. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Stephen.: 5 then release from school. Chio bu all extinct from a recent epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;+[yy]+ #*-Spasti: half lar&lt;br /&gt;+[yy]+ #*-Spasti: got a few mei nus&lt;br /&gt;+[yy]+ #*-Spasti: including me&lt;br /&gt;+[yy]+ #*-Spasti: LOL&lt;br /&gt;[ ♠ Xx Jenova x: btw steph, she didn't know she went to the same sch as you.&lt;br /&gt;Stephen.: You didn't see me ?&lt;br /&gt;Stephen.: I so shuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More bhb-ness to follow, but I'm too tired to edit. Have to call it a night. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Dav, Greg and Shermin in 9 hours time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3349718255077143651?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3349718255077143651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3349718255077143651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3349718255077143651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3349718255077143651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/checked-up-at-mount-elizabeth-today.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-9077155380501515685</id><published>2009-02-01T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:05:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O-kay, didn't use to like Leona Lewis in the past cuz Bleeding Love drove me mad. But she's one hell of a great singer I can tell ya that. She's gonna be up among the ranks of Celine Dion and Mariah Carey one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the performance that blew me away, the live version of "Run" at X-Factor. A talent show that she started off in. Totally beautiful. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovGFPKZ3lgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovGFPKZ3lgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it in HD. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-9077155380501515685?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/9077155380501515685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=9077155380501515685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/9077155380501515685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/9077155380501515685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-kay-didnt-use-to-like-leona-lewis-in.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1337754120635618629</id><published>2009-01-31T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:50:48.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, David told me something yesterday and I was like, "What the hell is that guy's problem man. Doesn't he have his own originality or something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, its funny to know that so many people weren't prepared yesterday when the message came in. We heard it was coming at around 8 but it came 2 hours earlier I guess, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the JC kids are going to school in 2 days time. *Gonna miss seeing them having so much free time, haha.*  It'll be another 2 more months of free time before its our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bore mansxccxxzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1337754120635618629?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1337754120635618629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1337754120635618629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1337754120635618629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1337754120635618629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-yeah-david-told-me-something.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-181445159371430177</id><published>2009-01-31T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:58:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember the last time I said I was approached by this modelling agency? Wait, did I mention it before? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They actually called me up after 3 months to tell me I was chosen. But yeah, since I'm still 16, had to seek parent's consent. Dad was pretty fine with it, but my mum is forever doubtful. Says it'll affect my studies and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, had to turn it down. Bummer really. It could have been a really nice experience doing freelance commercial modelling. Btw, its not those catwalk-ing kinda models, haha. Its those people you see on Singtel, Levi', Starhub, kinda promotion posters. And those lil commercials by swensens and macdonalds etc. Photoshoot stuff really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just check out this &lt;a href="http://www.createtalents.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; to get a rough idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went to Greg house ytd. Stayed over with David. Whole day was practically spent on gaming and music sessions. Wanted to do 3 covers of Remembering Sunday. 2 guitarist and a singer, the 3 covers are basically cuz we're switching the role of singing around to see which cover is better. HAHA. But it the end, it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was sleeping like a pig when greg and I game till 5 in the morning. When I did went to sleep, some ass woke me up at 6 to tell me the posting results were out. Half awake, I took a brief look at my sms and it sayed "Information Communication Technology". I was like, okay not my first choice but 2nd wasn't that bad, so I went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and gamed yet again, found out I was the like almost the last person to ask people where they are posted to. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home with David. And it was one hell of a ride. The driver seemed to be high on something. We were grabbing on for our dear life cuz he had the tedency to hit 100km in 5 secs. When he saw us looking rather uneasy and on the verge of screaming like lil girls he told us, "I'm Singapore' F1 driver".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, great help. He was really high man, I'm not kidding. The eccentric old man played some CNY songs and was snapping his fingers to the tune oh and singing too. It was quite entertaining, but I rather he kept his hands on the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at our destination and he bade us farewell as well as wishing us a Happy CNY. Not being rude or anything we wished him back but got off the car as fast as we could. Then he sped off, roaring engines and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-181445159371430177?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/181445159371430177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=181445159371430177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/181445159371430177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/181445159371430177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-last-time-i-said-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5345140388918007911</id><published>2009-01-29T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:41:06.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know what.. I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go after something that I could never catch up with no matter how I tried.&lt;br /&gt;Something that another guy could easily reach out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day. A second, a minute, or an hour. Never once did they seem to come any closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, its just so hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still like her. Just as much as I could ever hope for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5345140388918007911?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5345140388918007911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5345140388918007911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5345140388918007911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5345140388918007911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/yknow-what.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-653523960210963046</id><published>2009-01-26T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:09:03.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait. Is it the year of the ox, or the year of the cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, all those MOO greetings. I've gotten it wrong. MA-LU SIAAA... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; turns 17 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYY BIRTHDAYYY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIM&lt;/span&gt; PEI QI~ :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIM&lt;/span&gt;s ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-653523960210963046?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/653523960210963046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=653523960210963046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/653523960210963046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/653523960210963046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/wait.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5980341931284983634</id><published>2009-01-25T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:26:28.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, been neglecting my blog these days cuz of work. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right! Its CNY eve today. Relatives are coming over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHH, lets see, what else. Oh yeah, went to seoul garden last Wednesday with pet, pei qi and yi hui. It was suppose to be an early birthday celebration but.. haha, the girl doesn't wanna play along. x) And that girl's probably on her way to M'sia right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been visiting Jenn at her workplace which is near mine. I usually end at around 11 but she has to end at 12, went to accompany her for awhile. (: Man, her job is so not worth it, it's like my previous job at carrefour but her pay is too lil. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the chef at sakae made a huge yusheng and tossed it heartily in the kitchen when we were near closing time, haha. Everyone got to eat but I don't really like it. HAHA. Got to eat a few untouched leftovers from the VIP suite too. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at sakae would be ideal if not for one lousy managing trainee. That's right, just a managing trainee. Some woman that pushes her weight around. Wtf is with that attitude man, I'm sick of it. But since she's still a higher ranking colleague I'll always have to shrug it off and plaster a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other "big 3" managers are so much friendlier compared to her. But a pity they don't stay around as much cuz they have to move around branches. So I'm stucked with that woman, what an effing turn off from work. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CELINE! She turned 17 yesterday. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5980341931284983634?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5980341931284983634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5980341931284983634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5980341931284983634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5980341931284983634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/gosh-been-neglecting-my-blog-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-157789915162877369</id><published>2009-01-19T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:56:08.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went CNY shopping with Ray, Dav and Greg ytd. A good old 2I boys bonding, haha. Shermin met us ltr and we were suppose to catch a movie but since the ticket price was off the roof and shermin didn't feel so good, we skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray asked me out again today to buy formals for his new job, AT TAKA. lol. Can't imagine him working there but.. oh well. :D Greg came along too. Spent a good 100 bucks yesterday so I decided to only buy one thing today. Especially cuz someone's birthday's coming and she would kill me if I didn't get her something. lol. Speaking of which, she nver got me anything for my bdae before. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst walking through the humble street of orchard road and along this hotel that I don't recall the name. I spotted this thing of beauty. Everyone walking past it couldn't help but oogle at it too. Who am I talking about? Well, its a what actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SXNcExrhuAI/AAAAAAAABSw/EzWyjtmqViM/s1600-h/LGIM0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SXNcExrhuAI/AAAAAAAABSw/EzWyjtmqViM/s320/LGIM0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292675224215599106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SEXY RED FERRARI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remember telling the guys, "Its hot, but I prefer Lamborghinis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEHIND THE FERARRI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SXNcFPwvH6I/AAAAAAAABS4/iaVtgkDjZ60/s1600-h/LGIM0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SXNcFPwvH6I/AAAAAAAABS4/iaVtgkDjZ60/s320/LGIM0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292675232290512802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN EFFING GORGEOUS LAMBORGHINI!! OMG!! MY FAVOURITE COLOUR TOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, if I got knocked down by either one of those babies in Singapore, it'll be one hell of an honourable death. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anw, after shopping with the guys, went to Novena to meet up with pq when she ended her work. Walked around Novena Square, *my first time there.* and went to cotton on to look for jia qi but too bad she wasn't around. Aww.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent pq home and went home for dinner. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-157789915162877369?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/157789915162877369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=157789915162877369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/157789915162877369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/157789915162877369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-cny-shopping-with-ray-dav-and-greg.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SXNcExrhuAI/AAAAAAAABSw/EzWyjtmqViM/s72-c/LGIM0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-576187205440995532</id><published>2009-01-14T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:39:18.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, shan't talk about the results here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...  how does one come up with 12 choices? *Especially when my COP is limited.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year.. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, that means my relatives will probe about results and comparing to my cousins. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.E.A.D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-576187205440995532?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/576187205440995532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=576187205440995532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/576187205440995532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/576187205440995532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-shant-talk-about-results-here.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-218805349149536752</id><published>2009-01-11T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:11:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHALET PICS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86AxZSlI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZBIe72H6Gdw/s1600-h/P1030080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86AxZSlI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZBIe72H6Gdw/s320/P1030080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289966942148971090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86WSJ-UI/AAAAAAAABQU/FE34frKA-cI/s1600-h/P1030082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86WSJ-UI/AAAAAAAABQU/FE34frKA-cI/s320/P1030082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289966947923523906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86q2d6HI/AAAAAAAABQc/4WUu46ylVLM/s1600-h/P1030087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86q2d6HI/AAAAAAAABQc/4WUu46ylVLM/s320/P1030087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289966953444534386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm863wSp1I/AAAAAAAABQk/n3PYDwdNgC4/s1600-h/P1030089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm863wSp1I/AAAAAAAABQk/n3PYDwdNgC4/s320/P1030089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289966956908291922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm87EfV-UI/AAAAAAAABQs/oXQIIqOlPCA/s1600-h/P1030090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm87EfV-UI/AAAAAAAABQs/oXQIIqOlPCA/s320/P1030090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289966960326867266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD1SpSMeI/AAAAAAAABRc/v5NTjvRnXoQ/s1600-h/P1030091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD1SpSMeI/AAAAAAAABRc/v5NTjvRnXoQ/s320/P1030091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974557628838370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD1onXFzI/AAAAAAAABRk/H5vw_p23J4o/s1600-h/P1030094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD1onXFzI/AAAAAAAABRk/H5vw_p23J4o/s320/P1030094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974563526350642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, thats the 2nd time something like that happened at a chalet. When will it ever be a girl. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm7R5Nwi2I/AAAAAAAABP8/MOK3he8jxl0/s320/P1030103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289965153414056802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2MvZicI/AAAAAAAABRs/C5tdJbeqOIs/s1600-h/P1030099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2MvZicI/AAAAAAAABRs/C5tdJbeqOIs/s320/P1030099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974573223741890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one. It look like it's snowing or something, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2YEuCdI/AAAAAAAABR0/86jzwAdJSUg/s1600-h/P1030100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2YEuCdI/AAAAAAAABR0/86jzwAdJSUg/s320/P1030100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974576265955794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2u30SvI/AAAAAAAABR8/TRcEh-IJxN0/s1600-h/P1030101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnD2u30SvI/AAAAAAAABR8/TRcEh-IJxN0/s320/P1030101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974582385855218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm7SPxpgbI/AAAAAAAABQE/ISvne-_eXU0/s320/P1030111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289965159470170546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTaT6zpbI/AAAAAAAABSE/-hskFrOL5TI/s1600-h/P1030114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTaT6zpbI/AAAAAAAABSE/-hskFrOL5TI/s320/P1030114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289991686300345778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Down-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTaj1XXWI/AAAAAAAABSM/dx93JkeNb9o/s1600-h/P1030116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTaj1XXWI/AAAAAAAABSM/dx93JkeNb9o/s320/P1030116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289991690572488034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTa95auxI/AAAAAAAABSU/AjUFVMP_xCo/s1600-h/P1030118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWnTa95auxI/AAAAAAAABSU/AjUFVMP_xCo/s320/P1030118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289991697568807698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, there it is! I can't believe shermin took a picture of it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;THE STALKER CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-218805349149536752?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/218805349149536752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=218805349149536752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/218805349149536752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/218805349149536752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/chalet-pics-damn-thats-2nd-time.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SWm86AxZSlI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZBIe72H6Gdw/s72-c/P1030080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1907933021527049058</id><published>2009-01-08T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:46:44.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2I's chalet on tuesday, only about 14 people turn up though, haha. But since its only 1 night, wasn't that bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up the fire was tough even for Ray and me. I think its the first time we gave up setting up cuz the charcoal and firestarters FROM NTUC just couldn't make it. Went back in out of exhaustion and then zk nd xav took over. It was finally set up 2 hours later after 3 shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was alright. It usually is when Ray is there to guide the seafood. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh, damn sad, only mavis and grace turned up for the girl's side. Shermin's the only "special dude" that stayed overnight. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, lets see... did I forget anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! There was this pretty scary incident that happened to us when we went for the night walk along the beach. We saw this cat in our path so we looked at it and I casually stroked it before we eventually went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we realised it was following us. It was kinda cute at first, but it followed us for a good 1 km!! O.O In cat pace that should be a good 2.4 km itself. When we walked fast it would run after us. And when it got near it would pretend to eat grass. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray, xav and chris once ran for it screaming like lil girls when it came running after us. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we ran ahead, we thought it stopped following. But after a few minutes we could see it coming from quite a distance. &gt;&lt; It only stopped following us when we went to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, checked out with the guys and I went home to take my lappie to Greg's house. Zk, Xav, Dav, Ray and I were gonna camp there for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual, played PS2 and dota throughout. Haha, they wanted to watch a late night movie but all of them fell asleep watching wrestling at 11 pm. =.= I was the only one awake and played ps2 till about 4 am before going to sleep myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of them woke up at 10am they blamed me for not waking them up. LOL. =.= Who wld wanna interupt those pigs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah anw, results are gonna be out soon. Seems to be causing some sorta pandemic among people too. I'm not looking forward to it personally. My grades have been a -ve dy/dx since I don't know when. Don't really have much high hopes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y'know, if its gonna be all downhill from here I can live with it I guess. I'ld only have myself to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1907933021527049058?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1907933021527049058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1907933021527049058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1907933021527049058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1907933021527049058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/2is-chalet-on-tuesday-only-about-14.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-3611495126368555815</id><published>2009-01-05T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:56:54.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROFLLLL!!! THIS HAD ME IN TEARS AND ALMOST ON THE VERGE OF A RELAPSE! HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-3611495126368555815?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3611495126368555815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=3611495126368555815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3611495126368555815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/3611495126368555815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/rofllll-this-had-me-in-tears-and-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7205123102140761230</id><published>2009-01-04T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:28:08.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I'm bored.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;An Olympic post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zzSpPaCIG0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zzSpPaCIG0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at that guy enjoying a face full of celebration right there." ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXRvXtcSu14&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXRvXtcSu14&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy's one hungry fish. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7205123102140761230?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7205123102140761230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7205123102140761230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7205123102140761230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7205123102140761230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/man-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-7445604709217345415</id><published>2009-01-01T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:15:59.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR KIDS!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about 30 mins ringing up people to wish them just cuz I'm spending my new year at home after a long day at work. Talk about sad guys.. this is the epitomy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. the brightside was that there were gunshots in the air just now. It started at around 11.45. I wonder if the Live broadcast on tv was actually delayed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy people were shouting and ushing the new yr at the blocks away too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oh well, guess I'll go spend my new year with Greg Ang right now, in Dota that is. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-7445604709217345415?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7445604709217345415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=7445604709217345415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7445604709217345415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/7445604709217345415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-kids-d-d-spent-about-30.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-5792238435273278367</id><published>2008-12-30T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:10:03.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its.. NEO LUN FEI'S Birthday today! So.. took time off from work for the group of us to go celebrate with him at Yuki Yaki. Yi Hui baked a cake for him awww~ xD but on how edible it actually is will be another issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to surprise him at his void deck but his son of a... neighbour gave us away by telling him that we were downstairs. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made him, and ex birthday boy Philip wear birthday hats all the way to Marina Square. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the buffet at Yuki Yaki and I swear I'll never eat at that place again. &gt;&lt; The "Make-Yourself-Ice-Cream" was so damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the arcade, drove cars, killed zombies, smashed at buttons, and danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Rooftop again, but too bloated and tired to do anything so we just lay on the floor, burning candles and a sheep. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2jT-Xp-I/AAAAAAAABO0/1esClhcnQs4/s1600-h/LGIM0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2jT-Xp-I/AAAAAAAABO0/1esClhcnQs4/s320/LGIM0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285597092957890530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2iQYrUVI/AAAAAAAABOk/bmODGx3KDhI/s1600-h/LGIM0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2iQYrUVI/AAAAAAAABOk/bmODGx3KDhI/s320/LGIM0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285597074814619986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2j592yAI/AAAAAAAABO8/kkPwWy5wcwc/s1600-h/LGIM0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2j592yAI/AAAAAAAABO8/kkPwWy5wcwc/s320/LGIM0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285597103156283394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber Emo......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2jIwdKwI/AAAAAAAABOs/yXtjG5W2kmQ/s1600-h/LGIM0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2jIwdKwI/AAAAAAAABOs/yXtjG5W2kmQ/s320/LGIM0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285597089946741506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4NXQMhvI/AAAAAAAABPU/IRYOaHh3iWU/s1600-h/P301208_20.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4NXQMhvI/AAAAAAAABPU/IRYOaHh3iWU/s320/P301208_20.21%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598914904098546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4NMeeJII/AAAAAAAABPM/2mdfNDRm8QE/s1600-h/P301208_20.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4NMeeJII/AAAAAAAABPM/2mdfNDRm8QE/s320/P301208_20.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598912011183234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4OgKN5SI/AAAAAAAABPs/NZGQlDXi5e8/s1600-h/P301208_21.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4OgKN5SI/AAAAAAAABPs/NZGQlDXi5e8/s320/P301208_21.10%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598934474810658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4N7engLI/AAAAAAAABPc/LMLp4ZdfknU/s1600-h/P301208_21.08+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4N7engLI/AAAAAAAABPc/LMLp4ZdfknU/s320/P301208_21.08+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598924628263090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even gonna say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4OeZ0CkI/AAAAAAAABPk/qcnIc3qF1E4/s1600-h/P301208_21.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo4OeZ0CkI/AAAAAAAABPk/qcnIc3qF1E4/s320/P301208_21.09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598934003354178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-5792238435273278367?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5792238435273278367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=5792238435273278367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5792238435273278367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/5792238435273278367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/its.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVo2jT-Xp-I/AAAAAAAABO0/1esClhcnQs4/s72-c/LGIM0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-4495018834979636516</id><published>2008-12-26T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:01:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of work. And boy am I tired. Started work at 11.30, they made me follow a senior worker and she taught me how to do the basic stuff like serving drinks, and clearing the table. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the other senior workers was a lil harsher on me though, but she treated me better as the day went by. Guess she found out I wasn't a bad guy? xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know this girl called Xiang Yi, she's 2 years older than me and studying at a private school, and.. I've never heard of that place before. She was the most welcoming one and we talked quite a lot, haha! Actually most of the welcoming ones are the girls and aunties but the guys don't seem to wanna express much. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, LOO CAME WITH HER SISTER TODAY. GAHH! And she brought a digital camera. =.= Which she didn't hesitate to use of course. And unlucky me had to serve them ice-cream for their buffet. =x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out at 3.30, but when I got home, they asked me if I wanted to go back and work from 6 to 10, which I agreed since I didn't have much to do. But unlucky me had to do "THE SIDE BELT DUTY" at 10 today. I didn't know what it was initially but the other workers kept saying stuff like, "Wah, you damn suay, first day jiu kena that." O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I had to clean all the conveyor belt that day. And don't let the description fool you, ITS TIRING STUFF MAN!  But all and all, it wasn't such a bad first day, I did spill a cup of ice on the floor but hey, could have been worst, no? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVT9G3Ig0EI/AAAAAAAABOU/XLArvOuLwvU/s1600-h/LGIM0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVT9G3Ig0EI/AAAAAAAABOU/XLArvOuLwvU/s320/LGIM0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284126557133131842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this note made me chuckle, guess I'll have to lay off those cravings. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVT9aZ0MfOI/AAAAAAAABOc/oyU9Aq4UOt8/s1600-h/LGIM0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVT9aZ0MfOI/AAAAAAAABOc/oyU9Aq4UOt8/s320/LGIM0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284126892860669154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that badge on top was challenged by my senior worker on how long I would have to wear it. It says like that on the badge but to me its more like, "Hey, I may pour hot soup all over you but forgive me. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I took on his challenge and told him it'll be off me by the end of this week, HA-HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, who am I kiddin'.. I'm dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and I bet lots of people will wanna know the answer to the age old question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do workers get to eat the leftover sushi at the end of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;...............................&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would rather throw all of it away directly off of the conveyor belt than feed the mouth of their hungry workers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE ARE DYING IN AFRICA! THATS AN UNBELIEVABLE WASTE OF GOOD FOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-4495018834979636516?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4495018834979636516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=4495018834979636516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4495018834979636516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/4495018834979636516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SVT9G3Ig0EI/AAAAAAAABOU/XLArvOuLwvU/s72-c/LGIM0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11726038.post-1134197708898343443</id><published>2008-12-26T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:16:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's boxing day! And I've got nothing to un-box! :D A-ha-ha-ha! The irony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gone mad with boredness too. Thank god I'm starting work today, to get things off my mind for awhile. And of course watching "Whose line is it anyway" really helps to brighten things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice episode for you guys to check out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sgoALZUY3C4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sgoALZUY3C4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x7wR_8cDcoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x7wR_8cDcoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5mrBJl0MWs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5mrBJl0MWs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days of christmas to go. And get well soon Tung! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11726038-1134197708898343443?l=boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1134197708898343443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11726038&amp;postID=1134197708898343443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1134197708898343443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11726038/posts/default/1134197708898343443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boulevardofshatteredhopes.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-boxing-day-and-ive-got-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boulevard of shattered hopes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17618852428467848196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aOuN3n1HGAI/SKW56gO8DdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/UqetvIUfUjA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
