<?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-7304975</id><updated>2011-06-22T17:58:16.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'> - things will go my way - </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113645849843845231</id><published>2006-01-05T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T18:54:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>i have    &lt;a href="http://payitforward.diary-x.com/"&gt;MOVED!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113645849843845231?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113645849843845231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113645849843845231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113645849843845231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113645849843845231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113539267332032443</id><published>2005-12-24T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:51:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>operation: koi</title><content type='html'>cool stuff. about 30 new kois arrived last sunday. this guy's actually gonna migrate to China, so it was a "gift" to my dad. yea. 2 of the fishes had this skin problem, so over the course of these few days my dad and i have been acting as fish doctors, tryin to help improve their condition. Those fishes were strugglin for dear life when i was applying potassium manganate on their wounds, that must've hurt plenty. Hope they recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a busy day. yes. OCIP bbq. Good fun. We played table tennis, as well as tennis at night under spotlights, it was quite cool. yea. played stupid games like whose line is it anyway, and erm..celebrated qibo and xue hui's b'day. cabbed back with aaron, xue, jun wei. it was the craziest cab ride i've ever had. Xue Hui was screaming, aaron was jumping in the taxi, and the taxi driver was quite shocked/bemused and was laughing at the 2 of them crazy idiots. We were having disputes over which direction to go and stuff..and xue hui and aaron just didn't wanna back down at all. We asked Xue hui to shut up, and she called us MCPs. Right. We were actually going towards hc from yio chu kang, and xue hui actually said that it'd be better if i got off first at school, before dropping aaron off who lives at lornie road. how bloody dumb is that. I got home. Turned on the comp, that's when i realised my doom arrived before schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear SAT score couldn't have been worse. My dad came out, looked at the monitor screen, and juts said, son, u have really disappointed me, with this result u can't even get into a university. yes, believe it or not, i guess i've gotta think of something crazy just to get into a university now, at least if i'm gunning for one in the states. yeah. got some feedback from consultation. some told me to take it again, some advised against it, i shall await the reply of my most trusted advisor, who's none other than my dear brother. Oh well. I couldn't sleep that night cos reality just crept in very very slowly. When i got home from the bbq i was already very tired, but somehow the entire situation just shook me outta this daydream i was having. I just couldn't believe how bloody incompetent i am. There are some crazy people who got 2330 and 2390 outta 2400. Gee, that's definitely achievable, just that i've just gotta work this lil bit harder. well yeah not just a lil bit. sucks. I couldn't sleep till 4 that night. Tears just rolled down my cheek everytime a picture of the bloody mark surfaced in my mind. The very next day i was just feeling so distraught. My dad just couldn't stop harping on the issue. Gee. Like i didn't feel bad enough already. Oh well, sometime during the day, this line from "Batman Begins". Bruce Wayne's dad tells him: "Son, do u know why we fall? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the new koi swimmin around the pond is really a sight to behold. There are now 4 yellow fishes. 4! 4! 4! yellow! there's this really nice golden yellow dude. it looks really cool man. that was seriously random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing plenty of table tennis these days as well, haven't been doing much work, but somehow, all of a sudden, i've gotten into working mode, finishing the book i'm supposed to use for book review, and begun to ask around for homework. Okay. School's starting soon, go ME! oh yes, and one final note, if anybody would like to have a haagen dazs treat please tell me asap, i've got vouchers that expire on 31 dec. Yeap. Merry Xmas to all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Dunno why i've got random ppl tagging me. That's weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113539267332032443?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113539267332032443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113539267332032443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113539267332032443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113539267332032443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/12/operation-koi.html' title='operation: koi'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113413966626782647</id><published>2005-12-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:47:46.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please be kind.</title><content type='html'>It's the second day this week i'm actually begging people to donate generously to a so-called worthy cause. yes. I shall keep this reasonably short, cos firstly it suits me, yes don't mind the pun, and i'm totally bummed out after doing about 8 hours of cip straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to rant about Singaporeans, but bearing in mind the repercussions of doing so, i thought twice about the idea and decided to dispose of it. For any details please refer to aaron's blog. I do have to speak about an incident though. On Monday morning, when i was trying to raise funds for the Home Nursing Foundation, something interesting happened. Yes. I was, in my opinion, adequately, if not excessively polite towards the lady in requesting a magnanimous donation, but she just hollered "GO AWAY!" and just trodded off. What a bummer. She was the very first lady i approached. What an awesome way to kickstart the day. Oh well. At least aaron and i did quite a good job, i think. Met a couple of ppl, IE: Jingxi, Ms Tan Jon Lin my Sec 4 teacher, and quite a few kind souls i have to say. Met a few today as well. Special thanks to all Singaporean residents/tourists who actually made a purchase from such a poor salesman, i vow to do better in the days that follow. Thanks for just making my day much better, with just a simple smile, or just little words of encouragement such as "Thank you for your time." I appreciate it, even if you responded, with a little shake of the head, or a simple thanks. At least it's better than some others who treat fundraisers as encumbents in their path or just nonexistant people. I can't thank you enough (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i've forgotten to mention, i'm actually raising funds for eldercare. If you haven't heard i'm now a Youth Challenge member, though not officially. So yeap. We are selling pens for 10 dollars, i know that's daylight robbery, but i swear that every single cent goes towards helping the elderly. So well, if you do see other youth challenge personnel please do not hesitate to walk forth and contribute. You don't have to buy a pen, just a donation of a few bucks will do. We will really appreciate it very much. Thank you. Okays, one day done, i sold 23 pens in about 9 hours i think..from 12 to 9..well i spent most of the time travelling and stuff..so yeah please don't be shocked or whatever. yes. My mum's friends helped to buy couple of the pens as well..kudos to them as well. I was only able to sell about 15 in woodlands with xue hui and der koon..got to meet charles and another aj guy..which was really cool. Thanks to both of you who were willing to part with ur 10 bucks. Awesome stuff. Anyways wish me luck in the days to come. (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm really beginning to fall in love with tennis. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeahh i've realised that Heidi "tagged" me. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the Game&lt;br /&gt;1. Post 5 weird/random things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. At the end of the quiz, list the name of 5 people&lt;br /&gt;who you want next to do this and leave a comment&lt;br /&gt;you are tagged in the tagboard and tell them to read ur blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a nihilist.&lt;br /&gt;2. I believe i have got an extremely capricious personality.&lt;br /&gt;3. I live an insipid life.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've been sick for 10 days and i believe i'm down with chicken flu. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't mind dying. really. you can kill me if u want. but i'm not gonna try to exonerate u of ur crime. I'll leave that to the judge to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the lucky five:&lt;br /&gt;Shixian Adrea Peiyin jie Peigin jie Evelyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113413966626782647?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113413966626782647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113413966626782647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113413966626782647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113413966626782647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/12/please-be-kind.html' title='please be kind.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113370390921529328</id><published>2005-12-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:45:09.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just roll in the punches.</title><content type='html'>okies yeah i know i haven't blogged in a while. sorry bout that. been sick ever since comin back from thailand, still down with flu and cough and a bit of a fever i think. Yeah and was busy preparing for SAT the whole week..so didn't have time to blog. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, shall just talk about the trip to thailand. You'll realise that this entry is gonna be quite a pompous one, cos after studyin for SATs i've obviously gotta put the new words i've learnt to good use. yeap. okays i'll be as succinct as possible. this is gonna be a long entry i feel. Anyway. yeah if u haven't heard from me the trip to thailand was awesome. It was truly a gustatory extravaganza complimented with fond memories which have become nebulous in mi dumb head. We had REALLY good food for almost every meal. well can't really expect better food than that. yeap. I shall just talk about some events that occurred. For more details please refer to Royston, or Sista Pam's blogs for more info. yeap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of teaching, something cool happened. My group was supposed to be teaching english at this secondary school. gee, to date i still have no idea what the school's called. what a disgrace. aye anyway. The students we were teaching were around our age. Some the same, some a little older, some 14, 15 years of age. yups. That morning, while everyone from the 2 classes we were supposed to teach congregated to watch a video on Singapore, showcasing Singapore's landmarks and stuff like that. yeah. It was totally boring. Even us Singaporeans couldn't stand the insipid video. However, during the course of the movie, suddenly someone threw this letter which was in the shape of a heart, with words "i love you" on it, and with the name "Sarawoot-something" just below it. hmm. it's exactly the same scenario that the teachers expected would happen in thailand and we actually sorta pre-empted it in Singapore during the pre-trip briefings. then the rest made a mountain outta a molehill outta it. they were like saying. woah. looks like Wang Hao's gonna be stuck in thailand, stuff like that. they even put the bloody letter on my back and took a pic of it. -_-" Anyway this Sarawoot person was in the other class that was taught by David, Hwee Bing, Sarah and Heidi...so i wasn't able to find out who this Sarawoot person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the course of the few days almost everyone just kept teasing me bout Sarawoot. -_-" Especially the group 1 ppl. Zzz. Oh anyway we taught em songs, like mary had a little lamb, played twister, pictionary charades and stuff like that. It was fun. haha. And Xue Hui got an admirer too. His name's New. yeah. coool name eh. he's an awesome football player. Likes Arsenal and plays like thierry henry. Xue Hui should feel honoured. I think she is. yeahh. Gee. I keep digressing. okay on the last day..David and Sarah kept telling me that i was gonna be in for a huge surprise. So well we were supposed to like give the students bookmarks as a token sorta thing..yup. And when it was Sarawoot's turn David just hollered at me and got me to go over to give Sarawoot the bookmark. When I called out Sarawoot's name..this guy(male) came up to me to collect the bookmark. and all the Singaporean "teachers" burst into laughter. rights. Anyway Xue Hui was sayin that guy's like the cutest student around anyway so i should feel happy. riiiiiight. geee. i am adamant that i will remain a homosexual for the rest of my life. i swear. yeah okay laugh all u want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we played soccer with the students on a couple of occasions. Man the thai girls are seriously intrepid man. They ain't scared of the ball at all. They can play really well. Even better than some guys from singapore i bet. The guys were damn skilful too. gee. But Aaron and I were having tonsa fun sparrin against them though. haha. Fun stuff. i scored a hat-trick on one occasion. lol. fun stuff man. Anyway we played soccer at the orphanage and the rehab centre too. yeah. we lost to the ppl at the orphanage. both teams. they were so bloody good la. passing the ball with such fluidity and aplomb. But i must say the girls Jasmine, Adrea, Yisin, Grace all did really well. Kudos to them. Played at the rehab centre. Gee i must admit. those guys who've lost their arms, have debilitated sensory systems, still play with plenty of determination. We lost to them 5-4. i missed like 3 golden chances to score. yawn. must go knock my head against the wall. gee. I must say it wasn't really a "level" playin field. There were plenty of potholes in the ground. yeah. Plenty of crazy things happened along the way anyway. Played angel-mortal game. I just made a wild guess and somehow i guessed my angel correctly. the most unlikely person. Mindy. lol. gee i rock man. hehe. Thanks to her and Adrea for gettin me a new bag (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye anyway. I was planning on talkin bout some philosophical s***. but really. i think it'd be pointless. No point tellin u bout it unless u go experience it yourself. I'll try to put it through in 3 points anyway. well i guess these experiences they're based on one very simple choice. Whether or not you want to do it. Ultimately, u make the very decision that changes the course of your life. So well, you do whatever you want with it. The door is right there for you. whether you wanna walk through it or move on to the next or skip all the other doors and walk straight towards death it's ur choice. Just that goin through these doors will most likely make u a happier person and truly understand life even more. It will, i promise, make your life much more meaningful. Secondly, as you move on in life, do take a step to just chill. Really. Like what Bernard iriterates all the time, life ain't all bout mugging. Seriously the Thai kids live in a world of their own. I've realised how diligent in whatever they do. During lessontime, they seriously don't chat or whatever...they seriously put their heart and soul into learning. And you can really see how enthusiastic they are bout learning new stuff. It warms your heart that u are really able to help them. They work hard, they play hard too. Like what i said previously, they're really good at soccer. and u see how happy they are every single day. Living their lives with no worries. They're just so gleeful to come for sch everyday. Unlike us. lol. That's my final point. There are absolutely no yardsticks for happiness. There are no prerequisites. Seriously. These kids they don't really go to a school with fantastic facilities, they aren't affluent...but for some unknown reason, they are just so jubilant and chirpy everyday! It's really amazing y'know. So why don't we try to live life like the Thai kids, live everyday as if it were your last..treat every new day with respect and joy..i'm sure rich dividends will come your way. Remember, tomorrow will be better. =) Maintain that positive attitude no matter what. Life will be a totally awesome journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113370390921529328?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113370390921529328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113370390921529328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113370390921529328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113370390921529328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-roll-in-punches.html' title='Just roll in the punches.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113205841540773686</id><published>2005-11-15T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:40:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect hat-trick.</title><content type='html'>today was kinda a dumb day. i walked by the darn security post in hc 6 times at least. went to sch to collect programme booklet for thailand, realised there were errors, went home to email it to ms lum again, went back to sch to collect my bag and left to go climbing with joan, went home den went back to sch to play soccer..and finally went home. only got home at like what 1930. and yes. i scored a perfect hat-trick today. lol. it was damn cool. i haven't been able to get any in my life before cos i've never been able to score via a header before..but today i did cos the cj ppl weren't really marking me. so yup. one left foot, one header, and one flick over the keeper with my right foot. wheee. anyways. for the last game my team lost to aiks' team 5-4. we were supposed to do pushups if we lost..but i was so in need to relieve my self (big time) that i couldn't do it. so hecked it. nobody did any pushups eventually anyway. i thought i'd be able to go home before relieving myself.. but as i was on my way down the slope from the office block..i really couldn't take it anymore. i chiong-ed down to the toilet beside the basketball courts..praying that they'd be open. if they were closed i think everything would've just come out. lol. luckily it was open. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. i'm leavin for thailand tmr. for ocip. once again i have this feeling that i'll die on this trip. oh wells. okays. everybody please take care. hurhur. i'll be back soon. i hope. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went ubin yesterday. it was fun. haha. we(kwanghan, his friend ken and i) travelled to all those ulu parts. quite cool y'know. apparently the ken guy is super crazy. i noticed some of his antics. lol. he almost died while cycling cos he was like chionging down this steep hill. kwang says that when he was young, he actually poured kerosene into the toilet bowl and threw a matchstick in. lol. and the toilet ceiling still this a black patch..somewhere above the toilet bowl. lol. i wonder what constitutes the ingredients that make up the patch. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/1600/ubin%20outing%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/320/ubin%20outing%20014.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113205841540773686?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113205841540773686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113205841540773686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113205841540773686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113205841540773686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/11/perfect-hat-trick.html' title='the perfect hat-trick.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113145336665087748</id><published>2005-11-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:36:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody save me! (hopefully it's a girl)</title><content type='html'>today was an alright day. actually it was good. i woke up at 8. disciplined enough..completed the programme booklet for ocip and sent it to alex tan to check. set off for climbing at like 9 plus with joan and aiks. i actually wore the quiksilver slippers the family gave to my b'day. super geh kiang la. those stupid slippers gimme blisters on the instep of my foot for both feet, even before i was halfway through the day. climbing was good. i sorta got back my technique..were playing with the cats..lol. they're called peanut,coconut and yin. yang passed away some time ago. the cats around there are cute man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw..went for "shopping" with the family plus brucie the shark in the afternoon. i was super late cos i couldn't walk at all with the blisters. yawn. anyway. tonsa hc ppl were in taka. the whole 72 class was there. 34 ppl were there. yeaps. anw. it was funny. it seemed like all the guys were shopping and the girls weren't gonna do so cos they didn't have the $$$. that's a first eh. yeah anyway. i wasn't planning on getting anything. we walked around orchard for like 4 hours. i was very tempted to get this super yellow adidas shirt. but well. it was kinda too loose..so didn't really like it. luckily i didn't get it. after leaving heeren we went to visitors centre where i got my vcd for thailand. it costs 22 bucks. a vcd showcasing singapore's attractions cost 22 bucks. right. quite disciplined i was. didn't buy anything. was tempted to buy new sunnies. but..nah. i like my current ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my dad's home from US now. sufferin from jet lag. dinner was super amusing. my mum suddenly told me. "hey u better watch out..don't be involved with such intense bodybuilding. so many of the bodybuilders are gays." oh man. like i've ever been involved in bodybuilding. den suddenly my dad came into the conv and said "Yeah u better be careful..u better not turn gay i tell you." omg. my parents have seriously lost their mind. argh. like i am ever gonna turn gay. seriously man. i swear i will never turn gay. oh jeez. i dunno if it's my antics or what recently. oh no. man. if they say i'm inclined to turn gay(going according to my parents' words)..den aiks is certainly more predisposed to become one more than i do man. i think he's gonna come murder me now. lol. i'd better run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113145336665087748?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113145336665087748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113145336665087748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113145336665087748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113145336665087748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/11/somebody-save-me-hopefully-its-girl.html' title='somebody save me! (hopefully it&apos;s a girl)'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113120352832427005</id><published>2005-11-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:12:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>i continue to be pissed. &lt;br /&gt;i couldn't play hotel california at all today cos i couldn't distinguish the tabs on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously sucked at guitar today. &lt;br /&gt;technique was off. way off.&lt;br /&gt;i kept playing the bloody wrong strings.&lt;br /&gt;it's probably cos i've got a swollen middle finger. i dunno how i got it too. probably from climbing last nite. &lt;br /&gt;i almost killed aik chuan twice by not locking the carribena. &lt;br /&gt;i've lost all confidence for climbing. i gotta climb more man.&lt;br /&gt;off form for soccer. just kept giving the ball away. &lt;br /&gt;but i still wanna play. (i used to be critical towards such ppl. i was thinkin..gee..this ppl really don't know they suck, do they? yeah i guess i really do suck. that's why i wanna play more)&lt;br /&gt;pissed off by people. dun wanna say who of course.&lt;br /&gt;i killed my dear acoustic fender today. my bro's so gonna kill me. the frigging knobs just fell off the guitar like nobody's business. &lt;br /&gt;i spent so much effort trying to restring it..to no avail. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;ended the day with a friggin headache. argh.&lt;br /&gt;and i still can't find my specs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113120352832427005?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113120352832427005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113120352832427005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113120352832427005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113120352832427005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113109043889849529</id><published>2005-11-04T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:48:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody hell.</title><content type='html'>man i'm damn pissed. had so many things to carry home. somehow my specs fell out from the side compartment while i was walking home. they're less than 6 months old. 120 bucks they cost. my mum's so gonna murder me. damn. damn. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113109043889849529?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113109043889849529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113109043889849529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113109043889849529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113109043889849529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/11/bloody-hell.html' title='bloody hell.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113093748317482501</id><published>2005-11-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T21:18:03.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect game</title><content type='html'>monday was quite crap really. went to get the joan's cake. in the end about less than 20 ppl turned up in school to celebrate her b'day. so basically we couldn't finish the cake. yeah. sentosa outing was cancelled cos turnup was "excellent". basically 6 of us, freddie, brucie, yueling, jx, sam lim and i went to taka seoul garden for lunch. Subsequently Zhen Rong and Sheen Mao joined us. woah..we were really crazy man..we were gorging down all types of foods, just dumping almost all types of foods on that frying thing. We even cooked ice kacang ingredients. lol. and when that happened plumes of smoke started rising and even reached the ceiling. everyone else was staring at us i tell ya. lol. it was tremendous fun. haha. we were goin bonkers in taka..think we really made a hell lot of noise there. haha. oops. hope we didnt tarnish hwachong's reputation. erm. and ours as well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for pool yesterday with aiks. was like 20 mins late. yawn. anyway i realised something quite weird. it's like when aiks is on form, i'm off, and vice-versa. haha. quite cool eh. anyway. both of us made some quite fantastic shots, but it sure couldn't match up to what i did eventually. the score was 3-1 to aiks. and aiks was like..ok..last game. After he making the break and another shot, it was my turn. he got one of each type of ball from the break though. so..basically i chose to hit stripes. and woah. i was whacking the balls down with such aplomb..aiks was seriously shocked that i was doing so well. when the table was left with like 4 balls, including the 8 ball, aiks was like..ok..u can probably beat my record and finish off the game within 4 turns. so basically, i did my best..and erm..i cleared 7 balls off the table within one turn. essentially i won the game in one turn! woohoo! truly the perfect game. haha. aiks said that even efren reyes would've been proud of that. oh wells. next time...when i'm playing pool i'd better bring a video cam along =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of school today. it was quite sad. ms esther tan's actually leaving us to go to MOE HQ. She wrote little notes for all of us. It was really sweet. haha. we managed to finish folding our 999 cranes by today and give it to her as well. i think she was really touched. haha. we took photos and stuff, and it was so fun just talking to her and all. haha. anyways..y'know in the note she wrote to me..she said i'm a "bright and positive student" and that i should " try to spread my 'coolness' " in class. lol. what 'coolness' man. haha. liang quan read my note and burst out laughing. He was like "BRIGHT? i seriously have doubts!" haha. gee. that's so damn evil la. haha. but that's characteristic of him anyway. haha. oh well. all in the good name of fun. He was quite amused by the word 'coolness' as well. he said that ms tan included the inverted commas there for a reason. riiight. aye. nvm. i shall not let her down. i shall strive for A for chem next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113093748317482501?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113093748317482501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113093748317482501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113093748317482501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113093748317482501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/11/perfect-game.html' title='the perfect game'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113068013401699799</id><published>2005-10-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:48:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good fun.</title><content type='html'>hien, jonny, aiks, cj and vincent came over to stayover last night. haha. the original plan was only to invite the first 3 to come, but well the more the merrier, so well..yeah told aiks they could come over too. darn it. spurs drew 1-1 with arsenal. bloody robinson fumbled the ball again. how nice man. spurs should have closed the game by half-time. but oh well. it wasn't as bad for me as it was for cj and aiks the 2 man u fans. they lost 4-1 to middlesbrough. lol. they almost wanted to headbutt my piano la. anyway. those crazy dudes actually ordered macs at 3am. it arrived at 4 and eventually we only slept at 4.30. almost died man. played burnout and fifa street. it was super fun la i tell ya. anyways somehow i woke up at 820 without the help of any alarm or whatever. went to wake si hien up andden went back to sleep. somehow woke up at 11 just in time to watch premiership extra. yeaps. slacked through the afternoon..continued playing burnout and fifa street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play soccer in school at like 5pm. some j2s came to play. cyan and his group of friends. man i seriously sucked for the first one and a half hour. i was mis-kicking the ball like what rio ferdinand did last night. yawn. i was trying really hard to focus..but really couldn't do it. hai. but i persevered on. i just ran for every single darn ball man. it seemed like i was able to pass and dribble well but i think i forgot to put my shooting boots on. hai. but eventually my efforts were rewarded i guess. it only happened at like 630 when it got really dark. i scored a hat-trick with my right foot and added to the total with a left foot shot. it was nice..the 3 goals i scored with my right foot all hit the exact same post as it went into the goal..and i love the goal i scored with my left foot..controlled the ball first time with my right foot and wham! straight into the bottom corner the ball went. however i scored a dumb own goal. lol. wonder how i managed to do it. i'm really feeling really tired now. ha. guess i'll go crash soon. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113068013401699799?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113068013401699799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113068013401699799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113068013401699799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113068013401699799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-fun.html' title='good fun.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113051215142396044</id><published>2005-10-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:09:11.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every new beginning is some beginning's end</title><content type='html'>today was fun. really cool. learnt plenty of stuff. ha. woke up at 7.03 i think. subconsciously i think my mum walked into my room and asked if i wanted to learn a dance or sth. lol. that was weird. but yeah. wolfed down my breakfast before leaving for sch. left home at 725. reached at 729. lol. my dad gave me a lift to the gate though. but i still had to run in to get to the central plaza just in time. maths lecture..well i duno wat to say. It's probably the last time jerry chai lectures a bunch of students like us. It was definitely the last time we were lectured by him. I must say..i didn't really like him at first..but as the months have gone by.. i've really grown to respect him a great deal. Apparently he was strongly recommended to resign..so yeah. He doesn't even know what he's gonna do at the moment. Anyway, he gave this rather "inspiring" speech. haha. as usual with that very casual tone and stuff. He was saying things like: Jerome's father once said "A person who doesn't have dreams don't have a soul." Everyone was wondering who's Jerome. Subsequently he said..Jerome's my son. lol. and well. he was saying things like we should do something for him this hols. figure out what we wanna do in life and stuff like that. figure out our dreams and what we wanna achieve in life. It was quite cool. haha. As always, and for the last time, he was going on about saving the environment and the 3Rs. He showed us these pretty cool animal planet videos. haha. He showed us this video on "why we are here". It was quite cool. I never learnt it from such a perspective..but the way things were depicted..it's posited that out of all the species of organisms that co-exist in this giant ecosystem of ours, us, humans, are probably the only ones with the capacity to protect them and to ensure that they survive. Awesome stuff eh. haha. I guess everybody in the lecture theatre will never forget him, for being such a great friend, mentor and to an extent, sage. haha. He is a really cool teacher. I remember he once said during a lecture, he said that he doesn't care whether or not students actually dye their hair or have their shirts tucked out, it only matters if they know how to give up their seat to someone who needs it on the train or something like that. haha. Rather interesting logic. He strikes me as someone who truly walks his talk and is really candid about things. He takes things in his stride and is a helluva funny dude. He really believes in what he feels and passes it on. That's what makes him one great teacher. Must be wondering why he was "strongly recommended" to resign eh. Apparently it's because his "ranking" is the lowest among all the teachers. The ranking thing is based on whether or not teachers attend flag-raising ceremonies, assemblies and stuff like that. haha. guess u know what followed. yeap. farewell to one great hc teacher. but he'll always be our friend. (= btw mr chai, i mean jerry, sorry for not diligently doing all the math tutorials. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rushed out of school after that to go to st theresa's home with cher and jiaqi to like do the video for PW. Aunt fetched us there. anw.. it was really cool..haha..we participated in the music therapy session, just played with bells and just sang along with the volunteers, and it was great just to see the geriatrics just singing along and just trying their best to work their limbs. It was awesome y'know, the feeling u get when u see a smile on their faces, just enjoying themselves, and appreciating ur efforts. I figured it's not really important that people appreciate your efforts. All you have to know is that you've done your best. That is what truly matters. Just put your heart and soul into it and things will turn out fine. It don't matter what others think, just believe in yourself and give it everything u've got. It was quite fun..haha..think i'll go help my aunt out when i'm free next time to carry out music therapy sessions in the other homes. hehe. Guess CIP hours aren't really that important. It's really the experience that counts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to school and found aiks to go play pool. Grabbed alex to go along too. We continued discussing bout jerry chai and stuff like that. were discussing bout all the office politics. shan't talk bout such sensitive issues here. yeaps. pool was alright. i was extremely fortuitous again today. what's new anyway. Rushed back to sch to go for chem lect. it was really cool. less than half the lecture theatre was full. Anyway before i could sit down and start listening to the lecturer, somehow i was drawn to what everybody was doing. haha. almost everyone was folding cranes, which we're supposed to give to ms esther tan. we're supposed to do 999 for her..cos she's leaving too. sad stuff eh. but oh well i think we're on the brink of reaching our mark! woohoo! i think we're probably left with 200 plus i think. Anyway the chem lecturer was so terrible that nobody in our class was listening..and every single person in our class was folding paper cranes! woohoo! even i(the origami dumbass) got stuck in! haha. we were having lotsa fun..haha. i had a miserable time at first..couldn't do it at all...i was kinda like making dinosaurs instead of cranes and kept requiring others to help me perform CPR on the cranes. lol. All of us were wondering what would happen if the lecturer were to find out that none of us were actually listening to him and we were all folding cranes. hahaha. oh wells. Anyway eventually i made it! i did a crane all by myself! wahhaha..and i was so proud of myself i tell ya. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artemis games day today. so yeaps initially our class didn't wanna participate in the games cos we were lacking in manpower. and i mean "man"-power. haha. freddie and others were MIA(missing-in-action). anyway we eventually made our way to LT3 for the movie monster-in-law before playing the games. on the way there..every single one of us were still folding cranes while we were walking there! lol. how cool is that! folding while walking! about 10 of us walkin and folding. what a sight to behold. hahaha. jx took a video or something. lol. Anyway the games were quite funny and we had tonsa fun laughing at all the crazy ppl like frederick. our class got 2nd eventually. and i kope-d like 7 sticks of haribo roulette. lol. that's quite crazy i know. haha. after dinner couple of us just stoned at the canteen and continued folding cranes. Shawna calls this phenomenon inertia..like once we start folding we can't stop..haha. stayed till bout 8 pm..in the meantime we were talking bout lotsa lame stuff. lol. all in all, a great day. wheee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113051215142396044?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113051215142396044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113051215142396044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113051215142396044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113051215142396044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/every-new-beginning-is-some-beginnings.html' title='every new beginning is some beginning&apos;s end'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-113032511144232354</id><published>2005-10-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:11:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prudence VS Impetuosity</title><content type='html'>Okay. got back geog. Overall B. Quite lucky actually. 69. nice number. haha. oh wells. nvm if i don't get S paper. shall buck up next year. especially for chem and math. only just managed to promote. will do for the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer last sat at some court in Ang Mo Kio. There was this "uncle" team..they were like 23 years of age. they stayed in the court for like almost 3 hours straight i think. won 16 matches in a row. all the teams about 4 or 5 were desperately trying to defeat them..but to no avail till the 16th team came along. i've never seen a team dominate a street court so much before. they were like super pro la. wah piang. now jonny calls em the "unbeatables". we aspired to be able to play to that standard. haha. fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing tennis almost everyday of the week. fun stuff really. haha. JX even lent me his old racket. He claims it's Kafelnikov's racket. He's like this retired Russian tennis player who was like quite zai previously. yeah. haha. i don't think i wanna be federer anymore. Grosjean will suffice. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-113032511144232354?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113032511144232354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=113032511144232354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113032511144232354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/113032511144232354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/prudence-vs-impetuosity.html' title='Prudence VS Impetuosity'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112955011511694973</id><published>2005-10-17T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:55:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow is t-day.</title><content type='html'>yeap. tomorrow's tuesday. it's d-day too. determines whether or not i get retained/whether or not i can take 4 subs next year. hopefully i can get an A or B for geog. that means getting promoted shouldn't be a big problem. chem/math is the deal. i just need either 45 for math or pass pretty well for chem. apparently jx claims that the mode average for chem for the entire cohort is O. uh-oh. not good. well if things turn out well, that is if i get an A for geog, pass both my chem and math, which is rather unlikely, i'll probably consider taking geog "S" for the fun of it next year. I hope i don't get a heart attack tomorrow. getting back 3 papers back to back. wish me luck. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for a B3 for GP today. I screwed up terribly man. dammit. 54 for promos. shucks. i know i definitely can do better. haii. overall mark for GP C5. Just in case u were wondering how i did it again, well i have no clue either. Somehow, my overall mark for GP turned out to be 54.5. lol. that lucky half mark once again. I love half marks man. Oh well. It's seriously time to buck up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do for the hols:&lt;br /&gt;1) Find a CCA&lt;br /&gt;2) Raise funds/prepare for Thailand OCIP&lt;br /&gt;3) Geog Project&lt;br /&gt;4) SAT 1 [1490]&lt;br /&gt;5) Find some surefire way to grow taller&lt;br /&gt;6) Hopefully be able to go Europe to ski with yanqiang&lt;br /&gt;7) Decide which University i wanna go to&lt;br /&gt;8) Read! Read more! And read even more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112955011511694973?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112955011511694973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112955011511694973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112955011511694973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112955011511694973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/tomorrow-is-t-day.html' title='tomorrow is t-day.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112946795422857520</id><published>2005-10-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:05:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1490</title><content type='html'>That's the score i hope to attain for SATs this year. Sounds out of this world to me..but well..i must really mug hard this time. Hope i can get into Berkeley/Cornell/California. I think i'm nuts. Those universities are among the top 15 in the US. *doinks* oh well. will still go for it. Hope to get a minimum of 790 for math and 700 for verbal. yeah, mon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. A brief chronicle of the week's happenings. Monday was stay at home and slack day. After going for the talk on whether or not belief in god is compatible with science, was discussing religion and all the related stuff with jocelyn yan and my dear bro through msn. I didn't know my bro was like so against religion. He claims he's someone who accepts scientific facts instead of relying on his faith. Oh well, like what jocelyn yan said, to teach his own. I realised that Ms Yan and I have plenty in common. hah. Shan't say what, but well..it was really cool to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was FOS day. Festival of Sports i mean. Aiks has been lamenting that us Singaporeans have this bad habit of using acronyms/abbreviations whenever and for whatever. Shan't talk bout the details, but achieved 63 were champions for volleyball, first runners-up for table tennis (only losing to the teachers), and second runners-up for basketball. Was supposed to play table tennis at first..but eventually let Yue Ling take my place. He did really well i must say. haha. Really cool watching everyone playing and participating in the fun. Everyone from 63 who went down to the volleyball/basketball courts were cheering so spontaneously. It was so awesome man. I think it's apt to say 63 is one of the classes in HwaChong with the best class spirit. =D =D Lost in the semifinals of basketball to 64, with the two giants chun ho and colin. hai. Victor was simply sensational, perpetually "swoosh"-ing 3-pointers. We couldn't contain the 2 giants though, and after the 2 giants in our class Yue Ling and Freddie were fouled out, it really compounded our misery even further. Hai. I'm sorry team..I gave the ball away so many times. hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, played soccer as well..first round up against 69, who i considered to be one of the favourites to win the competition. Damn. The first goal i conceded was a volley from lawrence i think. The ball just brushed past my fingers and landed up in the goal. Dammit. If my arms were like 3 cm longer i would've gotten to the ball. Urgh. The next goal i conceded was stupid. I passed the ball straight to Darrell from 69, who apparently is also in the school's soccer team, and he scored without much hesitation. Then i was really pissed with myself. Victor was really the only one in our class providing the cutting edge for offense. So i decided to get out of my goal to help him in attack. Woah. Immediately after the kickoff, after i exchanged passes with Victor, i scored with a left foot shot within like 30 seconds. However my joy was short-lived. The FOS had a new rule that goalkeepers couldn't pick up intentional backpasses with their hand. And Samuel did so. penalty. Even though i saved it, 69 kept piling on the pressure and eventually they scored another one. hai. sorry team. If i didn't concede the 2 stupid goals, we probably would've won. But oh well, had tonsa fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Wednesday there was student development programme, Royston Tan the local filmmaker came over to like showcase his work. It was quite cool. Don Richmond from Perfect 10 came over to talk to us as well. There was also a special cameo appearance by Mr Careless Whisperer, also known as Mr Patrick Khoo, yknow the guy from Singapore Idol. Yeah, guess it rings a bell. He was singing You're beautiful by James Blunt. Oh well, i shall keep the comments to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got econs papers back on friday. OMG man. For those who haven't heard. I have exemplified the epitomy of tyco-ness. I calculated my score for my promos paper. It was 47.56. Damn. So much for studying 5 days consecutively for econs. After which Janine was passing around a class list with everyone's overall score. I noticed that my overall grade was E. I couldn't believe it. I checked my overall score for the entire year. 49.5!!!! hahahahahaha. dammit man. I don't think i can be any more fortunate for the rest of my life. I think it's safe to say i will be promoted, considering Geog should be no problem if i wanna get a pass. Oh wells. I'll keep my hopes up, but i'll prepare for the worst. GP tomorrow! Best of luck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was totally cool. OCIP ice-breaking session at Sentosa. Got to know almost everyone that's going already. We played some cool ice-breaking games, frisbee, which i scored the winning try ;) Then the guys and some of the girls played beach soccer. Man i didn't think it'd be soooo fun. It was so cool la. My ex-classmate from primary school, Jasmine, is still so pro in soccer. And she was in my team for both matches. And she's not even in HwaChong soccer team. They should seriously contemplate asking her to join the team man. She scored this fantabulous goal. Yknow Samuel accidentally hit the ball to her..and what she did...many guys can't even do. I think even I can't do it. She just chipped the ball, it went over Samuel's head, into the top corner of the goal. like how zai la. Anyway i formed a formidable attacking partnership with Jasmine, and another guy from 79, coincidentally his name's Royston too. Among us we scored 5 goals..and i think i made like 4 or 5 assists ;) My foot's laced with lacerations now though. =( Anyway after that we played volleyball, it was really fun too. haha. Tried to spike a few times. but failed horribly. Oh well. Just kept trying. But still failed. whoopsie daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Harbour Front food court with Royston, Aaron Aubrey(audrey), Bernard, David, Adrea, Mr Tan, Heidi and Cheng Ying. The 4 of us, Royston, Aubrey, Bernard and I were sitting at a separate table just talking bout lame stuff and just crapping. It's so cool la. First day knowing each other and we've formed our own crapping group. Can't wait to go Thailand now. hehe. Got tonsa stuff to prepare though. Anybody who'd like to donate some money to the orphanages pls step right up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I'll be like a co-dj for HwaChong Open House this coming friday! DO COME!!! hehe..so yeah if u've got any suggestions for a cool dj name feel free to do so on the tagboard there! Thanks! Seeya on Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112946795422857520?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112946795422857520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112946795422857520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112946795422857520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112946795422857520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/1490_16.html' title='1490'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112886825552336717</id><published>2005-10-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:32:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Wherever you are - Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>Maybe we're all different&lt;br /&gt;But we're still the same&lt;br /&gt;We all got the blood of Eden running through our veins&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it's hard for you to see&lt;br /&gt;You're caught between just who you are and who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel alone and lost and need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Remember every new beginning is some beginning's end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;That right here, right now you're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody's in and you're left out&lt;br /&gt;And you feel you're drowning in the shadow of a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a miracle in their own way&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to yourself, not what other people say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it seems you're lost, alone and feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;Remember, everybody's different; just take a look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now you're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Be who you want to be, be who you are&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a hero, everyone's a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want to give up and your heart's about to break&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you're perfect; God's makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now you're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;(I say welcome) Welcome to wherever you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112886825552336717?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112886825552336717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112886825552336717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112886825552336717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112886825552336717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/welcome-to-wherever-you-are-bon-jovi.html' title='Welcome to Wherever you are - Bon Jovi'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112873117757986323</id><published>2005-10-08T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:26:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hsien ron rocks.</title><content type='html'>oh yes, promos are finally over. After an absolutely dreadful week, am i relieved that everything's done and dusted. Shan't talk about it. there's still this chance that i may get retained. I just hope i can get A for geog. I'll be over the moon i tell ya. and if i beat shawna woah i tell ya..i think i MAY treat half the world to a meal =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun, fun, more fun, and fun. Being the welfare rep of the class, I finaly decided to plan somethin for the class. Came up with this "class outing" at the very last minute on thurs nite. It was a rather unorthodox one, just got random people to go to school to train for Festival of Sports. Think i just phoned like 1/4 of the people in the class, but i think everyone turned up yesterday except for 1 or 2 and plus the historians who were gonna have their paper in the afternoon. Awesome turnup i'll say. haha. Yueling trespassed my house early at 7.30 to type his EoM. After which, we made our way to sch for football. Oh yes, talkin bout football, watched "goal!" on thurs. It's alright, but don't expect too much, especially all those avid footballers like moi, just watch it for the fun of it. Think it's still worth the money. I think the main actor Santiago Munez looks like my bro =p okay wait. This means that my bro's looks range in between Orlando bloom and this guy. ha. Okay, enough of digressin. Anyways, we had tonsa fun playing soccer at the bball court cos we were chased off by "wang" my ex-coach. Yeah, sounds weird i noe. So we played soccer, floorball, netball, basketball, volleyball within 4 hours. I almost died after that i tell ya. Oh yes, somethin interesting happened. Somehow i kicked the ball onto the roof of the pe office. lol. So freddie and i decided to climb up there to get the ball. Man it was so fun i tell ya, haha..i think i'm gonna kick my ball up there more times in future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 1230, joan and i made our way down to climbadventure. Met Hsien Ron and Jeremy. Apparently Jonny says they're gay partners. hmm. rights. I think i shouldn't have said that. But it wasn't so bad..the two of em were hilarious. I was in hysterics for most of the afternoon. I had lost all my climbin techniques. sucks, i tell ya. Didn't feel very good except for the fact that i did 2 6A routes. yays stuff. i'm catching up wif aiks. Jeremy's like so damn pro la..he's light..like 45 kg. and he's so strong. I realised the two of us started climbin at about the same time..and i think we're about the same standard. haha. I think his height's the only disadvantage. Shan't be evil, but it's true. Oh wells. Anyway we decided to have this speed climbing competition at the ramp. First up, Jeremy and I. We had 3 attempts at the wall. For each time for the first 4 metres or so, we were like neck to neck, but after that it's like he suddenly rocketed into the sky and touched the final tile! He's got a fantastic spring in his leg! Oh man, i felt terrible that i lost to him all 3 times. yawn. I kept slipping on the tiles. I think i was too concerned with him instead of concentrating on climbing well. But i don't mind losin to him, i think he's got great potential to be a fantastic climber in future. Ah well, it's just speed climbin. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway next up, joan and hsien ron. lol. hsien ron was having a bad time the whole week. Fallin down like about 2 times each day or something. Apparently lady luck still doesn't like him. I was like "hey, if u lose to a girl, man, will the whole world know." lol. and so he did. all 3 times. so now the world knows. hahaha. The thing is, for his first climb, there was something so crazily ludicrous that i was able to get my abs back after laulghing. I dunno if he was blind or wat, lol, when he started climbing, he was trying to grapple this yellow "tile" he was like grabbing it with both hands, but was wondering how come he couldn't get a hold on it, then after that he realised that it wasn't a tile. It was just a hole in the wall. LOL. And he was trying to grab it for like 10 secs at least. LOL. The three of us just laughed till we couldn't take it anymore. lol. After that we were tired, and hsien was looking forward to dinner so we left. As we left from the back door, when i opened the door, Hsien ron suddenly said "S***!" He lifted up his shirt and his harness was still on him! LOL. I almost collapsed on the floor! All the malays at the area started glaring at him. ahhaha. and his face was crimson red. lol. To think he was gonna steal a harness. hahaha. So after he returned it, he told us, "wahlao, when i was leaving i was like thinking how come my pants so tight one, that got metal clicking when i walking..den i realised my harness was still on!" OMG. He seriously rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when u think things couldn't get worse. We went to BK for dinner. So we were talkin and talkin and stuff. den suddenly plop. Hsien ron's entire packet of fries fell to the floor. Majority of it fell on his bag, but some were on the floor. lol. Den ppl in BK started laughing. lol. den after he picked up the fries from the floor, no he didn't eat it, jeremy was like..hey still got lotsa salt on ur bag man. haha. Hsien was like.."wahlao! i was just taking a serviette from underneath the packet of fries, den the whole packet of fries just fell to the floor the next instant. LOL. After that, Jeremy and i just couldn't resist it and burst out in spasms of laughter later on. We were expecting something even better to happen. But oh well, that's all folks. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112873117757986323?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112873117757986323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112873117757986323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112873117757986323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112873117757986323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/10/hsien-ron-rocks.html' title='hsien ron rocks.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112788917271491451</id><published>2005-09-28T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:38:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will turn out fine =)</title><content type='html'>Alrights, promos in just 2 days time..i've calculated..it's approximately 203 hours till the submission of my geog paper. That is if i turn up for it. haha. Oh wells, i have to..got a daunting task at hand, i've challenged myself to achieve a score higher than shawna's for geography. Otherwise i'll have to give guo wei a lunch treat. It essentially means i've gotta top the level for geog since that's what nanny always does. uh-oh. Oh well, I've done it once. Let's hope i can do it again. Wish me luck. I don't think i'll be able to finish covering everything..but i hope it suffices. I don't care, i just wanna be promoted and take 4 subs next year. Doesn't matter what grade i get for the individual subs(except for geog that is). Okies..back to muggin now..here's wishing all the luck in the world to everyone who's takin e promos in a couple of days' time. No matter where u're from, whether u've been retained or not, how old u are, whether i know u personally or not..hope u'll be able to pass with flyin colours. (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enjoy this pic that i took when i woke up one fine mornin; hope it helps to calm ur nerves and soothe ur mind. Don't stress yourself out..and most importantly get plenty of sleep. and for all soccer maniacs out there don't neglect ur daily dose of football. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/1600/Picture%200472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/320/Picture%200472.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112788917271491451?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112788917271491451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112788917271491451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112788917271491451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112788917271491451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/everything-will-turn-out-fine.html' title='Everything will turn out fine =)'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112730296686524780</id><published>2005-09-21T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:50:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My momma's crazy!</title><content type='html'>yawnz. my dad's pms-ing again. and it's terrible. it occurs more often to him than to women. that speaks alot. okies. shan't talk bout unhappy stuff. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. hmm sch today was quite alright i guess. came home, played some virtual football, then after that let my feet do the talking with real football. I love jugglin the ball now. managed to keep the ball in the air and like kickin/chestin/headin it 40 times at least. hope i can reach 100 by the end of the month. but obviously there are more important things to contend with. Promos! urgh. okie i said i won't talk bout unhappy stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,went for a haircut at crown after that cos initially i wanted to go for it right after school, but the place was closed, and the hairstylist, i assume, said she'd be back by 330. so yeah i arrived at about 1820. Must be wondering i don't have much hair to remove since i only just shaved my head 1 month ago eh. Oh wells, just went to trim the sides and the back cos my sideburns were getting real long and getting on my back. erm yeah, u get what i mean. Anyway the auntie was so nice, she said i needn't need to pay for the haircut! Wheeeeee~ cos she said she barely did anything..so i managed to receive a complimentary haircut! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes finally, the crazy momma part. My mum fetched me home from crown on her way home. When i got off the car and was about to take off my slippers, i suddenly received a message. i was wondering..who'd sms me at this time of the day. So well i checked it out. i realised it was from MY MUM. and the message was, in chinese: "why did ya go for a haircut at such a late hour?" I was thinking, man must be singtel that screwed up and the message got to me 15 mins late. i checked the time the message came in. 1842. i checked the time on my hp. 1842. i turned around and looked at my mum who was still in the car. i was like "why in great heavens did u send that message?" she was like "oh..i wanted to send it earlier but wasn't able to finish typing the message.. and since i only had 1 character left to type ..i might as well type in that character and send the message." -_-||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just to show yall the cool quiksilver slippers e family got me for my b'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/1600/Picture%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/320/Picture%20042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112730296686524780?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112730296686524780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112730296686524780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112730296686524780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112730296686524780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-mommas-crazy.html' title='My momma&apos;s crazy!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112661494480610088</id><published>2005-09-13T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:05:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/1600/4g31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1057/443/320/4g31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, things may not make sense to you. Sometimes, even doing your utmost best doesn't suffice. But don't lose heart, cos something better may be in store for you. Just keep your chin up, and be patient. You never know, something quite incredible may just take place. Be focused, have faith, be tenacious, don't ever give up, ultimately you will get what you truly deserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112661494480610088?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112661494480610088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112661494480610088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112661494480610088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112661494480610088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/patience.html' title='Patience.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112618261148950775</id><published>2005-09-08T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:30:11.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w = t-1</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, please hold your breath, while Mr Wang delivers the most monumental speech yet: "A new formula has been derived after much experimentation, and it is of utmost benefit to many. This is truly a historical find. Please do not blink as u scan through the next sentence. I have formulated a theory that proves that you can lose weight by the hour. Yes, please refer to the formula as stated above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W = weight lost(in terms of kg)&lt;br /&gt;t = time spent playing street soccer (in terms of number of hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, every mathematical equation holds certain conditions. This formula is no exception. Firstly, it maintains that the level of commitment put in by the person in question while playing street soccer has to be equal or greater than that of yours truly. Considering i'm quite slack, and usually goalkeeper, it shouldn't be too difficult to fulfill that criterion. Secondly, this equation only holds true for people who participate in street soccer per se, if you do find an activity which is more or less equivalent to the amount of effort required in street soccer, well good for you, you can apply the equation to it. Thirdly, please do not blame yours truly if the equation does not hold true for yourself. It is basically just some sort of guideline. aye. (basically t has only held true for values like 3 and 4..so yeah..u may wanna play 3 or 4 hours of soccer everytime next time). Finally, i'm glad u realised, but t doesn't hold true for the value of 1, and don't ask me why. Yes i'm sure you're like absolutely impressed by this truly amazing find. Please, do experiment with this formula and do provide me with any form of feedback, constructive that is. Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. can see how nutty i am. lalala. i'm going nuts man. seriously. i think it's because i've been eating sooooo soooooooooo much recently. Take for example i've been really pampering my taste buds with some heavenly treats. Especially at 2 free meals i've had this week. Oh, and guess what, the meals were free, it was a buffet, it was held in a ballroom in Swissotel convention centre, and the food was just...excellentos!!! Ah yes, the first time the invitation for the dinner from my mum came so late i wasn't really able to get hold of anyone to go for the meal so i went alone..i thought it'd be so darn boring and like a complete waste of time..but well i'm so darn glad i turned up! They had local delights served in buffet fashion, i.e. hainanese chicken rice, chinese carrot cake, popiah, rojak, satay..wah..mouth-watering rights. Then there was the continental buffet as well, with sichuan, western food and everything..dessert was even better. Ondeh Ondeh! hurhur. cool rights. Oh yes, and just when u thought i hadn't had enough food, i actually walked over to suntec city to find jon at the foodfair. Initially thought of grabbing something to eat, but oh well, nothing was very appealling. Rather boring it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, onto the 2nd meal, i had graciously invited jon and his neighbours to go for the lunch, but they chose to play LAN. oh c'mon, DOTA over FOOD?! FOOD as in FOOOOOOOOD. as in GOOOOD FOOOOOOD. oh wells, it's okay, he missed out on some really cool stuff again. Met him and his neighbours for soccer in the morning before going for the free lunch. soccer was really good, i've been scoring plenty lately, hehe, i'm really beginning to like this "claude makelele" role. short and black, sounds like me, but i wouldn't wanna play for chelsea. haha. and i'm not that good anyway. Oh yes, back to food, this time aiks joined me, there wasn't the local fanfare, but oh well there was still buffet, with really good food, like fried bee hoon, grilled cod and stuff, and omg..the dessert. When aiks ate it he was like "mmm..MM!" lol u should've seen it..haha..the dessert was sooooooooooo good. There was this pandan cake thing, chocolate cake with vanilla sauce, and i can't really remember the rest..but i tell ya..aiks just couldn't stop eating the dessert..i was really too full by the time i finished my share of the dessert, he still went back and chionged dessert la. nuts man. Oh yes, to quote him "For the first time i see Haagen Dazs after a meal i'm not in the least tempted to go for it." lol..the food was sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i don't think i ever explained why there were free meals eh. Cos it's like my mum was like part of the organising committee for some convention, and some crazy people asked for food to be catered for 380 people. Nutcase. Eventually i think the turnout for both times i went was less than 200. Some people even brought their whole family along, together with their maids. -_-" cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl are gonna want to murder me now. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112618261148950775?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112618261148950775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112618261148950775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112618261148950775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112618261148950775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/w-t-1.html' title='w = t-1'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112567359410020955</id><published>2005-09-02T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:06:34.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truly amazing.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. You must be wondering why i've blogged 2 entries so quick in succession. Oh well, something rather amazing happened again. But before we get to that, a "brief" update of the much less amazing happenings that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was almost late for school today cos i couldn't find my socks. I realised the pair i was looking for was yet to be washed, so had to make do with another pair. We had to relocate to one of the warm B-block classrooms cos our classroom was used for j2 prelims. GP was alright, as usual, split up into our groups and kinda did some sort of AQ practice. Even though my brain was functioning think i didn't actually do my best. Ah heckz, it's done. Econs was quite dead. just sat there and listened to eileen tan talk. Geog was dumb. Ms Li took up the role of Albus Dumbledore; like how crap is that la. den said wat the muggles were having some population crisis and us magicians were supposed to help them solve their problem even though it wasn't really our problem. sounds weird eh..since WE are the ones having a population crisis.so basically we were split up into 4 groups(the 4 houses in Hogwarts), and i was in Ravenclaw together with butler,jon li, and wee teck. So i decided to draw up a damn crap policy so i could like inject some fun into the class, writing wat encourage mudblood marriages and stuff, i thought it was quite amusing..haha. However, during the presentation, like the whole class was dead. and i mean dead as in nobody really even moved a muscle to laugh or smile except a few ppl. Yawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math test afterwards sucked, i couldn't get the equations, i was doing my sums wrongly..urgh. wasted my effort to wake up this morning to study. oh wells, just 5 percent. hai. forget it. Stayed back after sch to do the "fun" SPA exercise, den got the OCIP Thailand submission form den went down with joan to climbadventure to climb. Even though we got there at like 5 plus and ern was late, we climbed alot and i'm sooooo proud of myself la. They changed the tiles, and i did the new overhang on site(which means i didn't stop at all). It's soooo cool. den i did 2 5c routes..i virtually scaled all the walls i tried today. wahh. strong sense of accomplishment sia. Joan's like improving tremendously as well la..she did the overhang and like i think the national climbers were quite impressed with her too. Anyway i was late for dinner with PY-jie. was supposed to meet her at 8 ended up meeting her on the bus at like 8.20. almost slapped me i think. anyway i was thinking since my parents weren't at home and i didn't wanna eat alone at home might as well get her out for dinner since she was still studying in school. so we went to Cheong Chin Nam to eat. Talked bout NZ people, religious stuff and all. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, ah, this is where the cool part begins..we were waiting for 67 to come. I could've taken either of the 961s and 171s that came earlier..but decided to be nice and take the same bus. When the bus passed by KAP bus stop, this American lady hopped on. She seemed really friendly and sat in the seat in front of us. She was so uber cool la, she sat down and started talking to us, asking us what year we were studying, what were our plans and stuff, those kinda things. Then she mentioned about her life, commenting that she was really confused as to what she was gonna do in future when she was about our age, den after she went for a seminar she realised she really loved music and loved to help people. Then she went on and said she's now a professional in music therapy and stuff, and i could see from the badge on her pinafore that she was actually some missionary from some church or something of that sort. She was really cool when talking to us and stuff like that, really candid and it's like there was no generation gap whatsoever. When she mentioned that she was actually a graduate in music therapy, I just couldn't believe it. (For those of you who dunno, i'm actually doing a project on music therapy for PW.) I didn't hesitate, i immediately told her that i was doing a project on music therapy and she was like "you're kidding!" lol. Her eyes grew so big and she gasped cos i guess she couldn't believe it as well. So she immediately passed PY and me her contact card so that u know we could like keep in contact with her. Before i could even ask, she graciously offered to help by allowing us to interview her personally! That's like uber cool right? okie if u don't think it is, then erm i've got nothing to say. Woah i couldn't believe my luck la. We've been searching for a music therapist in Singapore but like most have provided pretty negative remarks. She's pretty much the 11th-hour Samaritan. If i get an A for PW, remind me to treat her to a meal or something. The thing is she was like so jovial and open, and her willingness to help others as well as her spontaneity astounded me. It seemed as if she was sent into this world to spread joy. Seriously, the joy was contagious. I'm absolutely blown away by her magnanimous offer and her enthusiasm. It's just awesome man. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home i couldn't believe my luck, i thought i'd be knocked down by a car or something all in the good name of karma. But well obviously it didn't happen(bet some ppl must be cursing). As i was walking back home, lyrics from coldplay's song &lt;&lt;fix you&gt;&gt; rang in my head; "lights will guide you home". I kept singing that line as i followed the path shone by the streetlamps obediently mounted on the pavement. The air was misty cos it had been raining the whole day. But the lights were bright enough to bring me home in the end. Oh wells, i guess that's how life is. The road before you has been paved for you, and even though it may be dark, you've got lights to help illuminate your treacherous journey in life. These lights may come in the form of friends, amazing miracles such as what i've just encountered, or even daily happennings which you just haven't realised how important they are or how they can actually change your life. We've gotta start looking out for such things, don't wait for miracles to be created, make them happen. You never know, even the most minutest of details or most trivial of issues can change your life forever. The door is right in front of you, whether or not u want to walk through it or depends on yourself. Don't hesitate, u'll risk forfeiting opportunities. Take your chance at things and just give it a go. Something beautiful might just happen. Just do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112567359410020955?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112567359410020955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112567359410020955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112567359410020955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112567359410020955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/truly-amazing.html' title='truly amazing.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112555539140119151</id><published>2005-09-01T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T14:22:43.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen.</title><content type='html'>I hope the first thing that pops up in your mind isn't that teen magazine. That wouldn't be cool. Yep, if u still haven't realised i've turned seventeen, just one week ago on this very thursday. Thanks to all who remembered, sending me cool messages, calling me to wish me happy birthday, and most of all especially the class for making it such a magical day. Oh yes, happy birthday to jx and wen yen too, the former shares the same birthday as i, and the latter celebrated hers the following day. Kudos to lala and yuzhen for making the chocolate cake as well, even though i didn't really feel like eating it cos jx kinda added some ingredients to the cake(his saliva). Oh wells..can't blame me for not eating =p Thanks to py-jie for getting me the cake from st leaven's..can't believe i'm worth 3.20 -_- lol. Not forgetting Joan for the cool plate u gave..it was awesome man. Thanks to Ms Yan as well for wishing Jx and I happy b'day and giving us the "Yan Yan" biscuits. Pardon the pun, but that's the brand of the biscuits. Special thanks goes out to the family; Jamie(dear laopo), Gloria(laopo's laopo), Guowei(butler), as well as brush brush (dear pressie) for getting me a pair of cool quiksilver slippers for my b'day. Oh if i'm not wrong jx, wenyen and the geoggers had a share in it too, so thank yall as well. I don't think i've ever enjoyed my birthday half as much each year in the preceding 16 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU ALL! =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be wondering why i'm only bloggin about my b'day now. Actually it ain't the main reason why i've bothered to do so. As a matter of fact, what happened yesterday really made a mark on my 17-year-6-day old life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't wanna hear bout the boring happenings skip the next 3 paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day didn't really kick off well. I set the alarm to go off at like 5. But i think i subconsciously turned both the alarm clocks off. I have no idea why. But somehow i suddenly woke up after a while and realised it was 6 already. So i sprang off my bed and rushed off to my own room to start writing notes for the teachers and preparing the bottles which were meant for the teachers. Oh yes just in case u dunno, i'm sleepin in my bro's room cos the aircon there's much cooler. Reminds me of NZ when i wake up in the middle of the night and start sneezing like an epileptic patient. =) weird, i know. Anyway, back to what happened in the morning, as usual i was listening to radio and all and i managed to finish everything so i was quite impressed but i was almost late for school cos i had to pack all my stuff for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after assembly we had to go for mass dance, couldn't find a partner so like just bounced around for a while at the back, den aiks asked me to go back to tchs to see the teachers. Oh wells, so i agreed to it and met him, along with Zhao Wei and Liang Quan, and we strolled back to tchs. By the time we got there the teachers had just begun to stream into the hall. So we went to the canteen to eat first cos aiks hadn't had breakfast. Hmm. come to think of it all this seems pretty redundant. Aye nvm..i shall go on..we went to watch the tchs concert at kah kee hall, HwaChong idol was being held, and i must say tchs has got quite fantastic singers..haha..after that the 4 of us went down to the teachers and wished them happy teachers day..met all our sec 4 teachers except Mr Su who went for some teachers day forum, so it was quite cool. Anyway liang liang and i went back to hc to check out the celebrations..by then celebrations just ended. Oh wells. I heard Ms Yan and Ms Ong my gp and Geog teacher were performing and they put up one heck of a performance, especially Ms Ong, who's like so quirky and fun. haha. =( too bad i missed it. Oh wells, went to wish hc teachers a great day as well, den went back to tchs canteen to meet with tchs4g dudes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow when i got there about a bunch of 10 guys had already congregated there. Quite amazed to see them all back there, andy, sai chung, jonny, bk, cheng liang, weizhi, yingquan, kahsieng, zhenghui, si hien, guan jie. It was really cool for 4g guys to meet up again. happy people =). after having lunch we went to si hien's house for soccer..now that's where the interesting part comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 10 of us arrived at si hien's house's street court at about 12.30 i presume. So we started playing soccer till jonny's neighbours, ian, jordan, together with jordan's 2 friends arrived. Nic arrived soon after. Haven't played with him in ages. Anyway we had quite lotsa fun, even though it was scorching hot and the sun was just roasting us alive. We were all relieved when clouds started covering the sun, but it was all just temporary joy as the clouds moved away shortafter. People got real tired, trying to hide under the shade whenever possible and stuff. Oh yes, in the process Elvin(my aj orientation groupmate) and his friends arrived at the area outside the street court and started playing. It was cool to see him. haha. Anyways at around 3+ the malays came into the court(I don't mean the court per se, but they were just standing around the court). I mean they weren't like stout or gargantuan of any sorts, probably except for one guy..but it's like they certainly didn't seem to be very friendly. So well they wanted to play as the next team, and we gladly welcomed the challenge. We always fancy a good challenge don't we? =) So anyway i was getting tired so i went out to get a drink first before going back to the court. BK, guanjie, andy, nic and hien were in the court playing against the malays. They were all rather dimunitive, with the exception of one guy we refer to as Maradona. He was quite old, in his late 20s or sth i think. Anyway our team conceded a goal no thanks to dear Maradona, so well i decided to take andy's place 'cos i thought i'd be able to stop them from scoring more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, but once i got into the court, not only temperatures were high, tempers started flaring. I mean the malays were already playing very rough before i stepped into the court, but once i got in, man, it seemed as if they were trying to kill us. The instant i stepped into the court i went to challenge for the ball, and one of the malay guys just came straight into my path of run, and i got whacked in the groin. ouch. But well i played on. The Malays started to get really pissed, probably cos we were speaking Chinese and all. I must say it was really one of the best games our team has played in a very very long time. Guan jie and I were defending at the back, we probably allowed them one shot at BK, who did really well as goalkeeper i must say; and Nic and si hien were outstanding leading the attack. We were chasing every ball, we didn't give them anytime to manoevre, we played an immaculate game. Let me now elaborate on how rough the malays were. It's like when i got the ball, and they were like 2m or so away, they started running at me to challenge for the ball, after i passed the ball away, they would run into me and give me a kick in the butt or thigh with their knee or foot. That's what happened to the rest as well. The malays were really outplayed, and they were resorting to underhand means to try to win. They were complaining at every opportunity, and even though i scored a goal, they said that it was illegitimate 'cos i stepped into the semicircle. I was like 30cm away from the semicircle man. So I was like whatever, we'll score more. Man was i right. I can't remember who scored, but we eventually overhauled the deficit and in a way won 2-1. The malays were still kicking at us, using their bodies as battering rams to knock us off balance, but well it still didn't have any impact on the score. We didn't retaliate at all, I'm quite pleased that all of us were really mature with our ways and we played a fair game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everything boiled over, when i took control of the ball and started running towards the opponents' goal. I was forced towards a wider area, and suddenly those malays started throwing their bodies at me like it was a game of rugby, 1,2,3..i dunno how many times i got whacked in the kidney, back and thighs but i kept my balance and managed to get to the corner of the court. i accidentally kicked the ball out, and suddenly like 3 of them came charging at me and knocked me straight against the wall. but luckily they were rather light and it didn't really have an impact on me for the time-being. Si hien was absolutely furious, he stood up for me and confronted one of the malay dudes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hien "Hey, i don't like you to do this against my teammate!"&lt;br /&gt;Malay dude "Eh, what's wrong? i didn't even hit u, i hit him, not ur business leh!"&lt;br /&gt;Si hien "You hit my player it's my business!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly all the other malay dudes came into the frame and started to move towards si hien, with their chests protruded in adamance, and started pushing si hien away. I started to pull Si Hien away, but that wasn't enough, he was still intent on making things clear to the malays. Si hien was the one that got our team to cool down through the course of the game, but ironically he was the one that ultimately couldn't control his temper. I don't blame him for that though. I'm really thankful to have a friend like you to stand up for me, but really, it's pointless to do so. The malay kids' faces were so black, i mean not that they weren't black in the first place, but well u get what i mean, den it's like they were nonchalantly shouting at us, voicing their intent to spar with us. I mean how could they possibly win, we've got superman andy by the sidelines, Johnny Cage(tianwei) as well..who could like knock them down with the minute-est of efforts. Eventually it required Maradona to push si hien and the malays away. The group of us went to the void deck to rest. We thought everything was over. We were wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The malays stopped playing in the court, their faces blacker than ever, sauntering acrimoniously towards us with fire in their eyes. Woah. like we were terrified. Andy then commented "hey since their intention is to infuriate us, let us show them it's not working!" so he waved his hand at them, and said hi to them while wearing a wide smile on his face. Ha. not that it helped calm things down though. So well andy suggested we make our way up to sihien's house where it was safer. so we started walking up..then suddenly those stubborn malay kids started trudging towards us again..and started confronting si hien..si hien gave his apologies, in an attempt to cool things down, but the malay kids still said "sorry got no use la!" den one kid started pushing si hien away..den said "My friends all see already ah..u touched me!" Man we really didn't know what to do. I told the malay kids that it was all just a game, then one of the kids said "it's a fight la! what game!" oh man. Such unbelievable obstinance. I wonder what was going through their heads. In the end it required Maradona to start pushing all the kids away then we could make our way back to sihien's flat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when i sat down on the floor and let everything fall into place, the gravity of the situation had sunk in. I realised it was really quite a traumatising experience. I was thankful for what si hien had done, but we were like this close to getting involved in an altercation. And in such a situation, everyone loses. We probably would've been able to beat the crap out of them, but seriously what's the point right? If a melee had sparked off, i'd probably have tons more lacerations to add to my collection of wounds that had found their place all over my tanned body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such adamance. Such violent inclinations exhibited by such young kids. I wonder what the world's coming to. For god's sake, i hope somehow, something can be done to alter the situation. I don't wanna generalise based on just a single encounter, but really, if nothing's done, things will only get worse. I hope their parents do sth bout it, even though i doubt it'll bear much significance on the kids. I thought such violence would probably only be brandished abroad, in other countries, or on tv, but well i just realised that such events can happen so close to home. Forget about terrorism or whatever crimes. Gee, i think we should start from home and start from children. I think these children really need to go to school and should learn to watch their behaviour. Luckily Maradona was around today. I can't fathom what would've taken place in the case of his absence. Well at least the more mature ones know how to handle matters better, so well let's pray that these young ones will grow up faster. Let's hope they grow up the right way. Who knows what may happen otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to good things, when i got home i decided to check my weight considering i played like 4 hours of soccer straight(i know many ppl are gonna start cursing when they read this, but oh well heck it (= ). For those who dunno, i check my weight on sunday and realised i put on like wat 3 kg in 1 month? i was like wth la. So when i stepped onto the weighing machine, i realised i lost 3kg within 3 days. LOL. man i was so proud of myself. hahaha. who knows i may have lost more weight if i was involved in the melee. lol. When i got home i realised i was sunburnt all over my face, and i got very bad sock,shirt and shorts tan. But oh well, for all the soccer, it was worth it. When i went to soak myself in the swimming pool, i started getting cramps like once every minute. And it's not just cramps, they were excruciating i tell ya. thigh, calf, butt, sole. Man felt as if there was some invisible force torturing me. In the midst of one cramp, i tried to think of some nice thought that'd help distract me temporarily, and for some crazy reason i thought of soccer. lol. i'm goin bonkers. haha. i laughed at myself, and after a while the pain subsided. haha. cool stuff eh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. The year's been a really eventful one. I hope this won't not be my last entry of the year though. ha. being 17 years old has been cool. Such an experience has taught me alot. and well, call me egotistic or narcissistic(whatever makes u happy), but i think that all of us were really mature gentlemen as shown by the manner with which we handled the situation yesterday. =) Life's taught me plenty. I've learnt that we gotta accept that life's never gonna be fair, and violence never resolves matters. That, we've proven. We also gotta forgive and forget whenever possible. That, we definitely did. We've gotta move on with life no matter what happens, no matter the obstacles that stand in our way, no matter how bumpy the ride may seem. That, we did and i'm sure that's what we'll continue to do. Life's a journey we'll travel with a wide smile(the way andy does it) and a fantastic group of friends who'll always stand by us. and that's the way the cookie crumbles. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologise for the immense length of the entry and any grammatical errors committed =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112555539140119151?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112555539140119151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112555539140119151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112555539140119151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112555539140119151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/09/seventeen.html' title='seventeen.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-112217625468916146</id><published>2005-07-24T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:46:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outta the coffin</title><content type='html'>indolence got the better of me for the best part of 4 months. don't really feel like bloggin now too..i want to but there's like no motivation whatsoever..i haven't blogged in a long while, been wanting to talk bout the nz trip and all, but obviously i still haven't done so. The epitomy of procrastination - yours truly. do take a look at this though..it's sth my mum forwarded to me via email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone with kids of any age, here's some advice. Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world. Love him or hate him, he hit the nail on the head with this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping - they called it opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that in your own time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree, pass it on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this - Thank a teacher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-112217625468916146?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/112217625468916146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=112217625468916146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112217625468916146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/112217625468916146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/07/outta-coffin.html' title='outta the coffin'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-111145196983004131</id><published>2005-03-22T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T08:43:36.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NJ!!!!</title><content type='html'>wheeeeeeeees-ed.yays. coolios. haha. pretty happy now. lol. i'm quite pleasantly surprised. hmm. but wells. at least i can walk to sch tmr. rocks-ed. hahaha. oh wells. dad's gonna tell me if appeal to hc's gonna be successful later..dunno why i hope it fails..i wanna stay in nj so i can play hockey and stuff. find HC a little competitive anyway. nj's borrrrrriiing i know...but wells i'll create a life for myself there along wif my tons of other friends there...wheeeees-ed. haha. damn funny sia. dunno why set my alarm for 745..but woke up at like 7. haha. den saw 2 messages from yuan xian and shui yong telling me that posting results were out. waha.and so i went to check. lollies. pretty happy. still quite tired..but i'm like jumping around..so i can't possibly drop dead on bed again. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nutty. haha. Jeremy just told me that NJ ppl had just been dismisssed from sch during morning assembly. lol that is seriously crap man.hahahaha. i wonder why i'm going to such a crazy sch. nvm. i'm crazy so yeah nvm. Tons of ppl are ending up in aj now...wahh...weizhi tian wei thaddeus jun fan...man so many more...yikes. didn't think aj would end up wif so many ex-tchs ppl. Anyway all the best to all who've been posted to the different jcs...esp tchs ppl..it's been great knowing u guys...best of luck for ur future endeavours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. here comes the sad part. hai. i'm gonna miss 20/05 sooo bad. dammit. it's been an absolutely fantastic 3 months or so. Everyone in class is just. awesome. seriously. haii. can't bear to part wif 'em. but well. as e chinese saying goes..tian xia wu bu san zhi yan xi..guess there'll always be a time to say goodbye..haiis. =( guess some of us are going separate ways..some staying and stuff..but well wish em all e best as well...haii..gonna miss e class so much. all the stuff that we did..all e times that we spent together..ponning project work lecture as a class...going for class outings/chalets. It was all just a surreal experience. haiz. It was simply magical..every moment we spent together and stuffies. hai. gonna miss my dear clique..which comprises of all e guys in class except yu xuan...lol...j/k lar huh..out of that hong mama especially...hahaha...who's going hci..seng seng...hilarious dude man. i wish i could be as tall as him..den i can dunk..hmm...yx...wish i were as well-built as him...then nothing could stand in my way..wish i could be like charles..so i could dare to dream and hope that i could someday surpass jay chou's level of achievement..haha..shall stop dreaming now. hmm. gonna miss my dear jiang jie jie..dear piggggggg...my dear tablemates...and everyone else man. oh yeah. not to mention my good friends made in aj man...ogmates..as well as Shafiq! haha first malay dude actually become one of good friends..haha...rock on dude. i'll cya on e battleground. wahaha. jiayi too..so sad our invincible team has to be disbanded. hai. and to all who i haven't mentioned..sorry a little hyper now..so yeah..pardon me if i've forgotten to mention u and just tag yeah? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the simplistic diction and vocab used. and pls do pardon me for any errors in language/spelling. lol. can't be bothered to think now. lol. stay happy ppl (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-111145196983004131?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/111145196983004131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=111145196983004131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/111145196983004131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/111145196983004131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/03/nj.html' title='NJ!!!!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-111123074100947347</id><published>2005-03-19T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T19:19:41.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-""</title><content type='html'>dammit. i dunno why i'm so pissed man. bloody hell. some ppl can be so selfish that they only want something for themselves. They dunno wat others are going through. They have absolutely no idea. Can't they even see that ppl are already working their socks off putting in their best to help? Even when it doesn't even concern the helper in the least bit at all. Damn. Can't they even realise that ppl aren't immortals, there's a limit to what they can do. So wat's the bloody point if u keep pushing the person to his temper's limits and u're not helping in the least bit.Thing is u're pissing him off BAD. the best part is u don't even realise that he's getting pissed.And e helper has absolutely no right to "defend his rights" or even to berate e instigator in retaliation. it's absolutely ludicrous. dumb shit. seriously. and i definitely shouldn't be doing this. it's my grandmother for god's sake. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-111123074100947347?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/111123074100947347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=111123074100947347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/111123074100947347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/111123074100947347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='-_-&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110657174207451850</id><published>2005-01-24T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T21:02:22.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back - for the moment at least.</title><content type='html'>orrrriiigght...after such a loong loong loongggg hiatus..i am finally. back. haha. okie i shall not lie. But well i think it's fair to say i've been considerably busy over the past few weeks..ever since school reopened. JC life is just incredibly fun. lol. didn't think it'd be this fun...until i had a taste of it myself. I hope it lasts longer...sob sob...i'm pretty sure this honeymoon period will terminate itself in a matter of 2 months. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. To kick things off. Orientation. I'll try not to touch on too many details as i usually do. For some unknown reasons my OGL didn't call me..this wasn't the case for all of my peers..they received calls regarding which OG they were in and stuff. But nvm. Managed to find my name on the notice board on the first day and found that i was in "OYA". Oya's just the dwelling name..there are 6 dwellings in each tribe..and 6 tribes constitute the entire JC1 cohort. yup. so essentially there are 36 dwellings in the entire cohort. Orientation was amazing. to the truest sense of the word. Bear with me..it's time for name-listing. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all(in no particular order/preference)...to e 2 fantastic OGLs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veronica&lt;/strong&gt;: Man u're just the best, woman. haha. u're just so amazingly inspirational...perpetually pushin ppl to do stuff...pulling strings together...always so enthu...attempting to bring the group together...had lotsa fun at "tribal outing" too...haha..catch ya around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Liang(Boo)&lt;/strong&gt;: Just an awesome senior man. what can i say. drew me into hockey. you never fail to perk spirits of everyone up with ur lame jokes. haha. Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the gals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhen zhen&lt;/strong&gt;: hmm...didn't really talk to u much i suppose..but yeah...try to catch up with u in school whenever possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eleanor&lt;/strong&gt;: Remember that night! haha. when i was busy playing gooseberry. haha. it wasn't too difficult doing so..lol. But well i didn't really do much...dozed off most of the time. dunno wat u and elvin did ah... =p haha j/k la..had a nice time chattin and everything...take care! P.S. Dun take everything i said to heart horh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aneeta&lt;/strong&gt;: heyhey..RGS swimmer..didn't talk to u much too..guess u were quite shy eh..haha..hopefully can seeya at the next OYA outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy&lt;/strong&gt;: mi dear dance/crap partner. haha. not bad eh..u dance pretty well madamemoiselle. lol. crap alot too. and u whack ppl with very little force too leh..haha...think u haven't got good guns. lol. kkies i dun wanna be whacked again..cya soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li Jein&lt;/strong&gt;: *ahem* of Westspring sec sch ah..hahaha...forever smiling a bright smile on ur face..despite ur dimunitive figure u seem to possess massive ability in ya..haha..hope to see ya displaying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ada&lt;/strong&gt;: Gimme a reason to forget u.haha. Geez. I just couldn't believe it that day. I would never think that a petite cedarian like u would be able to cheer so loud as to drown out the sounds of an entire dwelling. I think ya run on duracell batteries. lol. ur voice never seems to go hoarse..that's just incredible. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanqi&lt;/strong&gt;: Chung Cheng gal...haha...now mi classmate sia...sorry la..i seem to take ur jovial jokes so seriously...dun mean it ya..but they came at the wrong time..so ya..dun take my comments to heart..jez chill.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haw ling/Nian Ya/Arlene/Gladys/Corine/Yvonne/Shiyun/Qiu Ting&lt;/strong&gt;: so paiseh. gotta group all of u girls together. i virtually didn't talk to you guys at all through the duration of orientation and stuff. Hopefully can get to know u guys betta! Speak up more!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuanxian&lt;/strong&gt;: the BFG. big friendly giant. you're every aspect of it. haha. oozes this gentlemanly aura wherever you go...particularly affects me..haha..quite dude..but my dear good friend/classmate/tablemate..speak up more la..haha..talk to everyone more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ee Teng&lt;/strong&gt;: Mr cheena...(as veron calls u)..haha...forever chirpy and joking...haha...had tonsa fun crapping and joking bout ppl together with the others man...catch u around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keng Hong&lt;/strong&gt;: Mr quiet..must speak up more...from tchs one leh...gotta be more spontaneous!! Speak up more!! haha..know u like chelsea...try to be more sociable la...lol...dun always so mug one...haha...gotta learn to have fun too..it's only first 3 months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carson&lt;/strong&gt;: The undisputable hunk of the group. haha. Always see that smile on ur face man..it was great fun getting to know u...talking bout pool/soccer/life..everything..and generally just crapping. haha. Great to know that u got into the soccer team..haha..hope to have a game with ya soon...Rock on! Have absolute fuN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaun&lt;/strong&gt;: potential singapore idol. haha. u've valiantly joined choir..at the expense of erm..*ur gender*? haha. geez. well the notion of a guy joinin choir is quite gay ya know. haha. oh wells shan't suan u anymore. miss all ur super uber lame jokes mr SONG en. haha. u're just uber crap. a hundred kilogrammes of crap probably. lol. j/k. stay cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenny&lt;/strong&gt;: Kenny...gotta speak up more too..even though u in trip science too doesn't mean u've gotta study 24-7..come for the OYA outing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvin&lt;/strong&gt;: Alright. haha. bout that night again. what an eventful night man...lol. kkaez shan't talk bout it. had lotsa fun playing soccer with u and ur team man..shall QIE another time!! gotta play pool with u too...noticed u were very pro the other day...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Han Wuen&lt;/strong&gt;: Malaysian scholar..unbelievably bright i presume. haha. u're taking 6 a level subjects right..if i'm not wrong..haha..oh wells...best of luck...hope u're having no trouble adapting to life in singapore..any trouble feel free to talk to anyone of us! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yick Loong&lt;/strong&gt;: leader of the group..haha..forever n2 and trying to come up with ideas to do stuff and everything..chess protege i've heard...lol...anyway..catch ya in sch...take care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i'm finally done. haha k. back to AJ. food there's really good and cheap. most of the teachers are quite crap though. lol. can't pronounce simple english words correctly..."have no assets" can be enunciated as "have no sex" riiight...but some teachers are interesting..giving away so-called "prizes and rewards". lol. Anyway. In terms of CCA still contemplatin bout it..i'm probably gonna be in hockey/wushu/astronomy and soccer and table tennis as recre ccas..cos all the training sessions don't clash.haha. hope i can handle it though. lol. probably gonna join more.hmm. ok. catch ya round. hope i blog again soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110657174207451850?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110657174207451850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110657174207451850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110657174207451850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110657174207451850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-for-moment-at-least.html' title='back - for the moment at least.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110424673930999697</id><published>2004-12-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:12:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wakeboardin rocks!</title><content type='html'>ok shall make this fast 'cos aiks is gonna drop by my house anytime soon to catch the soccer matches in a couple of erm..minutes time. yup. haha. finally he's back in the boarding sch..so i've somewhat got a pretty reliable pool partner for the remaining couple of days of the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow the holidays are about to end soon. just 5 more days. geez. ok shan't go on talkin bout those time flies and stuff. pretty pointless ain't it. but well. had tonsa fun this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hien and jonny came over to my house on sunday night to watch the premiership matches. Hien came over after i went out to watch kung fu hustle with him and ying quan. it's damn lame man. but action sequences were cool. some hilarious scenes here and there too. anw aunties came over to have popiah at my house 'cos parents are in shanghai now. it was fantastic. haha. den we watched match till like errr...3++ piang...got a fever...woke up at 9...still feeling effects of the fever...den had some porridge before waiting for my cousins to pick me up. Pretty awesome..most of my cousins are back in singapore..4 of them..that is..they're all so...big..haha..not physically. haha..but really..it was fun spending xmas with all of 'em. Anyway cousins picked me up to go wakeboarding at punggol marina. (just in case u dunno..wakeboarding is something like snowboarding just that u do it on water and u get towed by a boat. yup..sth like water-skiing) omg. it was awesome lar. it was damn cooling and stuff. Weather conditions helped.didn't rain...i didn't put on sun block 'cos my skin was getting kinda acclimatized to the weather after playing soccer almost everyday. haha. And my instructres..omg. she's this ex-tcs actress who erm acted for channel 8..she's called amanda..and i was like WTF. when i saw her. 'cos she's like so darn pretty! and i mean damn pretty!!!aahhh..she was wearing a bikini...and erm ok i think that's enough. haha. she's very well tanned and considerably well toned for a girl. but erm. she smokes like nuts. like one cigarette every hour. man. it was damn fun la wakeboarding. even though like i consumed tonsa brackish water through my nose/ears/mouth...it was scintillating man. haha.i realised it's tough even to get up. first time i was in the water i took like 5 tries to stand up...'cos i didn't really heed instructions...2nd time in the water i stood up every single time! haha..but i only lasted like 1 sec each time before falling. hais. haha. i wanna go again!!! argh! i'm gonna get ppl to go with me. probably aiks. haha.dunno why my fever subsided when i was wakeboarding. pretty weird really. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*omg. aiks just said sth real disgusting. k nvm shan't elaborate. he's bathing now.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha k moving on..played water sports again today. soccer in the rain actually. andy and angus didn't turn up...andy can be excused 'cos he got home real late the previous night..but angy..he said he was afraid he'd be struck by lightning. riiight. like he's the tallest man around. anw..we played from like 930 to 1 plus i think...we got wei quan to come and we were playing with some chinese who lived in the neighbourhood. man it was damn slippery all around the court lar i was like slipping all the time. wei quan as usual was tormenting our defence...making us run in rounds and stuff before clinically finishing off the move. haha. he's damn zai lar. he lobang-ed me like 4 times when i tried to block his shots. nothing to say. after that went with jon to play LAN at thomson plaza. saw couple of cat high debaters like kenneth and feng yao i think.ya. played with jon and his neighbours and friends...wah...dota is pretty fun...jon is damn pro...anw...when i was gonna pay for the LAN...the guy told me it was 7 bucks..i paid him 10 bucks...he gave me 7 bucks change and i just walked away! LOL! he rocks man! i think he's blinder than a blind mouse! hahaha! k that's crap. either that or his maths is just fantabulous lar. haha. i know i'm really dishonest but really. haha. please forgive me wang hao! just in case u dunno my religion is wanghao-ism. haha. nah i'm just kidding forget the last 2 sentences. haha. i hope i'll be pardoned for my sins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110424673930999697?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110424673930999697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110424673930999697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110424673930999697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110424673930999697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/12/wakeboardin-rocks.html' title='wakeboardin rocks!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110302871333784310</id><published>2004-12-14T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T20:51:53.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work!</title><content type='html'>Wow...interesting day today...it was my first day of work...thanks to andy + leonard and their connections I managed to get a part-time job. Yeah. It's like some food packaging job..we'd to put these aluminium packs of food into these erm.."Packets/boxes" and then fill some much bigger boxes with these. Gee. It isn't as easy as u think it is. Well..actually the only thing i was doing the whole day was more or less glue and paste. Sounds simple enough? think again. The tool used to apply the glue to seal off the "packet/box"..the glue gun..was some sort of device that erm...makes use of electricity to kinda melt some solid wax into liquid form...and then the gun's used to apply liquid waxon the surface required. Then the liquid wax cools and solidifies and becomes solid wax again. Yup. So it's like some sort of very strong adhesive material. Pretty interesting ya? Yeah. Hope you get the idea. Therefore the gun's like blisteringly hot. Heard from Andy that the temperature's high enough to melt a polyester. gee. The glue(wax) was really very hot..dammit..'cos i was pasting and glueing virtually the entire day...well i incidentally touched the "oh-so-very-hot" glue..and well...parts of the glue gun that one wasn't advised to touch. like the gun tip. ouch man. like really. Anyone who touched the glue/ the tip of the glue gun inadvertently or erm..with intent...kinda gave off a startling response. yup. Go figure. So yup. I had hot glue all over my fingers...got burnt on my forearm...still got glue there...I can't even remove the glue 'cos it the laceration hurts so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well...all in all it was pretty fun. I kinda glued and paste bout erm...1000+ times? haha..maebe not for both 'cos we kinda switched roles at times. mhmm. It's like my group was the only group that was working in a non-air-conditioned environment...the other 2 groups were. damn. unfair. oh yeah i forgot to mention we were split into a couple of groups...the 20+ of us...yeah...it was like 10++ peeps from chinese high..andden erm...leonard's friend..who was from chongfu primary school...got his primary schoolmates to help out at the factory..mhmm...quite a few st nick gals around...pretty ones too..hehe..kk enough bout that..i didn't ogle k...just cast a few glances...=p It was a fun day..lunch was provided...and even though we couldn't really sit down and perform our tasks...we didn't really think bout it 'cos like so many friends were around..haha..andy..wei zhi...mi twin huang hao...and many others..like jun fan... hao quan and the list goes on...mhmm. It was cool..lunch was provided...the food was ok lar..the tofu was erm..as tough as a rock. ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to reach a quota of erm...28000  of "packets/boxes" of packaged food by friday...that's when all the food has to be sent to the container to be sent to japan...heard they packaged 3000 of them yesterday...they wanted us to do 12000 today. i doubt we were every close to attaining that target. haha...we worked overtime for like 35 minutes...but it wouldn't be taken into account 'cos it's not a full hour. haha. doesn't matter. we really made alot of ground today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ah hien's house for soccer and watch national treasure after that yesterday. Soccer was good...i particularly liked my volleying yesterday..hehe..lobbing's like so fun. haha and like we played with 4 malays..one 20year old guy and 2 kids. mhmm. very small kids.like 2 heads shorter than me..yar. go figure. den ah hien thrashed them flat despite the fact that they had nic on their team. then this chinese guy game...played for a while before we went to eat and watch national treasure. It's really good..haha...really suspenseful and stuff..kinda cliche-d lar..but the show's hilarious..haha...esp this guy called riley..nicholas cage is pretty good with instilling laughter too. haha. and diane kruger's really pretty. I didn't really understand much of the antics in the movie though...all the symbolic and history materials..quite abstract eh..ya..but really action-packed and everything..cool movie. No work tomorrow 'cos the packets/boxes haven't been printed yet. yup. work ensues on thurs..that means i can slack tmr!! Whee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110302871333784310?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110302871333784310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110302871333784310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110302871333784310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110302871333784310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/12/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110268735801736109</id><published>2004-12-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T22:43:39.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes the most real things in life can't be seen.</title><content type='html'>gee i realised how lifeless and boring my holidays are. Everyone's either overseas once,twice, thrice or even more than that; shopping till they go crazy; going on movie marathons, or having fun with some other events/activities. All I do every single day is wake up. go to the computer. play some games. watch tv. play soccer. i'm diligently following that schedule man. sianz. not going out for movies as frequently as i would like to. yawnz. Not that i love following that timetable..but it's really difficult to like come up with something fresh. I was thinkin of gettin a job...been too lackadaisical to go in search for a suitable job. So. anyone's who's got any good "lobang" to introduce do tag on my board. that is..if u think i'm competent, "up to the task"(hopefully there's no erh...physical requirement), and erm...that is if u even bother to read till this part...till this day...and u still don't suppose i'm too long-winded hence incompatible with the job...then yeah. Do tag and try to get in contact with me asap. i'm getting so bored after takin the SATs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Concise update of events that've occurred. Wednesday went off to shixian's house to play soccer. the malay "abangs" weren't there till pretty late...we were there pretty early actually...at about 9. i got there at 915...considering i woke up at 845..man...then just chiong-ed out of the house to get a cab. it was pretty good i woke up at 845...since i slept at 605 that morning. 'cos i was watchin champs league matches. fabregas. he is gonna be the archetypal midfielder in a couple of years time man. gee. He's the epitome of class! man. and he's only one year older than me. I just can't believe it. He's playing for arsenal. First team! Champions league! like wtf! okok this part's quite out of point but nvm. anyway after soccer angy came my house after lunch at hien's place. on the way to my house it was raining at intervals...really frustrating man..den from a distance angus spotted the two puppies. Those which ya know...chase people when they suddenly feel the urge to do so. so well obviously i was like "aiya heckz lar..don't tell me u're afraid of 2 puppies..." so we walked on...then suddenly the two puppies came sprinting at us at full speed...even though i felt a little uneasy about it...i continued my pace...and suddenly angus turned around and began running in the opposite direction as fast as he could. lol. the puppies begun chasing him. lol. den he started running for like 30 metres before making a U-turn and running towards me and of course the puppies followed. lol. they're pretty cute. lol. den when angus approached me the two puppies moved towards a different direction. lol. i couldn't stop laughing. lol. So. i'm livin proof that if u don't provoke a dog or make any sudden moves...nothing ominous will happen to u. haha. so next time when something chases u..don't run!!!! understand? &lt;strong&gt;DON'T RUN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BK's house yesterday while carrying a headache...went to bowl...with vincent, nic, hien, angy. wow. i achieved one of my highest scores ever. 140. pretty cool eh. haha. i know it's pretty low. haha. but well i got 4 strikes and 2 spares. pretty commendable eh? haha. anyway... after that went for lunch...den played mahjong with nic bk and his sis and hien...luck was alright i guess...won bout 3 rounds lost about 10 i think.  mhmm. my brain(while playing mahjong)'s still like pentium 1 processor...processing speed's that of the speed of a snail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents went to Penang yesterday. Don't ask me why i'm not with them. It's because i chose not to go. So of course...now i take residence in my parents' room where there's radio, tv and one huge bed. like awfully cool. watched bad boys II last nite. like absolutely awesome show man. hahahah. Just hilarious to see will smith and martin lawrence squabble their heads off...it's a bit gory...but all the action scenes and stuff are really cool. yeah. sian day today. aunt and uncle brought me to watch "the polar express" they thought it was a very poor show and that it was just a show to kinda plant the thought in children that santa does exist. Well that's rather true...but well..initially i thought it wasn't good..jon said it was good...but i didn't believe him. He thought i should've watched it with a girl. Gee i should have believed him. =p anyway...i kinda opened my heart to the show..gee it was fascinating. i was literally at the edge of my seat throughout the show..the graphics were really pretty awesome man. there were some really touching moments and stuff. The title of this blog comes from one of those quotes in the movie. Really interesting show man. If u're thinking of just relaxin and just catching a nice heartwarming movie this is definitely the show to letcha chill man. Tom Hanks was at his best once again..even though it was just his voice at work. haha. anyways. i'm off now. hopefully i can get someone to go out tmr!!! argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER! NEVER RUN AWAY FROM DOGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110268735801736109?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110268735801736109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110268735801736109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110268735801736109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110268735801736109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/12/sometimes-most-real-things-in-life.html' title='Sometimes the most real things in life can&apos;t be seen.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110234361606509265</id><published>2004-12-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:33:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True - Ryan Cabrera</title><content type='html'>I wont talk&lt;br /&gt;I wont breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wont move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I dont look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Im attached to you&lt;br /&gt;Im weak&lt;br /&gt;Its true&lt;br /&gt;Cuz im afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;Im weak&lt;br /&gt;Its true&lt;br /&gt;Im just scared to know the ending &lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go ill be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way thats true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110234361606509265?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110234361606509265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110234361606509265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. took SATs yesterday. just in case u have no idea SATs refers to (scholastic aptitude test) yeah. kind of a University admission exam. sth like that. for universities in the US. applied with bk. went there with BK. that sounded gay. right nvm. bk met like 5 of his seniors there. all of 'em chinese high peeps. i realised how many jc peeps there were. i noticed quite a few rjc guys/gals in the crowd. and damn. wat's with smu peeps and punctuality. they said the paper would begin at 8. it began at 901 for me. like wth. anyway. the SMU ppl were really ineffecient. registration was done so slowly. zzz. anyway. i was allocated an awesome room. the classroom number was "13". right. and i was allocated a fantastic seat. right in the centre of the class room and right in front. riight. i realised how many tchs peeps there were in the classroom. there was an ex-geper from tchs that sat beside me..and i realised my senior chris was in the room when we were all leaving. lol. anyway. the entire thing was really really dreary. piang. 3 hours...like 1 5 minute break and 1 1 min break...7 sections. it was really tiresome. luckily i had a pretty good sleep the previous nite. verbal was first section. i was doing it slowly..and when i had 5 questions left..the invigilator was like "put ur pencils down!" i was like WTF?! like omg... so i knew i had to improve my pace la huh. so much for not taking a time trial at home. next section was math..the entire paper encompassed 4 sections of math and 3 sections of english. it's actually 3 sections each but the extra section is supposedly not taken into consideration when accumulating the score. so yeah. anyway. for the rest of the sections i paced myself pretty well. managed to finish what i want to. left a few blanks..'cos well...u get 0 marks if u don't answer a question but u get marks deducted if u get a question wrong. so yeah. for those of u who dunno that is. anyway. overall the paper..the verbal(english) section was really tough. i mean tough. i didn't manage to finish studying the vocab list..and i was left to regret that. dammit man. it was pretty killer...the verbal section..except for certain questions. yeah. the comprehension passages were difficult too. but actually the SAT isn't too tough 'cos everything's multiple choice except for a few sections. regarding math. lol. alright lemme give u an example of a question. 3 more than a number equals to 12. what is the number? no prizes for getting it correct. lol. i won't be able to get 800 for math! argh. left one question blank. ah well. heckz. shall wait for my score to be returned. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after certain complications and all that..haha...jon, bk, vincent, nic came to my house to stayover for the night. haha. it was quite fun. lol. jon and i tried to skateboard. nic and bk tried to rollerblade. lol. after that ordered pizza..pretty reasonable this time...haha each person bout 8 bucks or so but about 4 slices for each person =). we watched the soccer matches..a soccer show called gong fu zu qiu..which was ludicrously hilarious. lol. soccer matches were quite interesting...chelsea beat magpies 4-0. awesome man. den it's like we kept switching positions...lol..there'd be someone at the com playing war 3 all the time and some others would be watching while others would be watching tv/playing ps 2. haha. den aiks came over...he delivered some *ahem* over to my house. lol. nothing explicit..but i don't wanna mention it 'cos it might incite violent protest from some people. and probably stimulate medical problems such as nosebleed.(is that a medical problem? hmm..) haha.kk nvm. wah..all of us were so fascinated by *ahem* most of us didn't watch the match anymore. i did though. hahaha. i mean. it's like we were glued to *ahem* and well..we learnt lotsa things from *ahem*. lol. damn funny..den after that some of us slept. some played ps 2 and stuff..watched soccer and all that. i tried to sleep. jon and i tried to sleep at the same time..jon fell asleep first. and OMG. he snores like -_-". totally. i couldn't sleep at all. i wonder..if he eventually gets a wife in the future...how she's gonna put up with him. like -_- man. he woke up occasionally..haha. eventually most of us slept and all that...i slept at about 5..woke up at 9 and sleepwalked for a while... =) before i went to sleept for an hour again. dammit my mum came back and started screaming her head off at me. she complained that i didn't close the main electronic gate the previous nite. hais. crap man. she didn't gimme much of a chance to explain. i can't believe it man. i know i needa do some things responsibly..i sure would..with alacrity and without reluctance..but dammit...do u think i'm not trying? hais. anyway the guys stayed for lunch and left at about 3 plus...wahlow..left me to tidy up the place sia u guys...haish. but nvm. it was fun packin up. it was an awesome stayover..haha..i hope the share my sentiments. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this long enuff jon? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ordered a frappucino!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110225332848395709?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110225332848395709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110225332848395709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110225332848395709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110225332848395709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-u-want-more.html' title='do u want more?'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110225196504280944</id><published>2004-12-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T21:06:05.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i get an encore</title><content type='html'>woah. okay okay. after such a long hiatus i decided to blog due to popular demand =). nah just kidding. don't wanna sound like someone. =p. But well..my apologies...been pretty busy lately..so yeah...roughly almost everything's done just bout now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go back 2 weeks ago. haha. class chalet. it was awesome. I shall just do a quick sum-up of the events that happened. haha. played beach soccer. which i realised is absolutely fun! totally cool..just that we kinda hit a tent pitched by malays several times and they lamented bout it...asking us to bugger off..we just moved a little further. Berkuku United's found a new prolific striker in low kee guan. haha. 5 goals. lol. it was kinda scary 'cos the ball kept landing at the shore...and the tides would move it up and down the shore. we witnessed effects of the longshore current. =) lol. had barbecue after that..a little soccer and all that. den aiks and i went to a pub to watch the man u match. he got a beer.the first of the nite. lol. soon andy hien and guo jun passed by us..and we went back to the "chalet" together. The "chalet" was quite pathetic. it was more or less a HDB flat converted into a "holiday chalet". very intelligent improvisation i have to say. well we made the most out of it. i learnt mahjong..we playing with zi chun's laptop..played cards..played with bk's ps 2...watched tv...so many interesting shows then man..anyway...back to the main topic... hien guo jun and andy went to the chalet..aiks and i stayed at the coffeeshop to watch the matches. we watched all the way till 1..from 8 to 2..pretty cool right. hahaha. 'cos the matches were broadcast fast and furious. den we went back to the chalet...slacked for a while...played cards and all that till bout 4 i think. i went for a short nap before the peeps woke me up to watch the epic encounter between real and barce at 5. awesome match. would have regretted not watchin it. after that 7 plus...we all went back to sleep..i slept till 10..den after that went biking with nic, bk, zi chun, jon and kah sieng. It was the first time nic and i were riding on the road. it was the first time i'd ridden a bike in 2 or 3 years. so well. when we started riding the bike...i was riding precariously every single second...it seemed inevitable that i would fall off and die. i almost did. at least half of it did occur.  i almost died though. so many cars on the road...piang. almost got knocked down by buses and cars man. alot of close shaves sia. we rode to pasir ris park where we met up with kai chun who was rollerblading there. wah. he was nuts. he rode on my bike using rollerblades. as in. he rode the bike with rollerblades. and he released his grip on the bike and rode the bike. piang. total lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured the paragraph was gettin too long. haha. anyway..we went to pasir ris park..ang kah sieng's bike was perpetually havin problems..so he went back to the bicycle shop or sth..anyway after that we kinda did some kiddish stuff at the park. lol. flying fox. climbing that pyramidical thingie. yeah. haha. zi chun was scaling the thing like a real pro man. he like got up to the top within bout 20 secs. yeah. the rest would vouch for it. lol .den we got dizzy and all that and rode to downtown east for lunch. en route zi chun fell off his bike..woah..scary man...i thought i would fall before him but apparently he fell off before i did. so yeah. anyway after lunch we went back...and that was when i fell...while going down a hill...piang...it's like the pavement was kinda under renovation or sth..den they were trying to make do with a makeshift bridge with this metal piece or sth...which had two ends on the pavement...and it lay above a void in the ground..wahh..then i lost my balance and fell. didn't get injured at all..but impact was pretty powerful. yeah. but well. mentally fine. so went on. later jon rode with me 'cos i was really doing bad. To quote him "It's really scary watching u bike lor" lol. i'm still alive and kickin! alright. anyway after that we had pizza. each person made 4 bucks for a piece. like wtf. man...after watching tv..mahjong and ps and all we slept..then next morning returned the bikes and went home..couple of nutcases..me nic bk ah hui and angus went back to school to play soccer..that's bout it for chalet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..9 days back. jay chou concert! wahahaha. it was amazing lar. actually went for soccer in school in the morning with aiks and the other m'sian scholars..who were going back to malaysia soon...so yeah..but it was fun..there were j2s who were ex-tchs seniors who came back to play with us. some of 'em were really good. some..haha..i dun wanna comment man.met up with nic and hien at nite..den went to indoor stadium. didn't really know how to go. but apparently there was this huge crowd of ppl who were moving in one direction so yeah..it couldn't get anymore obvious and we followed 'em luckily we managed to get there. the concert begun pretty punctually lar..much better than the linkin park concert. =p shan't go into the details..but the entire show was fatabulously absomazingly shiok lar. so many guest stars..nan quan mama..wen lan..and all that..jay's band was pretty impressive. andden the crowd was awesome..thousand of teenage gals screaming their heads off and flailing their lightsticks with limitless energy. not to mention the two dudes beside me..nic and hien..lol..who started screaming "zhou jie lun! zhou jie lun!" when the crowd was supposed to "make" jay come out. yeah. lol. i could only bother to sing jay's songs with nic and of course the thousand other fans and jay himself. Jay was showcasing his swordplay, musical talent in the aspect of piano and chinese flute and all that...andden i think also trying to promote nan quan mama..it was a very sucessful attempt at that. haha. later got lost in geylang area. gee. saw a few prostitues. eeek. okok shan't elaborate. don't ask how we got lost. we just followed the crowd. gee. and the crowd dissipated at a junction and lotsa ppl didn't know where to go. gee. so we asked for directions and got to the mrt station. hien realised there were no more trains so he joined me in my wait for a bus. the wait seemed to be endless. yeah. it was gonna be endless. the last bus had already departed. the rain started pouring. it was already 12. piang. eventually the 2 of us had to take the taxi home. =\thanks to hien's monetary subsidy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110225196504280944?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110225196504280944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110225196504280944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110225196504280944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110225196504280944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/12/can-i-get-encore.html' title='Can i get an encore'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-110087857385497324</id><published>2004-11-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T23:36:13.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FINALLY over!</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting for this day for a long long time! I finally tore my entry proof! wahaha! It feels absolutely awesome. I know i probably won't do that well for some subs. but well no point thinkin bout it anymore. Just gotta wait till next year when our results are returned. I got to make this short..'cos schedule's really tight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper today was chem. It was alright i guess. Then lotsa things happened.all of us pretty much turned nuts. I screamt " ..." I dunno wat words came out of my mouth from the side field...and like well. We all began to look like asylum patients. Yeah well. Wat to do...the o's are over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally realised how pms-ish-y guys can be. Geez. Things did NOT turn out well. First we went to coro. From hwa chu bus stop. Just one bus stop away. Don't ask why we did that. It was dumb. Then we waited for 961 to arrive to send us to queensway shopping centre. It took 25 minutes to arrive...bout there...but it was full. Riight. right to the door. So we began walking down bukit timah road. Realy crazy. Jon turned nuts. as he usually does when he get so pissed off. U won't imagine how "nuts-y" he was..unless u really know him inside out and if u were with us then. I mean like u can't stop him from keeping his mouth shut 'cos he'll shut ur mouth up first. Really. And aiks was laughing at how the entire situation turned out and he was looking at us "fags" getting so frustrated and stuff..after the o's! He found it so hilarious he began laughing like a hyena. Cheng Liang went to ying hui's house. The 6 of us waited at the bus stop for another 30 minutes before bus came. ZZZ. By the time we reached queensway it was already like 730 i think. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got a new pair of shoes. It's exactly the same pair that clement owns. Shit. but well. nvm. I'm considering switching with bk 'cos the shoe's really comfy...but the colour combi sucks. Silver and yellow can u believe it? yeah. Believe it. Ah well got a new sling bag..den after that went to ying hui's house. Total fun. We played pool. Waited one hour for 3 pizzas that were 30 minutes late. the pizza delivery guy got lost. Riight. Anyway the pizzas weren't enuff..we gorged em down before getting some "bei bei mian", after which all of us went home after trying on our new shoes. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hear i am. Just got home. Still in school u. Haha. So many things to do man. Many others are probably rejoicing that o's are over..but i still got heckloads of work to do. Hais. Still got sats to prepare for. There's even class chalet beginning tmr. 3 days 2 nights. I doubt i'm gonna sleep too. And deadline's even tighter. I sure hope it's all worth it. I know my vocab and grammar are like going down the drain but pardon me...i'm trying to rush this whole entry out after such a long period of dormance within 5 mins. so yeah. seeya when i come back from class chalet. ciaos. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-110087857385497324?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/110087857385497324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=110087857385497324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110087857385497324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/110087857385497324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-finally-over.html' title='It&apos;s FINALLY over!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109909470870954295</id><published>2004-10-30T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T08:05:08.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost done.</title><content type='html'>Just 2 more days to O's. Right. Sianz. About 21++ more days to limitless slacking. The reason why it's "++" is because I'm gonna take SAT 1 with BK on the 6th of Dec. Hais.Looks like everyone will be enjoying themselves when i've gotta mug. Probably BK has to too. But it is imperative that i do well for this test. It's kinda like the last time i'll be able to do the test. Kinda complicated. Shan't delve into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Talking bout yesterday. hmm.Dad's his usual paranoid self. He got me up at 640 am. Geez man. I only slept at 2am the previous night. Or rather. Early morning. and he just stormed into my room saying that i'm procrastinating...by not waking up early. okay. It's kind of like there's no special occasion or anything...and 640 is not considered early. Right. I set my alarm clock for 650. He made a big fuss of it as well. Whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a ride to school. Walking past the terraces i could hear Jeffrey Lim's booming voice coming from the there. He was going:" When you come back during the holidays...please don't wear sandals or slippers." I looked down...and well..figured..there's not much i can do with my present footwear..so heckz. Pray that I won't get caught or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rendezvous with BK. went to look for ang and nancy tay for recommendations. Quite alot to do other than preparation for o's now. Pengs. Talked to Ang for quite a while...He informed us of our seating arrangments for the o's. Pretty cool. Everyone in our class is taking the exam in the clock tower. 4M and N classrooms. Ang said mdm wong was insistent on coming school...but well...by direct order of the doctor...she was to remain bed-ridden(or sth along those lines) by hook or by crook..so ang's gonna continue assuming the role of 4G's form teacher. Studied with si hien in class. Soon the uncle came to clean the room and arrange the tables for the o's. We relocated to the study area. No seats at all. Met with a close shave. Tan Chee Wee caught this sec 1 dude who had invisible socks. he was right behind me. Lol. I don't suppose he managed to spot my sandals/he didn't give a damn at all. After a while we went back to classroom, uncle was still busy doing stuff. Hais. So i went to the library...placed my bag there and went to tech lab for a game of wintermaul. =p zhenghui and angus were total cheaters man. Used cheats to obtain more money and build lotsa towers. Up to level 26 the techie came in. Noticed that i was playing. But he didn't give a damn. Just asked me to shut it down. Hais. Could have won 'cos it's one of the best mazes i constructed. But well. I'll count my lucky stars considering he didn't catch me. Anyway i'm no longer part of the Chinese High. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with si hien 'cos library was closing. Right. Some staff gathering was to be held at the boarding school...so library staff were going as well. All of us went for lunch at SIM. Went back to class. those 3 notorious idiots were making a din in the classroom..so hien and i went to the staff room. study area again. 15 minutes later..this guy came to tell us the entire block was gonna be shut down 'cos of the staff gathering. Right. So the 2 of us went to 4H classroom...thinking that those 3 losers were still in class. After an hour the uncle came to lock the rooms again. Sianz. Moved to the stone tables. After doing quite alot..went to street court to meet nic. Damian, james, yu wei and couple of really crappy sec 1/2s were at the court. even though they were taller than me...they really sucked. soccer-wise. Damian talked to me for like the first time in 2 years. lol. haha. Played in his team. He was extremely amicable. I wondered why. Didn't manage to get an answer. Oh well. We played "walking soccer" again. Thrashed them flat...i only scored 2 goals despite being barefooted. heh heh. Well it was fun. Soon the ball had to go back to its owner. Nic and I went to find si hien. Suddenly the rain came pouring down. We couldn't stay at the stone tables. Sianz. So hien went to the study area and nic and I went to study at the tables nearby...'cos nic couldn't go into the staff room. After a while all of us went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was really irritating again at home. I was getting really tired doing chinese the whole day. He noticed me taking a nap while making a spot-check on me. He made me get up and study...while he lay on my bed and read a book. Right. I just closed my eyes, with my arm supporting the weight of my head so it wouldn't seem that obvious that i was sleeping. After a while..he came to ask me some meaning of the words. I thought it would be pretty fast. Not so. He started making me explain almost every word. Geez man. I was already physically in shatters. I couldn't think anymore. My eyelids were struggling to remain within my control. Hais. I had to put up with him. So well. Was really exasperated with him at first...then after that I got pretty darn good explaining. haha. He even mentioned that my chinese's actually pretty good. lol. Soon I heard Numb on perfect 10. (I had left the radio on) One of my all-time favourites. The lyrics began circling in my head...lol.."I'm tired of being what you want me to be..feeling so faithless..lost under the surface...i've become so numb, i can't feel you there, i've become so tired, so much more aware....and so on" lol. For some reason a smile surfaced on my face. lol. We reached the word "xin li jiao cui". I almost explained it saying it was what i felt at that point of time. lol. but i didn't. Impressed him once again. heh. another smile beamed again. Had a good time making him feel bad about mis-pronouncing some of the words there..hehehe. i'm really evil. Oh well. Talking bout evil. hah. Alright...i'm up and alive now. Back to Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to everyone taking o's! just 21 more days to freedom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109909470870954295?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109909470870954295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109909470870954295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109909470870954295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109909470870954295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-almost-done.html' title='It&apos;s almost done.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109826705855926278</id><published>2004-10-20T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T18:10:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna go nuts. I mean it. I wrote this pretty darn long entry. and i posted it. It gave me page "cannot be found". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curses. I know i've been dormant for a long time. My com went bonkers before i did. I can't access internet explorer at all. Everything is freaking lag. I restart the comp. Everything comes bombarding back. Right. and i can't even use the mouse for this com 'cos i have no idea how to get the optical mouse functioning. Dammit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time i posted an entry was after prelims. Tomorrow kinda marks the commencement of the "o" level examinations. If you disregard the normal chinese examination and english oral examination. Geez. Really doesn't feel like it's tomorrow. I'm still procrastinating and stuff. Playing soccer virtually every single day. yikes. haven't actually sat down and got myself to do something productive concerning the o's. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sow's last minute brush up for us went to play soccer with BK and angus. at court. Right. not the best of teams. But i managed to score with my left foot. what's more. with my left foot. It's improving. i think. haha. Went to eat swensens with BK and hien after that. I drank hien's soup 'cos he thought it wasn't nice. Right. I offered to pay half his fee. I had lamb chop. absolutely top class. heh. Went hien's house to read 8 days, new paper, watch mtv, soccer, play virtual soccer(fifa 2005) and real soccer(at the court). Thrashed some swiss cottage/ bukit batok people. It was what i call "walking soccer" we didn't really have to run. We had this short guy wearing man u no. 7 jersey. He's really short...but pretty darn good. haha. i mean it. His friend..who's actually taller than me..but obviously much younger, was utter crap. I asked him what he was doing just standing the wall on the other side of the court. He was grinning from ear to ear while saying "i'm waiting for the ball" hais. whatever. Si hien was on form today. i scored two only..sob sob. made couple of assists though. Si hien's goals were brilliant. lol. Throughout the course of the day while playing soccer i sustained multiple injuries. zzz. sprained my ankle. Developed this huge bruise on my shin after colliding with this hwa chu guy. got my heel rammed and now it's crimson red. and this guy was flailing his elbows wildly after i tackled him and incidentally it whacked me straight in my ribs. geez. but well. i'm still alive. Had i gone to whack rambo i think i would be dead by now. rambo kicked the ball away when he was sitting on the parapet. that loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta suspend all activities that don't concern the o's or preparation for it. I almost got run down by a motorbike today. It was a very close shave. geez. to the truest sense of the word. It's time to mug. totally. hais. Great match tomorrow morning. Think i'm gonna catch it after studying tonite. Man u had better emerge triumphant in the match against arsenal. i've got 15 bucks on the line. Nothing against arsenal fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all taking o's or major exams: all the best for the exams...and keep your cool!Best of luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all whom have completed exams: Enjoy! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109826705855926278?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109826705855926278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109826705855926278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109826705855926278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109826705855926278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/10/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109646109763133941</id><published>2004-09-29T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:33:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality check.</title><content type='html'>Prelims are over. Got back Geog paper 1 2 hours after it ended. Geez. Jackson was right. Us as adolescents really do require hard knocks to allow certain truths of reality to infiltrate some of the big heads that we have. haiz. Geog B4 already. I can't believe it. I'm somewhere among the lowest in class. Shit. I have never gotten below A for the entire year for geog. I dunno wat to do now. I was expecting geog A1. Way before the paper even came. hais. Truth's out. But seriously the harsh realities of life are pointless if repercussions don't follow. postiive ones that is. Damn. I can't expect much for SS/hist. Geez. It's time to think of what to do for the first 3 months. I doubt i can even make it into njc. hais. I can't believe it. I have been doing well consistently over the past 9 months..and people who have been way below me in terms of academia suddenly leapfrogged me. Hais. Last min work really counts. I know i didn't do enough. I knew it. Complacency was somewhat the trapdoor to downfall. I created the trapdoor and entered it myself. I have no one else to blame. There's no other alternative than to accept this and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 words...to conclude life.."&lt;strong&gt;It goes on.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109646109763133941?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109646109763133941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109646109763133941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109646109763133941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109646109763133941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/reality-check.html' title='reality check.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109602960061717539</id><published>2004-09-24T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T21:05:27.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so alive!!!!</title><content type='html'>actually not so. I'm on the verge disintegrating. Both physically and mentally. haha. but at least prelims are virtually over. keyword: virtually.  only 2 more papers to go. hehe. it's good. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shall only mention in detail bout stuff that happened today. Totally happening.i woke up at 3 to study till 7. Still didn't finish studying for chinese. Right. 6 hours was really not enough. I don't fail maths. i studied for 2 hours before sleeping. so well. Hecked it. Went to school as usual. It was ok. Had lotsa summarising to do for summary. More than usual. One question was pretty tough for the compre. And i didn't study for 3 of the cheng yu. Right. Despite spending 4 hours on 'em. Bloody hell non-stop. crapped some things out. Hope it works out well. A maths was totally happening.I THINK it's one of the easiest a math papers i've ever done. Similarly i think it's one of the easiest ang has ever set.Like totally cool. I didn't have enough time to finish the paper lar..but i screwed the matrix question 'cos i totally got the wrong order to get a finaly 1*1 matrix. ok doesn't make sense who didn't do the paper so i'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjourned to hien's house. James came. That was cool. Managed to persuade weizhi to come with us. Now comes the funny part. Si hien wanted to go get an ice cream at macs and he asked us to get in the queue for 947 at the interchange. Ok..so we did. When the bus came he still didn't arrive. So well we went first. Made a call to him. And we said bye to him via the phone. When we approached the first bus stop just outside the interchange, we noticed a very familiar figure cad in white shirt and khaki shorts. It was Si hien. Lol. He ran all the way there.his ice cream was disfigured. That's an under-statement. his ice cream was totally ruined 'cos he placed it in the plastic bag with fries. lol. So he had chocolate ice cream-fries. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the court, Noticed lotsa ppl bout 30 i guess.about 20 were from swiss cottage.hehe. the usual victims of getting suan-ed by us. lol. I decided to kick just outside the court for a while with the rest. Soon after tons of people left and there were only 3 teams left. the 7 of us, guan jie made his way down to the court after meeting ang in school. And woah. Today didn't really play well. as in. As a team really. There was this really stout indian dude. in his early 20s i think. He was at the court with his top off.revealing his really muscular body. think he attended commando training or something. He wasn't really very tall. But he was really muscular. So i commented, noticing that his calf muscles weren't really protruding that he was only strong at the top and weak at the bottom. Or something along those lines. Don't get the wrong idea. anyway. He unleashed quite a powerful shot later on. I took my sentence back. Aiight. But seriously he was acting very "faggartish" as termed by the others...he kept blowing kisses to his girlfriend who was on the other side of the parapet. man. couldn't stand it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon only 2 teams remained in the court. Us and the mafia team(well i dunno why the rest refer them as the mafia, probably because of their demeanour and stuff)! Supposedly one of the strongest teams who played at the court i think. They had the "RAJAH". I dunno if his name is Rajah or they just refer to him as king. Rajah means king in indian for those of you who are unaware. Right. So we played. Fielded(courted doesn't sound right) a more or less underdog team. haha. 'cos BK had made his way down to si hien's house. [Oh yeah not to mention he did ok while he was keeper. He managed to block a few shots. But I have to mention something. Can i say this? I suppose i can this is my blog. Hehe. i think his throwing sucks. Geez. I was standing right in the middle of the court and was trying to aim for si hien or james or nic at the extreme end of the court. I was looking at them(meaning nic or james or hien whoever was playing). And suddenly i felt the ball hit my back. WTH. right.] Back to main topic. Underdog team..didn't include the usual pro trio nic james and hien. there was me BK weizhi angus and guanjie.lol. IT was so totally cool man! BK SCORED! woohoo! wahahaha! he missed one clear-cut chance, but on another occasion i passed the ball to him and he slotted the ball through keeper's legs! actually the keeper fumbled la huh..but we'll give BK credit. He didn't stop there! he scored another 1 or 2! GREAT JOB man! Our coach/manager/assistant manager/director of football of BERKUKU UNITED(that's our official 4G class soccer team team name) was leading by example! weahahaha. Guan jie scored too. i can't rmb anyone else that scored..other than james and nic and hien i think. haha. I think we thrashed them 5-0 without reply. Haha i think they got tired too since they're much older than us and we were substituting players as well. But seriously..today...the mafia leader"the rajah" was off form. Like seriously. His usual antics weren't really that impressive. I know he could've done better. I think BK poisoned the catalyst in their team(rajah)! wahaha! totally cool man. By the way si hien did a good job of keeping. He usually screws up..as do everyone..hehe.but today he did well.except for squealing and stuff 'cos he didn't dare to save some shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paragraph's getting really long decided to start another one. pardon me this is gonna be a really long entry. hehe. Hope it's fun to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on..soon there was this pretty obese indian dude and this malay guy who joined the mafia team. this malay guy..si hien mentioned that he was some soccer coach or something. The sole achilles heel of his game was that he lacked pace i guess. Talking bout the pretty obese dude. He was actually arguing with kids AT LEAST 4 times younger than him. For god's sake. He came into the game. Geez. I don't wanna generalise. But indians playing at the court(the mafians are really rough and i mean really rough. take mi word for it.) were really rough. the guy who looked like he received commando training..james called him rambo/rambu.lol. He was supposed to "ying xiong jiu mei" after his game. The "mei" being his girlfriend admiring*pukes* him from the outside of the court. not that she was very pretty too.heh. I hope mafians don't come beat me up. They have pretty good connections eh. And every game we said that he was on a mission. To score a goal or something like that. haha. He said that we didn't play well and we were playing rough. LIKE WAT THE HELL! they were pushing and shoving us with all their might throughout the game and they dare say that we're rough! FINE! tsk tsk. "e ren xian gao zhuang" And he was a real loser la. when he was sitting on the parapet..and nic hit a ball at an opposite team member and it rebounded off his foot or something and hit "rambu" on the chest. Oh i know why they call him rambu too. 'cos his chest was so damn hairy! wahaha. K shan't be too evil. And he got pissed at nic. Ok fine. Oh by the way during the match against the mafians which lasted bout 4 hours i think..si hien was really irritating. haha. we all were actually. First he started singing da bei zhou. Then i initiated the reading of the pledge. I think the people at the court got quite pissed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the game. Everyone was on top of their game at this point of time. Everyone was playing well. Our style of playing was really relaxed. Like very cool. We took things easy. Rajah said that we were playing like robots. So we tried to act non-robotic. um yeah. We were in a way getting outplayed by the older malays and mafians. They kept passing the ball around with fantastic fluidity. Right. ok. anyway. Soon we left. Mixed feelings bout it. haha. felt like playing yet felt too shagged. Was getting cramps all over. oh did i mention i scored a goal. hehe. pretty impressive too. I got pushed down and i managed to shoot at the post and it rebounded into the goal. HEHE. allow me to raise my level of narcissism at this point of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think i need another paragraph to talk bout why we left. hehe. ok si hien was running with the ball at the corner of the court. The obese indian dude..scroll up if u've forgotten who he is. I think he took si hien's legs out. and he fell in an awkward position. He started crying out in extreme agony. or so it seemed. Right. The indian guy started trying to be sympathetic. The malay coach..the old guy asked if si hien was alright. Since he was a coach..he was a really nice guy. He helped si hien up...asked him bout his condition and stuff where it hurt and all that. STupid rambu asked us to call the ambulance. And he laughed after saying that. Right. I took si hien's arm and slowly helped him out of the court. On our way out. Si hien mumbled under his breath "I'm acting". Like woah. Ok. At first i thought si hien was playmaking when he fell down and started squealing and stuff. But it seemed so real. Geez. I think you can win an oscar for your acting man. Really impressive. Stunned all the indians. I know it hurt la huh..hope it doesn't now..haha. Try not to be so ... next time eh..and all of us chinese high peeps left the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about 6. mafians still playing at court. 4 of us shared a cab back to chinese high area. it started raining. whoops. k..so i walked home. on my way back when i was still putting up with all the cramps and all that...i got chased by 2 bloody puppies! It was raining cats and dogs and i couldn't even see clearly. Like blurred vision man. And suddenly..i heard the barks of a dog. In fact it turned out to be 2. geez they were barely 2 metres behind me! i was like WTH! wat did i do! i started running..obviously that would be a person's natural reaction right. i know that when dogs chase u u have to be calm and just stay stationary...but seriously i had no time to think. I started runnin..then i was about to slip..so i tried to maintain my balance. i stopped. lol it was damn funny. That little puppy which is actually really cute u know..skid past me 'cos the ground was really wet...LOL. it was damn funny. then after it skid past me. both of them suddenly ran back. ok the puppies were really cute man. haha. They're like so puny! I think i can grab them with one hand! haha! But it's not the first time something like this has happened. last time when zheng hui and angus came my house they were also chased by puppies. obviously the same ones. they were behind me 'cos they were walking real slowly. hah. the anti-dog talismann(me) obviously wasn't able to get away from dogs today. Right. i was really scared of deja vu 'cos my bro..when he was walking home the other time..this was at our old house...he got chased by this german shepherd. It bit him right in the a**. Yeah. He got couple of injections for it. Cool huh. =) I"m evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez my bro's made the com worse i had to close bout 40 applications before i could use the com. I can't find msn now. HE used the com to download explicit stuff. You should know wat they are. And i get popups all over. the weather channel's asking me to fill in my location details. Right. He reformatted the com..but now it's worse than before. haiz. Dunno wat to do now. Everybody has some game to play or something. I've got nothing. My com's not working games. No ps. probably that's a blessing in disguise..i can mug while everyone is studying. keyword: can. Probably i won't. i think i'll study SAT. Try to do the application essay. Sorry yanqiang. Well. Gotta put up with this at least for the moment. I think this is sufficiently long. hehe. ciaos. Enjoy the weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Football: a true underdog story! exemplified by BK a.k.a. BERKUKU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109602960061717539?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109602960061717539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109602960061717539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109602960061717539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109602960061717539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-alive.html' title='so alive!!!!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109566004069036442</id><published>2004-09-20T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T14:00:40.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so. Dead. </title><content type='html'>Just got back. Really ain't in the best of moods now. Probably the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only got 5 hours of sleep last nite. bro's friends threw a surprise party for my bro at my house. and SURPRISINGLY i heard he was the only one that didn't know bout it. geez. Was totally pissed 'cos i received so many calls while mugging for geog. then they started partying and stuff. They seriously giggled like hyenas and faggarts man. Seriously. and they were so loud i could even hear them in my room while i had my music at full blast. damn. and later i heard them hurling people into the swimming pool. Couldn't sleep at all. I almost wanted to make a police report. An anonymous one of course. But obviously i didn' muster the guts to do it. so hecked. eventually i managed to sleep. Don't ask me how. i just did. and here i am still enough vitality to make this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to study. A maths and geog today. geog was a total killer. dammit. Didn't manage to finish it again. bloody melvin chng. another massacre. geez. i mean those good ones are sure to excel lar..probably there'll be a little bit of moderation. I sure hope so. Looks like my geog a1 has gone down the drain. I was like totally drained out after getting up so early today. Wasn't any bit in the mood to do anymore stuff. I got so sian-ed. damn. Fumbled at some questions. I know i could have done better. But of course my body didn't hold out long enough. At the end of the paper i found that my bag was right beside my seat! and it was opened! i was like wtf?! no wonder png kept looking at me while he was invigilating. dammit and i only realised it after the paper. Like totally smart. Yeah i know. I dunno..seriously prelims are killing me. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home. On the way back passed by 4 construction sites. Like crap man. and there was the pungent odour of u know the white smoke that they let out of these machines that's used to exterminate mosquitoes. yeah. Crap man. I almost puked. Seriously. So many buses passed me by. In their wake they left black plumes of smoke coming straight for me. I almost didn't make the trip home. But well. I did. 'cos here i am. just 1 more week to go. Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109566004069036442?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109566004069036442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109566004069036442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109566004069036442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109566004069036442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-dead.html' title='so. Dead. '/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109540327366725740</id><published>2004-09-17T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T14:42:41.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-the terminal-</title><content type='html'>ok. Another attempt at writing a short entry after consolidation of so many events. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week kinda sucked. yeah. ok. totally. Lotsa ppl are going around saying they're screwed by prelims. I'll delegate myself to that group of people. Physics prac was a killer. I think absolutely nobody was able to finish the physics prac. So many things to execute, so little time. enough said. Starting mark 25 'cos i missed couple of questions. haiz. Chem prac was pretty good. SHOULD be able to get the a1 grade for prac. I hope. Shan't expect too much...otherwise i'd feel like shit when i get back crap results. maths and chinese yesterday. E maths...still have absolutely no idea what's "outlay". I hope i'll do well. Again shan't hope for too much. Chinese. dammit. I was so pleased with my development of the reasons for the essay that exposition of the consequences just slipped my mind. Whoops. Very big whoops. Hope for the best..but still. I won't look too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day today though. Jon's b'day. haha. met aiks and we went off to ps to meet up with jon. ivan couldn't wake up in time to join us..so only the 3 of us went to catch the terminal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's totally awesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. Never brush this movie off your to-watch-list or if you haven't..u must watch it! I think it's one of the best movies that i've watched! wahaha! The show didn't start on schedule. So aiks me and jon went over to the neighbouring cinema to try to catch man on fire at all. That cinema was totally empty! lol. but well..saw michelle chia in the same commercial twice. =_=. went back later. These two ladies(no idea how old/young they are) said that we played truant. Right. but we couldn't care less anyway. Tom Hanks is one hell of an exemplary actor. Spielberg is one absolutely amazing director! The movie was just absolutely amusing from start to end. It's really filled with everything. There's love. There's friendship. Action(more or less) haha. Comedy. haha. that's the best. I was laughing till i coughed non-stop and i think my laughter reverberated off the cinema walls and everyone could hear my spastic laughter. =) Awesome. Catherine-zeta jones is absolutely ravishing. Don't quite like the ending though. But well. Just one word to describe the movie. FANTASTIC! everyone must watch! really lifts ur spirits! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with ivan later. at yoshi. hmm. noticed quite a number of students eh. anyway. yeah. adjourned home. so here i am now blogging. Si hien and nic asked me to join 'em at their house. So here i go again. hais. I'm gonna be real tired at the end of the day. ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy b'day jon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's really weird..i thought things were all over. Apparently it's not. -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109540327366725740?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109540327366725740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109540327366725740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109540327366725740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109540327366725740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/terminal.html' title='-the terminal-'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109515994763192505</id><published>2004-09-14T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T19:05:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mayonnaise jar and coffee</title><content type='html'>When things in your life seem almost too much to&lt;br /&gt;handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough,&lt;br /&gt;remember the mayonnaise jar...and the coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had&lt;br /&gt;some items in front of him. When the class began,&lt;br /&gt;wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty&lt;br /&gt;mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf&lt;br /&gt;balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. They&lt;br /&gt;agreed that it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and&lt;br /&gt;poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the&lt;br /&gt;golf balls. He then asked the students again if the&lt;br /&gt;jar was full. They agreed it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured&lt;br /&gt;it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up&lt;br /&gt;everything else. He asked once more if the jar was&lt;br /&gt;full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from&lt;br /&gt;under the table and poured the entire contents into&lt;br /&gt;the jar, effectively filling the empty space between&lt;br /&gt;the sand. The students laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "&lt;br /&gt;I want you to recognize that this jar represents your&lt;br /&gt;life. The golf balls are the important things-your&lt;br /&gt;God, family, your children, your health, your friends,&lt;br /&gt;and your favorite passions-things that if everything&lt;br /&gt;else was lost and only they remained, your life would&lt;br /&gt;still be full. The pebbles are the other things that&lt;br /&gt;matter like your job, your house, and your car.The&lt;br /&gt;sand is everything else-the small stuff. "If you put&lt;br /&gt;the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is&lt;br /&gt;no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same&lt;br /&gt;goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy&lt;br /&gt;on the small stuff, you will never have room for the&lt;br /&gt;things that are important to you. Pay attention to the&lt;br /&gt;things that are critical to your happiness. Play with&lt;br /&gt;your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take&lt;br /&gt;your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There&lt;br /&gt;will always be time to clean the house and fix the&lt;br /&gt;disposal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of the golf balls first, the things that&lt;br /&gt;really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just&lt;br /&gt;sand." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what&lt;br /&gt;the coffee represented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just&lt;br /&gt;goes to show you that no matter how full your life may&lt;br /&gt;seem, there's always room for some coffee with a&lt;br /&gt;friend." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be more appropiate for a time like this. haha. courtesy of my aunt. Enjoy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109515994763192505?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109515994763192505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109515994763192505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109515994763192505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109515994763192505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/mayonnaise-jar-and-coffee.html' title='The mayonnaise jar and coffee'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109474515222436752</id><published>2004-09-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T23:53:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ready!</title><content type='html'>Alright. Shall keep this as concise as possible. Went over to hien's house today. Practically went out the whole day in actual fact. ok..didn't REALLY do much there. Just part of RGS paper 2 section A and a little of RGS paper 1. i know. futile attempt to spend time constructively. okies. Went down to buy some stuff at the mama shop. This malay kid there asked me if i was gonna play soccer...lol...think he knows the clique of us already. Lol. so obviously i said no. okies. So had dinner with hien later. Adjourned to orchard for tuition. 1 hour mrt ride to dhoby ghaut. I must say. The muscles or whatever they are in my buttocks weren't really pleased with the looong journey they had to endure. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met vincent later on. Tuition. okies. Just got home from there. Kinda shagged. so yeah. Tuition. As always. fun. haha. hysterical. jez one word judgemental crap. yeah. "out of this world" atmosphere. lol. Sounds "pun-y" (it means "pun") ya..so well...steven and vincent as usual the usual culprits instilling lotsa fun...and peals of laughter came along. lol. Today was especially funny. Steven was as usual. very "geh kiang"(hokien for "being a smart alec") yea. haha. Pretty cool. Pretty fun questions. intellectually stimulating. hah. ;) then well. We did a "chem experiment" we shared the cost of this coke bottle. Jiaqing had bought mentos-mint. So well. In the toilet i volunteered to just pop the little mentos pill into the coke bottle. WOAH! Totally cool man! the coke spewed out like some fountain. lol! or rather like u know in those type of fairy tales...those weird concoctions overflowing the cauldron and stuff..lol. You imagine urself. haha. Jackson(our teacher) heard our squeals(guy's squeals) erm..yeah. from the classroom. haha. So he came to stop us.lol. ya know. just dropping this one or two mentos pills in. made the contents spill out. and the coke bottle was only half full/half empty. eventually. haha.totally rocksed right. hah. they popped another few in. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the break i went to buy another bottle of coke. During the lesson i accidentally drank the wrong bottle! Right. tastes of coke. and mint. probably cocacola should improvise and come out with coke-mint. Right. Vincent said that it's some sort of the sprite-ice 7up-ice equivalent. yeah. hah. Right.didn't taste as bad as i thought it would be. Hope my digestive system works just fine in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson as usual. thought we were being immature and stuff. ok. So well...he began rattling on and on bout this social strata in society and stuff. One generation after another we're getting more and more pampered by our parents and stuff. Probably it's true. It's the first time someone ever knocked this concept of "Prospect of horrendous future generation leaders and stuff" into my mind. I finally digested it. Somehow. And subscribed to the idea. 'cos well. It's really true. And for once i think i really listened hard. He mentioned that in our generation and a couple of preceding generations..the young have been gradually losing their humility. discipline-wise...they're getting more and more out of control. That's true. he came up with this erm...proportion thing. He said that in his generation..For competition in society...3 Singaporean individuals equates to 1 Shanghai representative. It refers to some sort of productivity equation i think. yeah. (Hope i'm transmitting this well..keeping my sentences really "long" otherwise ppl will come bugging me bout 6 inch paragraphs again) And he said that since u know..somehow the standard is really degrading..the disparity in standards will only grow larger. In our generation...probably the ratio will become 5 singaporeans : 1 shanghaiese. That's why the government's so worried bout this issue right now. So yeah...i think it's really true. He says that somehow we have to take hard knocks. In order to learn from life. Probably fail our o levels. A levels. Some particular milestone. then we'll learn. Initially the spinoffs will be that the pressure will be too huge. i mean not too huge till we can't take it..but it drives us and motivates us intrinsically. That's what he pointed out in one of his examples..his friend. she failed her a levels..and as a private candidate passed it. 'cos she became really tenacious and determined to straggle up the social ladder. cool. she's now pretty high up the ladder i've heard. totally cool. So yeah. We have to organise my priorities and stuff. I need to keep this in my mind. Usually principle adhering in my mind has been "san fen zhong re du" i lose track of 'em in a while. hope this registers. it's of consummate importance. And to everyone who reads this as well. Please. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST READ THIS PARAGRAPH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. Prioritise well. lotsa peeps coming over to my house to study tmr morning. so ciao. All the best everyone. especially peeps taking prelims and o levels soon! mug hard! dun let me influence u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109474515222436752?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109474515222436752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109474515222436752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109474515222436752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109474515222436752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-not-ready.html' title='I&apos;m not ready!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109462444399239378</id><published>2004-09-08T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T09:08:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just 4 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109462444399239378?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109462444399239378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109462444399239378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109462444399239378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109462444399239378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-4-more-days.html' title='just 4 more days'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109421990374882611</id><published>2004-09-03T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:58:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 days to go</title><content type='html'>Ok this will be really short 'cos i ain't really feel like writing. Blogging has sort of turned into some sort of obligation i suppose. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sick yesterday. The usual headache+ fever. Slept till 11 and woke up to do the stupid testimonial. totally crappy man. gotta sound so egotistical and stuff. thanx to all who were online..esp andy =) anyway..managed to finish it after quite some time..then tried to do maths. Got really tired of it so i sort of boycotted a few questions. had to fake mark arh. hais. didn't have energy to do chem anymore. so slept at 330. pretty good. still managed to have 6 hours of sleep essentially yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. School today was okie i guess. Mok as usual was bringing up redundant stuff. We didn't do as well as 4H for the common tests. so she started complaining that we're supposed to be the better class. I thought there wasn't supposed to be a disparity in standards this year...regarding classes' standards? Right. Anyway. After some cleaning and taking back term progress report(at least i improved a lil) and somewhat finishing mathematics, 7 of us...the usual 5..me andy weizhi si hien along with guan jie and yingquan made our way to jurong east interchange 'cos si hien and i wanted to go check out the "creative-fest" Stuff there were really attractively priced...but damn..the mp3 player andy and i really wanted ran out of stock. 256mb 149 dollars i think. So tomorrow we're making an early trip there again tmr. haha. Went hien's house to play soccer once again. wei quan (sihien's friend) came..he's really zai. star player sia...together with si hien..not forgetting nic and guan jie...they scored many goals..si hien and wei quan...the 2 of 'em very pro. Wasn't really doing well in terms of goalkeeping today. so sorry team. then took a taxi back to hcjc bus stop with nic and guan jie where we went our separate ways. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. A short entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy and I are crazy over this song now..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So if you're lonely, you know i'm here...waiting for you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109421990374882611?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109421990374882611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109421990374882611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109421990374882611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109421990374882611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/9-days-to-go.html' title='9 days to go'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109403980702993058</id><published>2004-09-01T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:04:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days to prelims</title><content type='html'>Alright. This will be a quick entry. I hope so. never really had short and sweet entries before. Shall attempt it this time considering i've got tons of unfinished homework and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teachers' Day to everyone around the world! Actually, everyone's a teacher to me..friends...family...everyone! 'cos everyone teaches another person something at the end of every day! So everyone is a teacher to everyone, as everyone is a teacher to everyone! (that sounded quite dumb) So yup. Hope everyone enjoyed their day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Teachers' day celebration. Ortus council. Gregory leong. hmm. Need i say more. Quality of the thing obviously was pretty poor. But well. Some individual performances were really quite eye-catching. However my eyes were glued to the teachers' day cards i was writing as a form of "gift" to teachers. haha. I went back on my word. I gave a card to loke. Woah. The staff room was seriously filled with students, young and old alike. It was totally congested..the atmosphere was absolutely magnificent. I think it's only once a year that the staff room's so noisy. haha. The passageways were really congested sia. Walked to loke's cubile. Erm. no offence. But seriously. She was just marking stuff or doing something along those lines at her cubicle. Pretty lonely eh. On such a wonderful day. So well. Aiks and i we shared cards to write...and we gave her one..she was really pleased of course. =) So somehow she managed to wear a tender smile on her face. Fancy ppl from 4G getting that from her. haha. It's really pretty rare. She shook our hands in response too. hehe. and she told me NEVER to write argumentative essays again. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with terence and kenneth later to go back to nanhua..they got a cab..so i hopped into it and we made our way there. Seems like some ppl never change. Terence's still the usual lame crapper...tsk tsk. But at least nah nah's changed. haha. Seems to have become a much nicer dude. haha. After slackin around at nan hua for a while we adjourned to the ITE court. Right. Going back to primary school..instead of visiting teachers and wishing them well. We play soccer. okie..very nice of us. Soon wei jie, jun wei, kl and even fongyi came to the court. haha. He didn't return to his primary school but instead came to play soccer with us. haha. and so we played chinese high vs the rest. Obviously we thrashed them. HAHA. Terence was absolutely dumbfounded. haha. Too bad dude. But i must admit i didn't do much..except score a goal. haha. But that's better than terence. haha..but junwei fongyi and kl's performance outshone mine..so yeah...credit and merit goes to 'em! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many ppl didn't return to nh..so kl me, nahnah and terence went to west mall to have swensens for lunch. so now i'm backrupt 'cos i paid kl's share of the meal. Right. and nahnah's fish and chips and drink and ice cream cost no more than 5 bucks. =\ 'cos of this lame offer than swensens was providing. Went to hien's house..'cos i felt like playing more soccer.lol. i think i'm going nuts. on our way there..at the mrt station...there were like ambulances, SCDF vehicles and others parked along the road just below the mrt station at bukit batok. We walked to this place and we looked up at the platform. SCDF workers were pulling up a body from under the track. :S Totally freaky. Luckily i wasn't wearing specs. I saw this person(i didn't know whether it was a male or female then) being cautiously extricated out of there from some sort of stretcher. OMG. i saw the tan body skin colour and i saw this black mark than ran across the body. =\ i dared not think more of it. Geez. Scary man. So well. MRT services were suspended.I realised i saw a dead woman. Right. went to hien's house..thought they were gonna play soccer. but well. andy was already on his way home.along with huang hao my twin bro. haha. So well. was quite sad...but did play for a while before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro reformatted the comp. he totally rocks man. haha. But well. now i have trouble installing microsoft word and messenger 'cos the system says i've got limited actions to perform. Right. Ah well. guess it's some sort of a blessing in disguise. I won't be online most of the time so that'll be one distraction down the drain. At least for the moment. Abstinence(from the wrong things) is bliss. =) So well. I can't write my testimonial now as well. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hien's house again today. His house is gonna become my third house man. First is obviously my own. School's 2nd on the list. hahaha. I virtually go to his house like 3 days every week. lol. I must say. It wasn't very productive..we did couple questions of maths andden we went down to play soccer. =\ but just for one hour. 'cos wei zhi wanted to go back to do maths. hah. "pink shirt ah.." ;)  lol...we won 3 matches only lar..hien became really shagged..but he was undoubtedly on form today. Scored quite a few goals. Nic played well too. Really unfortunate. one of his shots hit the crossbar and rebounded of it and hit the other post. Right. But well. It was fun. haha. Went back to hien's house. Didn't really do much stuff. I was planning to finish english and maths at his house. but until now i still haven't finished maths paper 2. geez. Still got english to complete. Studied Chinese for a while on the way back. Still got testimonial to write. ok. Shall make just this feeble attempt to accomplish these tasks. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109403980702993058?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109403980702993058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109403980702993058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109403980702993058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109403980702993058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/09/11-days-to-prelims.html' title='11 days to prelims'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109386136697000429</id><published>2004-08-30T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T18:24:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 days more....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks asked me to go play soccer in sch..so i did..haha..sort of "trespassed" 'cos i climbed over the hcjc wall to get into school...lol...there was this bunch of bangladeshi workers who wanted to get into hcjc via the gate but it was closed who were casting curious glances at me. lol. Later i made my way to the court...and i saw them there again. lol. Simultaneously aiks arrived...and geez...we spent like 40 mins taking shots...and the hostel ppl took damn long to get to the court man...=\ geez...do all overseas scholars walk so slow? but well. Soccer was fun. hehe. Daniel was really really good...so was this darren guy from sec 3..from clement's class i think..'cos he was wearing clement's class jersey. Ok that's a pretty dumb statement. I scored a hat-trick solely with my left foot. hehe. Obviously i was really pleased with myself. ok the first one was obviously easy. Open goal 'cos the goalie was nowhere to be found as he went to make a save initially..2nd...was open..so decided to unleash a shot from the centre of the court. woah. straight down the middle. hehs. IN! haha..third one...1v1..just whacked it in. hehe. Really fun. But was really off form as keeper lar...dunno why when i'm playing well as an outfield player my performance as a keeper can't really match up to the standards of playing with just this little tinge of flambuoyance. hehe. Allow me to brag a lil more...hehe...feeling kinda egotistical...i don't usually get the chance to feel so...=] so yeah.. hehe.. oh well..i missed so many blardie one on ones with the keeper. dammit. all with my right foot. Guess it was "left foot" day. but soon i got a chance. haha. Nic passed a ball to me and but i messed up..and "ole"-ed myself..but well..i regained my composure to wriggle my way past 2 defenders(no doubt i wouldn't be able to do so without the wall) and just shot for the near post. GOAL! wahahaha...felt good man..after missing so many chances. Later was slackin 'cos we were playing in the blistering heat during noon. haha..but later aiks was like..eh last goal...too tired already..so well thoughts ran thru mi mind...obviously i wanted to score a fantastic goal to round things off...haha..but i doubted it'd happen...but well. i was wrong. haha. Well in a way per se. nic chipped a ball forward over 2 defenders and i dashed right past them and tried to control the ball with a first touch and in one fluid motion guide the ball towards the far corner of the goal. i did it! haha! "whoops. Inside the semi-circle. Goal disallowed" okie. Fine. But later darren killed off the game with a great left foot strike..."ole"-ing the keeper. hehe. Was damn shagged when i got home. Just sat down on the couch. Geez. my legs were quivering. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon i had to leave home again. For school. Watch Virgil Donati in action with aiks. WOAH. I realised how tough it is to be a drummer. and he made it seem so easy. Drumming. wth man. he's like so damn good..Doing every single thing with immaculate precision. Perfection exemplified. OMG. There simply was nothing he couldn't do. He spun the drumsticks so damn well...and the rythm was simply stunning. The pieces that he played solely with a drum kit were sensational. mind-blowing. Totally cool. The sounds of the drums reverberated off the drama centre's walls..into our ears. Absolutely music to the ears. Soon he conducted some sort of a workshop...yeah...taught ppl bout rythmic factors and fiveadiddles and paradiddles and stuff. Didn't understand a single thing bout it. but well. It was fun..he made us play to the beat. Really cool. Soon he displayed something called the "Double Stroke" or something like that. man. his feet are so damn quick! It seemed as if his legs had some sort of batteries in 'em. They moved so bloody fast it really didn't seem as if he were moving his legs. Imagine that. Totally awesome. Soon was the Q&amp;A...they were giving away drumsticks to ppl who could answer his questions correctly. yeah. Personally used by virgil donati himself. Fascinating afternoon. hah. I now realise something regarding drummers of all great bands..they're probably not that good after all. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Did some gardening. And then swam. Absolutely shagged after that man..but still went out for dinner..the usual..hah...it was pretty cold in the restaurant last nite..not 'cos of the air-con. But 'cos of the jokes dad told. Ok i'm being really evil here. =] Went home. hah. Asked my bro to play the notes that virgil gave to us. haha! he can't play it! lol..but ah well..he's being a nutcase these days. Trying to emulate professional drummers like zac hanson last time and stuff. He's trying to play foo fighters' times like these. -_-" But well. He suddenly likes classical music now. Funny eh. He listed to hard metal. Rock. Rap. Classical. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual..Monday's always as mundane as it can be. PE. slipped so mani times. hais. but well. our team still won. lol. Ang came in during recess. WOAH. maths result was like crap i heard..kee guan highest in class...76 =\ like ok. I was absolutely terrified to hear of it. Ang was asking everyone to sit with him personally and he would run through their errors with 'em. Geez. Soon it was 10.35. 5 mins more and the bell would ring. Ang said that he only had 12 papers with him left. I heard that 11 ppl in the class failed. then i told wei zhi...who had already received his script...i've only got 1/12 chance of passing the test! wth!!! Soon ang said...i only have time for one more person...and that person is wang hao! WAHAHA! how lucky can i get?! lol. 54/100. how lucky can i get. lol. ah nothing to be proud of anyway. by the way i heard that actually there were actually more ppl who passed the test among those 11 who were not selected to speak with ang. haha. Chinese test later. Was in no mood to write at all. Damn sianz. got 84 for one and 81 for the other. crap man. Guess i can't surpass the mark i achieved for my last test. :( Well well. English. What more can i expect but receive derogatory remarks from loke once again. okok..on the receiving end of the debate training and yet i can't write well. Fine fine. I'm not listening to your advice. Fine fine. I've not found my nirvana. Fine fine. Teachers' day tmr. I don't think i'll get anything for her. Fine? guess so. english was sianz. was asked to read this guy's essay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally english ended...while waiting for wong to come into class for chinese lesson couple of us in class were being really evil! hahahaha! i shan't elaborate. Shan't be bad. haha. I really need to confess! but well. I shan't.. Geez...kkk..i'll shut up =] Chi lesson. peng sianz too. Compre once again. Damn tough. but well. managed to finish it. And wong was showing us the picture that was gonna be printed in school magazine. Lol. couple of ppl looked really funny. lol...We were laughing like hyenas! haha. me included. And taking into account the previous incident of doing something evil and laughing till i coughed like crap...my stomach really hurt. lol. Wong asked some guys to stay back to film for the class video for graduation day. lol. It was damn funny. They were picking ppl to be -dots- lol. i rejected the plea of hsien ron...haha...dunno why he didn't volunteer eh. but well. aiks the cameraman volunteered himself! hahaha..later it was damn funny. I can't talk bout it online. It's really damn obscene. I volunteered to do it. I confess. haha. Hope it didn't hurt aiks! ;) anyway hsien ron was made to jump off the table and hit his head on my table..and i was supposed to like "act shocked" right. and there were so many takes 'cos hsien ron didn't do it well or he was smiling. LOL. it was really funny. The entire thing was so funny i almost puked my lunch out. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109386136697000429?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109386136697000429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109386136697000429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109386136697000429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109386136697000429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/13-days-more.html' title='13 days more....'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109370208706936929</id><published>2004-08-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T22:08:07.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 more days to go...</title><content type='html'>Damn. I was hoping to announce the victory of Blackburn Rovers over the bloody Red Devils. ok fine. 1-1. Smith scored! wahaha..at least i have him on my fantasy team..lol..but well..i heard that saha handled the ball...but well...blackburn had amoroso sent off...that's like too bad. hah. but well. I didn't want man u to salvage a point..but well..just as well. Smith scored. haha. my gamble paid dividence once again. digitally. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog bout the past 2 days..on fri..at least the day passed off pretty well. Wouldn't have to sit through loke's lesson..not that i'm prejudiced against her..but well..it's really quite ardous doing so..she comes in and she starts ranting bout our class standard and stuff...reprimanding us and stuff...for further substantiation please make reference to weizhi's blog. =) After school..went to hien's house to play soccer...didn't wanna go weizhi's house since james from co came along too...and he suddenly felt like playing soccer. so riight.8 of us then took a bus all the way to hien's house...As we approached Bukit Batok interchange and the bus was just about to reach a halt i spotted 947 in the distance..haha..so well..since it doesn't come that frequently..we made a frantic dash for the bus...and we managed to get on just when the bus was about to depart. whew. =) Onboard the bus...it was really embarassing..nic was watching videos of jonny getting -dots-..haha...and ermm...squeals and shrills were heard...lol..the phone's speakers were set at max as well. lol. The girl sitting in front kept turning around to cast curious glances at us..and we were laughing like hyenas...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon reached hien's house...wah...realised quite lotsa ppl..swiss cottage ppl especially...tsk tsk. This guy who removed his shirt asked me wat school i was from..so obviously i told him...and he was like.."oh...chinese high..your chinese how high?" haha..nic was about to say "higher than urs (or do u even know where switzerland is)" hahaha...at least there were quite a few dudes on that guy's team that were quite amicable lar..we did manage to chat em up..when we got into the court..the 5 of us totally thrashed them flat. me sitting in goal really had nothing to do. i couldn't be more pleased...haha...but well...of course i got a little bored. lol. soon the better ppl came in..haha..the malays and others..we maintained a winning streak for couple of games..till this indian came in. Woah. He was like the "king of the soccer court" he's like so bloody skilful. We(chinese high team) were already dominating the court...and when he came in..he dribbled past all of us with such consummate ease and made us look like sitting ducks. right. he only "ole"ed me for bout 3 times..yeah..(for your info i tried to be an outfield player for a while..but totally "bungled" up.)haha..for god's sake. i think he consumes more protein powder than BK man. There was so much venom in his vicious shot that the ball almost beheaded me. After he got past couple of mi teammates he unleashed a shot straight at me..i wanted to deflect it upwards..but incidentally i moved my hands too quickly and it rebounded off my hand and BAM. my eye almost took the complete impact. Geez. I couldn't see momentarily and i was like walking around as if i was inebriated..my right eye was totally blur..and i couldn't even make out certain colours..geez..kinda freaky. I thought my eye was gonna go blind. But after a while i felt better so i continued. =) but well..my vision was still a little affected..but well at least i managed to put up some sort of resistance till the match was over. Gee was i relieved. But it was short-lived. The indian was gonna play for the next team. It seemed like he played for every single team there! i couldn't hold out anymore...eventually we lost lar..later played for a while more then went home...hah..couple of us were trying to emulate him..haha..didn't achieve much success though.haha...was really shagged upon reaching home...TRIED mugging for a while before dozing off...zzz...with the radio on once again. It was really cool. I slept while listening to she will be loved...and woke up while listening to she will be loved again. lol. totally awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out today. Probably for the last time before prelims and stuff. but well. couldn't. Since nobody wanted to accompany me so. so slacked at home. Bro asked me to help him play hitman:contracts. Really tough game. I almost managed to complete the mission(i had restarted about 20 times only) before the com hung. Fine. ok. went to go develop the class photo before going for tuition. Really didn't feel like doing work..so i lackadaisically wrote some crap on the worksheet...then electronic components. So well. In accordance to the topic...Vincent tried to fiddle with his electronic calculator. Right. He dismantled the ENTIRE calculator...and took out all the keys on the calculator. i think he totally lost his marbles. Seriously. haha...and he got told off for that. hahaha...and he was meticulously putting back all the other keys...with the help of my calculator..lol..i think it's tougher than assembling a jigsaw puzzle. lol. when he was almost done he put back the main parts and he found out that 2 of the keys were mixed up! haha! so he had to dismantle it again and re-assemble the parts. hahahaha...heard of the *su2 yu3* "tuo ku fang pi" ? haha...seriously...he has epitomised this proverb excellently .hahahahaha...at home...bro called his friends over for his birthday party..wooahh..like so many ppl man...and his friends were like.."wah..ur brother so tall already!!!" =\ Riiiiiight. Couple of really pretty gals as well..haha..=P.Guess he's having lotsa fun downstairs. =] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109370208706936929?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109370208706936929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109370208706936929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109370208706936929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109370208706936929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/15-more-days-to-go.html' title='15 more days to go...'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109342959661173435</id><published>2004-08-25T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:26:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm 16!!!~</title><content type='html'>i'm 16!!! wahaha..not that it matters that much..concerning watching nc-16 movies..'cos i illegitimately watched fahrenheit 9-11 and erm..sth else..haha..so well..but anyway...now i may enjoy collateral and the open sea -legally- haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year preceding this day was an extremely eventful one. Wasn't too fruitful and enjoyable..that's how life functions..haha..didn't exactly do many fulfilling stuff and well of course...i just let life live me..instead of living my life. It's been great..over the past year...i've obviously made couple of new friends..haha..some of them didn't last...oh well...what to do..guess i have to apologise for so...it was partially my fault..but well...i don't think i deserve to be in such a predicament. Alright. on the positive side of things...got to see LP live in concert..totally rocked. One of the most fantastic experiences i have ever enjoyed. Seriously -once in a lifetime- performance. let's see...had fun with my nephews and niece that came back from the US...haha...they're really adorable...camp at chiangmai was one of the best camps i've ever had...learnt so much stuff and made new friends...almost lost my life as well...if not for friends..haha..and of course that unforgettable penalty save =) -ego- hehe...ok..back to the negative side of things...Slacked from gym for like donkey years. Didn't do well for debates. won 1 lost 2 in jgs. okie. flunked chemistry eoys last year. Haven't really made significant improvements this year as well. Ain't doing well in subjects that i'm usually strong in...urgh...but oh well..i've still made it this far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago..all the previous years...25th august wasn't exactly a very enjoyable day..nothing worthy of reminiscience..lol...'cos well..traditionally we don't celebrate b'days and stuff..haha..so well..It's pretty cool..turning 16..haha..some say it's the most enjoyable year of your life..some say it's the time when your actions and thoughts mature...some say it's just a period of transition. I say..after about  12 hours into being 16..haha...that i guess things could turn for the better in the year ahead...haha. Oh well. If i'm gonna go to seattle/michigan next september for U studies...(that is if they are willing to accept me) i've gotta settle my applications like really soon. Yanqiang's advised me to see the principal like at around this time and to complete my essays. Right. And i'm still slacking round...even though i'm planning to submit my Prelim results for application i'm still not making any substantial preparation for it. Geez. I HAVE TO STOP PROCRASTINATING! i've gotta revert to my ever-diligent self when i was like in primary school..and wipe out every speck of indolence within me...i've gotta live my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I know i fell short of obtaining the olympic table-tennis gold medal..but geez i tried! haha...for those who have no idea what i mean...well...go check out the olympics...haha..there's this table-tennis player representing China...incidentally he has the same name as me...lol..even my parents mentioned that i bore a certain resemblance to him -_- and he got into the finals...was up against this korean guy..i can only remember his surname.."ryu" haha...oh dammit...haha..i(he) lost 4-2...geez...i didn't watch the match lar..so i guess i won't be judgemental..haha...oh well..good job to that korean guy...haha...anyway i much prefer the colour of silver to gold anyway. lol. But 23rd august wasn't a really good day for wang haos all around the world i think. lol. At least for me and him. hah. I can't remember all the nitty-gritty details..but well..the only positive thing i could take out of the day was the soccer match..haha..played pretty well i guess..haha...as usual was the gung ho keeper..conceded 4 goals..but mi team scored 5..haha..with some late help from jonny and a little help from lady luck! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right. 24th august. I can only remember that it was better than the previous day.haha. Mimidu(my cousin) who's a hongkonger studying in canada came back to singapore to visit and she's gonna return tomorrow...came to mi house..along with aunt and unc..haha..mimidu's became a really vivacious lady..really lively and stuff..haha..quite pretty as well..lol...it was really cool..had dinner...i had like 2 sips of wine and then got inebriated.zzz. I've absolutely no idea why my ability to hold liquor has deteriorated per se. zzz. haha..but i was still sober enough to figure my way around the house and cut the cake later on. Aunt specially went to secret recipe to get this chocolate which was absolutely a consummate pleasure to my taste buds...haha..they were really pampered last nite. haha. it was fantastic..the cake was like really tall and stuff..with banana slices hidden within. yum yum! wahaha...well..i think i almost went against every step of the birthday ritual. haha. 1) i wasn't celebrating my b'day on the day of my b'day but instead the eve. haha. 2) I didn't like slice the cake properly. 3)i didn't offer the slices of cake to everyone. zzz. i think i can forget bout my wishes getting fulfilled. haha. they're more or less the conventional ones lar..haha..i mean...what more can a 16 year old think of? lol. felt pretty drowsy later..so went to sleep soon after and woke up this morning to study chinese and do maths. haha. I wanted to blog an entry at around 3 am this morning..haha...'cos if i'm not wrong i was born at 3.25 am on 25th august 1988. lol. i have no idea how i know that..haha...but oh well...i woke up at 3.25 am..pretty cool..lol...eventually was stuck with maths and stuff and didn't blog. haha..didn't wanna get -dot- today too. lol. (si hien's terms) didn't get -dot- anyway. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off pretty well..mi sick brother who returned couple of days ago who's still suffering from jet lag came to see me off. lol. got to school...i only got 4 out of 175 wrong for chinese! lol. I made some random guesses and i was really really fortuitious! i got them correct! lol. i think it's bout the highest chinese test score i've ever gotten since coming to chinese high..lol...98/100..hahaha..but well it's only tian xie han zi..so nothing much to be proud of. lol. but well..at least the studying paid off. SS later was so sianz..i was struggling to keep my chin up and my eyes from shutting..geez..the class was like really static..zzz. Almost absolutely no response from the class. Piang. hais...but seriously..it was really very sianz lar..i think many in the class are pleased with just a pass. okie...Took class photo later..haha..ted came to take for us..as usual..he was damn comical...haha...later went to play soccer...lotsa ppl from the class ran away after taking class photo..damn...oh well..parade square was occupied by sec ones..they're really losers man..talking lotsa crap..thinking that they're much superior and stuff...and they're like..commenting on the skin colour of others and stuff..egoistic arrogant bastards man..seriously...soon tharman shamugaratnam(minister of education)'s son came to play with them...and well..soon we asked them to play 5v5..they refused..saying that there was no more space..wat the hell man..like it was their court. so well...eventually they budged...it was quite dumb..their keeper was so short he was bout a head and a half shorter than me and zheng hui's header bounced over him...lol...but well...tharman's son was a really good finisher lar...his attitude's quite ok..compared to the other dudes. lol. quite disgraceful lar..we didn't win outright..since we didn't have other peeps like si hien gj and others. Played among ourselves later...and trudged home. Suddenly raindrops began to fall. within couple of moments a downpour. right. I was on the way home with a bag and a ball in my hand and i was totally drenched. Raindrops were freezing cold and i was quivering on the way home. geez. Luckily i got home soon enuff..and took a nice hot shower. =) At least i'm not sick now. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...thanks to everyone who wished me happy b'day...haha...ok i shall go according to the order of which i received the regards: gloria, ziying, jocelyn, mi bro, nic, shixian, andy, wolf, kenneth, yanqiang, brady. Thanks alot! Hope i didn't miss anione out! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy b'day Wan xin whose b'day falls on this day as well and Kenneth whose b'day's tmr! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109342959661173435?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109342959661173435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109342959661173435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109342959661173435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109342959661173435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-16.html' title='i&apos;m 16!!!~'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109315898079527676</id><published>2004-08-22T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T15:16:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most important body part  </title><content type='html'>My mother used to ask me:&lt;br /&gt;"What is the most important part of the body?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the&lt;br /&gt;correct answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as&lt;br /&gt;humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;She said, "No Many people are deaf.&lt;br /&gt;But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years passed before she asked me again.  Since making my&lt;br /&gt;first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer.  So this&lt;br /&gt;time I told her, "Mommy, sight is very important to everybody,&lt;br /&gt;so it must be our eyes.  She looked at me and told me, "You are&lt;br /&gt;learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are&lt;br /&gt;many people who are blind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge.  Over the&lt;br /&gt;years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer&lt;br /&gt;was, "No, but you are getting smarter every year, my child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last year, my grandpa died.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was crying.&lt;br /&gt;Even my father cried.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that especially because it was only the second time I&lt;br /&gt;saw him cry.  My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say&lt;br /&gt;our final good-bye to Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me,&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when she asked me this now.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought this was a game between her and me.&lt;br /&gt;She saw the confusion on my face and told me,&lt;br /&gt;"This question is very important.&lt;br /&gt;It shows that you have really lived in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you was&lt;br /&gt;wrong and I have given you an example why.&lt;br /&gt;But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at me as only a mother can.&lt;br /&gt;I saw her eyes well up with tears.  She said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend&lt;br /&gt;or a loved one when they cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will&lt;br /&gt;always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a&lt;br /&gt;selfish one.  It is sympathetic to the pain of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will forget what you said...&lt;br /&gt;People will forget what you did....&lt;br /&gt;But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True or not, the story makes you stop and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed.  Be a blessing.  Get your shoulder ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Mountainwings =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109315898079527676?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109315898079527676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109315898079527676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109315898079527676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109315898079527676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/most-important-body-part.html' title='The most important body part  '/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109300462832170344</id><published>2004-08-20T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T20:23:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"bungle up"</title><content type='html'>time flies..it's less than 20 weeks till 2005 comes knockin' on our door. a little more than 3 weeks to prepare for prelims..and i've still got other impt stuff to handle..argh...i really gotta focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. This week..like all weeks..was more or less the same..haha..received our marked common test papers. Riight. It's a dreadful feeling...getting back utterly disappointing results. Hais. what more can i expect. Didn't put in much effort in the first place anyway. Seriously..the errors i made..were seriously unforgiveable..and the way marks were allocated was too..little errors causing marks to plummet precipitously. hais. dammit. Such has happened on too many occasions. I really gotta practise more on everything. Got back ss paper today...23/50. not very encouraging...i was just lower than the class average of 24/50. Zzz. okie lor..seriously..tonsa ppl screwed up..haiz...i did study for ss..didn't even give a heck bout history..so well..haha..i'm expecting a flunk for comb. humanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. On a lighter note..aiks and I were taking short clips of incidences in class...haha...really fun sia..lol..taking ppl while they ain't noticing and stuff..haiz..still didn't get a shot of jon sleeping and erm..stuffing his finger in his nostril at the same time. lol. absolutely hilarious. lol..anyway..took lotsa nice clips and stuff..today..haha..aiks told me to get 5 copies of lyrics of monty python's "always look on the bright side of life"..haha..so oh well..stayed back after school..we attempted to perform a rendition of the song. lol. didn't really work out well..we sorta were like lying on the tables and stuff..and erm..aiks was expecting us to smile and sing at the same time. how exactly do u do that? lol. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion and stuff..haha...but well..it didn't really work out that well..'cos we took a look at the clip later on..the effect wasn't very good...ah in fact we were just doing lip-sync..so yeah..the music would play in the background..and erm..we the couple of idiots lying around making a futile attempt at imitating monty python would be on the screen and stuff..and other clips that we took would be on display..hahaha...didn't work out well..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later was on the way home..nic, yingquan, andy, si hien, weizhi and guanjie wanted to come over..haha..but eventually we changed our minds..made a decision to go watch alien vs predator at west mall..haha..so weizhi, angus, si hien, andy, yingquan and i took bus there..and well..we reached at about 350..the show was supposed to start at 330. okie lor..we still went in..wah seriously..it was a total waste of money!!! The movie's so bloody crap. We went in all excited regarding the prospect of enjoying a nerve-wrecking mind-boggling experience. But well. the movie's so bloody lame. Lamer than any movie i've ever watched. I think it can go down in the history books as one of the lamest movies to be screened. Totally crap man! I mean logic seemed to be foundering at sea while the movie was made somewhere in the arctic i suppose. Seriously...the people were damn stupid..the characters lacked depth..the plot was deficient in depth too..yawnz..i almost yawned man..not much action sequences..they were pretty dumb anyway..seriously..eventually it became humans + predator VS aliens. Right. Stupid man..the last parts were absolutely ludicrous lar..like the predators seemed to be damn cool and stuff. Erm ok. We thought the predator was gonna make out with the lead actress..haha..but it didn't happen. Lol. both extra-terrestials..the alien and predator looked worse than michael reiziger (soccer player) lol. it's pretty tough to achieve that u know. lol. the ending was stupid as well. and there's this quote in the movie... "the enemy of the enemy is a friend" erm. okay. geez. totally dumb man. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109300462832170344?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109300462832170344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109300462832170344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109300462832170344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109300462832170344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/bungle-up.html' title='&quot;bungle up&quot;'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109274611258739258</id><published>2004-08-17T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T20:38:40.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh-oh.</title><content type='html'>oh crap..oral today was totally screwy. it was absolutely horrendous. ok..it wasn't that bad..at lesat it didn't seem to be that bad...but the way the entire process went...and how it ended..man.totally isn't comforting in the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to school as usual...high in morale after prelim orals...'cos at least the feedback for that was music to the ears...felt that at the very least distinction would be in my grasp. But it was not so...didn't really prepare for it..just took a look at one of the pix..read a passage...just like the other time..i was really hoping for some sense of deja vu, for hope that the procession would be a breeze and the examiner would at least seem to be contented or impressed by my performance...but it wasn't so...oh damn...the topics weren't THAT tough...i know some other peeps lamented that the standard was comparatively much higher than the other days...but i think i was still capable of providing some sort of constructive comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passage was alright..i did stumble over a few words...the usual early anxiety took over..but eventually i managed to overhaul it..and my confidence was of course rocketing sky high as i began discussing the picture..that's what usually happens..haha..i attempt to end on a high note. literally. haha..however...i stopped short 'cos the examiner told me so. she only asked me a question which i think isn't a promp, and i noticed that one of the examiners had taken a look at the judging criteria..and the grade of "b" (7-10) she was analysing the criterion...omg...that wasn't really very comforting...and soon..i went on to conversation...kinda early i thought..for going into conversation..much earlier than the other conventional oral tests that i had...darn..and first topic was regarding grandparents..i did alright i guess... the examiners couldn't stop nodding their heads. guess it went alright..as usual...only a single question...not a prompt again..and went into 2nd topic..marriage. okay..i mean my view differs from others...not that i beg to differ..but seriously...i just gave my opinion. the examiner did say..i know you're too young and you're obviously not married, but what is your opinion regarding marriage?" or something along those lines. okay fine. i said that marriage is just a legal procedure. marriage is not some sort of commitment that is being made just during a marriage. One dives into a relationship because the understanding of making a commitment. Relationships require commitment. They require love, trust, understanding, and ya know..everything that erm..that good relationships encompass. yeah. Seriously...just think about it..the process of marriage is ardous...long...people put in tireless efforts to make it a grand occasion. It is a very tangible thing. To become man and wife...a couple..it's just in society's eyes. These names are nothing but just words. Seriously..the underlying thing that lies in a marriage is the relationship and the love that is being shared. That's what lies in relationships between one another. I really can't see why marriage is some sort of "making a commitment" or a "signal of love"...seriously...these things are done in relationships.they do not necessarily take place in the form of marriages. In fact, most do not. I guess very few ppl would understand me..being the usual incoherent self that i am...but well..do try..haha..think the examiners didn't understand me...that's what i was trying to put through... to quote wat was said in the matrix.. "love is only a word. It is the connection that matters." just like everything else. =) Ah well..the examiners more or less shooed me off..'cos i kept rattling on...haha...i noticed that they were gonna say something..but i just kept going on..haha...but well..when i came out..wei zhi was still reading the reading passage in preparation..omg...i took less than 10 mins...crazy..but later on i realised it wasn't that bad...that was the case for almost everyone in my group..except for a few..oh no..i hope i get my distinction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109274611258739258?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109274611258739258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109274611258739258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109274611258739258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109274611258739258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/uh-oh.html' title='uh-oh.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109257767299190548</id><published>2004-08-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T21:47:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Four All Who Reed and Right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;&lt;br /&gt;but the plural of ox became oxen not oxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,&lt;br /&gt;yet the plural of moose should never be meese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice;&lt;br /&gt;yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of man is always called men,&lt;br /&gt;why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet,&lt;br /&gt;and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,&lt;br /&gt;why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one may be that, and three would be those,&lt;br /&gt;yet hat in the plural would never be hose, and the plural of catis cats, not cose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak of a brother and also of brethren,&lt;br /&gt;but though we say mother, we never say methren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,&lt;br /&gt;but imagine the feminine, she, shis and shim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it,English is a crazy language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in eggplant,nor ham in hamburger;&lt;br /&gt;neither apple nor pine in pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English muffins weren't invented in England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take English for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we explore its paradoxes,we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are squareand a guinea pig is neither from Guinea, nor is it a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,g&lt;br /&gt;rocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends,but not one amend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them,what do you call it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If teachers taught,why didn't preachers praught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables,what does a humanitarian eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think all the folks who grew up speaking English should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?Ship by truck and send cargo by ship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have noses that run and feet that smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down;in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds crappy..haha..but worth a read and a laugh. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-courtesy of mountainwings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109257767299190548?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109257767299190548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109257767299190548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109257767299190548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109257767299190548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/four-all-who-reed-and-right-well-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109239971711975733</id><published>2004-08-13T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T20:21:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri - 13th</title><content type='html'>The day went well...contrary to popular superstition...or anything you call it...trend or stuff...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in sch today..sat down at the terraces and had a chat with mr ang..haha..even he heard bout the end of year "graduation event" at my house...lol...aiya...rumours...they never fail to arrive at ang's ears..haha...oh well..don't think anyone from 4G is going for the graduation nite those lackadaisical councillors organised...lol...i would go for goodwood park for the food..cuz the food there is absolutely top-notch..but well...it's too bloody ex..haha...so yea..and it's held on the last day of o levels..and i definitely wanna go home and sleep and stuff...so yeah..i wouldn't possibly be in the mood to go for  the thing at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...all went well till willy mah queried if I had brought the digital camera. The reply: "oh shit." so yeah..dammit..told wong bout it..now low kee guan can't have his picture taken..i think..and i guess he's quite pleased bout it? hmm...got back physics mcq today...24/29 'cos one of the questions was "wrongly phrased" in su's terms...so ok lar..even though i got that one correct..based on the answer key..haha..but oh well..i heard they're gonna go proportionate scoring..convert the marks upon 29 to upon 30...so okie lar...need like 51/70 for paper 2...hope the best for it man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received emaths paper. omg...missed b4 by half a mark!!! i was dreading the possibility of getting below b4..'cos we sorta had to do this nanyang prelim or something emaths paper...as some sort of redemption...if we got below b4...and oh damn! 59. wth man...i was damn careless..just 'cos of dividing some stuff wrongly and 'cos of one or two minus signs included wrongly...more than 10 marks gushed down the drain...crap man..i got damn pissed sia..hais...later wanted to go watch movie with gj jon and aiks said he was bored so he wanted to watch boure supremacy..but it wasn't out...eventually gj said he had plans..jon didn't wanna go anymore...aiks said watch when more people would wanna go...so alright...change of plans..went to hien's house to play soccer along with andy, angus, nic, wei zhi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw..sorry bk...haha..forgot bout you...didn't inform you regarding the change of plans...haha...anyway it began to pour en route to hien's house...but luckily the rain ceased after bout 5 minutes..haha..got to hien's house..played 3v3 for a while..till the malays arrived..haha..played 5v5...next team and stuff...they were from some sch i guess..'cos most of them were wearing the same shirt...recognised a few familiar faces...the 2 malays who helped us on tuesday...the ones responsible for our winning streak that day..haha...now we had to play against them...haha...there was this chinese guy from their team...has a freaking attitude man..hah. he sorta like pulls his shirt up halfway..trying to showcase his so-called "nice body" wth man...and he like scolded "f***" everytime the ball was stolen from his feet...okie lor..and he tackles like crap as well...slides all over the place...attempting to dribble the ball flambuoyantly with his exquisite boots around the court...lol..obviously he didn't succeed many a times..lol...and after a while he was like hyper-ventilating...taking huge gulps of water...and panting heavily like erm...he had just been strangulated or something like that..wth man..haha..i denied him on an occasion or two..haha..pretty pleased today..haha..managed to concede 4 goals though..pretty stupid goals actually..2 own goals..'cos they either slipped between my legs or hit the post 'cos of my poor judgement and richocheted off my back into the goal..wth man..i made couple of fortuitious saves too...hehe..one on one..den i contemplated diving to the other side...but suddenly i thought of the possibility while deciding to dive...that he would shoot towards my initial position..so i dragged a step and denied 2 such shots..hehehe...very tyco sia...lol..eventually the chinese guy with an attitude came to shake hands with the peeps in our team...weizhi nic and hien and andy..haha..and he looked at me..and i shot him a smile..haha..and he just walked away...didn't even walk over..lol..okie lor..who wants to shake hands with you...lol...anyway...andy had this very nice volleyed shot...woah...the ball was like 1.5 m above the ground..and he attempted a jumping volley...wah...damn nice sia..it was dipping...lol...and the malay guy mentioned that andy might have beheaded him had he ran towards him when he attempted the shot..lol...damn nice sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually we beat that team..who played really well lar...haha...then we played with these malay kiddos who were really pissing me off...they kept kicking the ball into the court in the middle of the game..wah piang..really wanted to zham the ball at them..dammit..they came into the court..and wth man..i kept my feet within the semi-circle and retrieved the ball which was outside the semi-circle...i thought that was perfectly alright...i mean isn't it so...and the immediate reaction from the kiddos were..penalty!!! wth man...okie lor...dammit la..didn't manage to keep it out..but after series of incessant attacks we managed to score..but eventually we didn't hold out...and lost lar..hais..eventually lotsa ppl arrived and we left the court..slacked at hien's house for a while...and trotted to the bus stop went home with angus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109239971711975733?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109239971711975733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109239971711975733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109239971711975733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109239971711975733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/fri-13th.html' title='Fri - 13th'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109226456597555729</id><published>2004-08-12T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T06:50:35.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about a donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;An interesting anecdote...do take a look. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well.The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly.Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later,the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what hesaw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, hewould shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.The donkey later came back and bit the shit out of the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected, and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON:When you do something wrong and try to cover your ass,it always comes back to bite you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109226456597555729?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109226456597555729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109226456597555729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109226456597555729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109226456597555729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/about-donkey.html' title='about a donkey'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109226352122961633</id><published>2004-08-12T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T06:32:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common tests are over!</title><content type='html'>Well actually i'm making an unfounded statement 'cos common tests aren't over yet..haha...but they're gonna be over in approximately 4 hours time?haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doin nothing much these days..really..this has been one of the most slack weeks i've ever experienced..most of the time i'm just sitting in front of the computer doing nothing much...watching tv and stuff...yawnz..caught a walk to remember on hbo the other day though...man..ziying now i know why u love that movie so much...that show is really really fantastic...i cried my heart out couple of times man..haha...mandy moore's just so gorgeous..haha...gee it's really a very touching story...lol...think i'm gonna watch it again..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore idol has been utter crap. seriously. bunch of william-hung wannabes going up...some people intentionally came up with some sort of alter ego specially for the show? and wat's the freaking point...that guy's really dumb man..well the guy in question is mr banana man...i think he's just there to waste his bloody time man...either that or he's too dumb to consider the consequences and possibilities of doing so...what a total moron man...otherwise perhaps he just doesn't have the guts at all man...what a loser...there were a few exceptions though..some people sang quite well...i thought the eurasian who performed a rendition of alicia keys' if i ain't got you did pretty well...but the judges weren't really impressed by her...haha..luckily i ain't one of the judges...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests have been fine i suppose...they weren't really difficult to the extent that i had to scratch my head half the time to try to squeeze something out of my brain...whenever i have vital info inside that is...a maths yesterday was kind of murderous. totally had no idea how to do a question..'cos i didn't understand it at all..until last 5 minutes when i just rushed through it..and i think i managed to get it correct.hehe. but i stumbled upon other difficult questions or when i really had no idea how to continue..argh...oh well..no choice but to wait for the paper to come back..recess..wah...stoopid aiks...came coming after me with my ball 'cos he was trying "dodgeball" wth man...mr softball obviously throws with consummate precision and vicious strength...so yeah...i managed to sustain couple of hits.hah...eventually i took refuge in the staff room..haha..saw kee guan and andy outside there actually..and they wanted to go see soh to ask about the chemistry grade...whew...i got an a2..haha..soh said i even beat lim young...erps...heheh hope that's a compliment though..haha...aiya...actually it's nothing la..i think lim young just didn't do as well as he hoped for...'cos probably he stumbled a bit was quite careless la..in other words he was most likely just "off form" yeah...so yeah...hope i keep it up..heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later had geog..wah...another tough paper...melvin chng...god...trying to slaughter us to bits...it was so bloody tough..man...hope i do okie man...had to go see wongsm later...i thought it was nothing much..'cos she said see her after school for a short while(it's a direct translation) so i did...i was still planning to catch i, robot with nic after the "short" meeting with her...wah piang....it turned out she wanted us to go to sajc for the chinese song writing competition thing for a meeting..oh man..so gj cheng liang and i made our way there first..got there quite early..think 30 mins before the scheduled time...wah...was under scrutiny from the sajc people man...people casthing curious gazes...probably insulted ones too..they didn't feel too comfortable with our presence i think...i mean it's their school right...yawnz...so well...went in sit there for a while and waited for the rest to arrive...wah...eventually we found out that...all of us wouldn't be able to sing...'cos when wongsm submitted the cd which contained the recording of the song...the people judged it according to that cd...so that now we had the chance to actually perform it this time...omg...so turns out willy was the only one that could sing...and guo jun was the lyrics-writer..at least for parts of the song...so yeah..the both of them stayed there to take pics and stuff...bloody hell..wongsm made us go all the way to sajc...and we wasted our time there...wat the hell man...i could have gone to watch i, robot!!!argh. crap man...when i gave her a call she didn't even apologise to us or anything..dammit man...she'd better allocate higher marks to the 8 of us for today's test..at least for the six of us who went sajc and did nothing...argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109226352122961633?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109226352122961633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109226352122961633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109226352122961633'/><link rel='self' 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have too high hopes...otherwise when the grades are returned...and they turn out to be crap...i shan't forgive myself.hahaha...dunno when i became so disciplined..but ah well...i gotta use time constructively...can't waste anymore time procrastinating and letting indolence take over..ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..hmm..watched house of flying daggers with the chun brothers and hsien ron..haha...was supposed to go with shixian guo jun nic cheng liang angus bk and many more..budden they wanna gl me so i gl them oso lor..hahaha...so ah well...traipsed to cine...wah...the movie's quite lame actually...haha...zhang yi mou's always so determined to enhance the movie aesthetically that certain shortcomings are evident...the characters lacked depth and stuff...and the plot wasn't exactly well developed...however the action scenes were pretty cool la...haha...at least zhang ziyi was worthy of being seen..haha...lol...she got ***** so many times man...lol..i don't mean she looks nice half-naked or wat..but she's really gorgeous..haha...but oh well..on the whole i don't think i wasted 6.50...even though it was utterly illogical at certain junctures...yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was nat. day celebrations..haha..woke up at 5 and started walking around the house...was contemplating whether to go to sch or not..i thought it was quite pointless going to school just for 2 hours and watching some crap performances and returning home soon after...so haha..yea...slept till 8...lotsa ppl called and smsed me sia..dammit...interfered with my repose..hehe...haha thanks to vincent and co they managed to help me take attendance...so i didn't get into trouble..i heard wongsm asked where i was...but luckily vincent said i went to the washroom...lol...thanks lots dudes...hehe...later on nic andy ying quan came over to my house..haha..we watched some stupid mars attacks movie...it's really one of the corniest shows that's graced my eyes man..wth...later on watched matrix revolutions which andy had borrowed from hsien ron...woah...it was really cool watching a second time...haha...all the action was still mind-boggling...totally rocksed man...i love the APUs...ah later on dunno why those peeps kept procrastinating..didn't wanna order pizza hut or anything...since i already had lunch and i was still famished...i ordered pizzas for them...zzz...haha..but i only paid 4 bucks out of 28. ;) haha..but i wolfed down 3 slices...and was kinda full later...soon they left and angy and i played soccer for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday...haha...really loooong day...went out to have lunch with 3 of my cousins and my aunt...all of us cousins were from a different family and we didn't have a meal together for a meal in donkey years...so it was really cool...haha..we ate at mezza9 at grand hyatt...woah..the food there is absolutely first-class...it was really delicious..we had soft shell crabs...goose liver...never consumed that before...a martini which we didn't finish..haha...and lotsa other dishes...it was a really fantastic meal..haha..oh yeah...not to mention we met michelle chong there...woah..she's really really tall..haha...but i wasn't exactly full after that..haha..those who know me well know i've sorta got an unsatisfiable stomach.we talked bout the future...very cool man...mimidu who's become such a pretty lady after so many years..haha...has developed a vivacious personality..which is very cool..haha...it was really fun..haha...and we started talking bout religion and stuff...good and evil...yawnz...i was kinda ignorant bout it...so yea..they started talking bout there's a devil in all of us and stuff and i just kept quiet..haha..since i didn't really care...and it didn't really affect me...they sorta had nightmares and stuff...so yeah...they were quite daunted by it...i was like ugh...ok...anything u say...i'm only a little predisposed towards being an atheist so i can't exactly provide much thought ya...so yeah...went for tuition...den went to aunt's house to meet up with the cousins again..haha...talked bout devils and stuff again...yawnz..aunt cooks really well..haha...den we thought of going to watch fahrenheit 9/11..haha..so went off to suntec..wah..lotsa ppl sia...village was sold out as well..i heard there's a really interesting twist at the end of the story...haha..i really wanna watch it...sat in the 4th row from the front..wah...it's really hilarious...haha...i learnt quite alot..but 2 hours is kinda too long for a documentary don't you think..so yea...it was such a long day and my eyes were uncontrollably shutting up...haha...it's quite gruesome...some of the scenes in there...'cos of all the gory scenes of people getting blown up in iraq and stuff...no wonder it's rated nc-16..but i still managed to sneak in..haha...just a couple days more and i won't have to do illegitimate stuff like that..hahaha....reached home at around 1 plus...wah..so shagged man...dad was kinda pissed..yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was quite typical of a sunday...just bumming and teetering about..yawnz...had to eat this pear my dad offered me...jeez...i think my jaws received adequate exercise for the day while ripping pieces of fruit off the pear man..this makeshift exercise for my jaws effectuated a pretty bloody consumption of the pear...my taste buds detected stints of blood that came with the pear...later on i found out my gums were bleeding..haha...oh well..was fine later...i guess i've grown quite numb to injuries in the mouth hitherto 'cos of the long period of time that i had to live with braces and the numerous operations i had to endure..lol...anw..gotta thank nic and his mum...got me jay chou's new album...it's really cool...hehe...really love some of the songs in there...some of them are actually renditions of reality in my life..haha..geeez...everyone's changing templates...hais..shall change when i feel like...gonna bugger off now after yet another looong long entry..ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109202485905854753?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109202485905854753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109202485905854753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109202485905854753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109202485905854753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_09.html' title='多希望話題不斷園遊會永不打烊'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109179541454728782</id><published>2004-08-06T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T20:30:14.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>籍口   ~周杰倫</title><content type='html'>翻著我們的照片 想念若隱若現去年的冬天 我們笑得很甜&lt;br /&gt;看著妳哭泣的臉, 對著我說再見&lt;br /&gt;來不及聽見　妳已走得很遠&lt;br /&gt;也許妳已經放棄我　也許已經很難回頭&lt;br /&gt;我知道是自己錯過　請再給我一個理由說妳不愛我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算是我不懂　能不能原諒我&lt;br /&gt;請不要把分手當作妳的請求&lt;br /&gt;我知道堅持要走 是妳受傷的藉口&lt;br /&gt;請妳回頭　我會陪妳一直走到最後&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算沒有結果　我也能夠承受&lt;br /&gt;我知道妳的痛　是我給的承諾&lt;br /&gt;妳說給過我縱容　沉默是因為包容&lt;br /&gt;如果要走　請妳記得我　如果難過　請妳忘了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109128273259479609</id><published>2004-07-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T22:05:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All out of love</title><content type='html'>I'm lying alone with my head on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you till it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I know you're hurt too but what else can we do,&lt;br /&gt;tormented and torn apart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could carry your smile in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For times when my life seems so low&lt;br /&gt;It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring&lt;br /&gt;When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I want you to come back and carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Away from these long lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too&lt;br /&gt;Does the feeling seem oh so right&lt;br /&gt;And what would you say if I called on you now&lt;br /&gt;And said that I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;There's no easy way, it gets harder each day&lt;br /&gt;Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone...&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too late&lt;br /&gt;I know I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too late&lt;br /&gt;I know I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109128273259479609?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109128273259479609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109128273259479609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109128273259479609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109128273259479609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/all-out-of-love.html' title='All out of love'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109084364698497666</id><published>2004-07-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T20:07:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hYpEr!!!</title><content type='html'>lol...today was super lame i was really very hyper...i think it was 'cos i woke up listening to sheikh and dan hosting morning madness. lol...i forgot to turn off the radio when i dozed off last nite...and i woke up at 530...just lying on my bed listlessly...listening to radio...haha..morning madness totally rocks siaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being soccer enthusiasts..sheikh and dan provided live commentary for the copa america final between argentina and brazil..i didn't know the match commenced so early..i wouldn't have gone to watch it anyway...wah...the live commentary began when the match almost ended...obviously during the most exciting part...haha...the penalty shoot-out..wah..it was fabulous...being DJs...they were great commentators as well...lol...think it was as good as watching the match first-hand...lol...brazil eventually won 4-2 during the penalty shootout...heard they drew 2-2 after the end of regulation time...adriano scored during last 5 seconds..that's what kee guan said...lol...that's really unlucky for argentina i guess...'cos i heard their attacks were incessant and ceaseless..haha too bad for 'em la..they've already won the copa 14 times...they should let others win it more...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah hien forgot to bring the ball today...so i had to search all over for my smaller ball(pls don't let your thoughts run wild) i mean a soccer ball...hais...eventually i was almost late for school...i tried walking extremely fast today...mi neighbour samuel offered a ride..but for about 100m...pretty pointless eh...wah...but it didn't spoil my mood..i was still hyper hyper...i even managed to come up with a double pun...i can't elaborate more on it...haha....otherwise things may get worse...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..newspaper today...super lame sia...not even life itself...wah..those excerpts..those articles...really lame sia...total crap...me and aiks were laughing like there was no tomorrow...lol...i almost fell off my chair...ahahaha...especially the article on rooney..to go read on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://straitstimes.asia1.com.sg/sports/story/0,4386,263388,00.html"&gt;http://straitstimes.asia1.com.sg/sports/story/0,4386,263388,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But there was no mistaking it was Wayne Rooney because he was dead ugly.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...some parts are quite "illicit"i suppose...so yea...read at your own choice and discretion.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..double geog...did mcq again..wah..had pe...wah...we were supposed to play basketball..but couple of us made an appeal to go for soccer...haha..seven of ur plus BK...lol...we just played 4 v4 on the small side field...lol..i think i was laughing throughout the entire game...i have no idea why i was laughing...lol...think all my energy was drained 'cos of me laughing instead of running round...hahaha...damn funny...i just kept laughing...lol...yeah i know it's getting really incoherent...hahaha...but well..told you i'm really hyper today...lol...my mind is malfunctiong i guess...but not to the extent of causing too much harm.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double chi...of course compo again..super sianz...was hyper..forgot to bring my specs to sch..no mood to write at all...lol...peng tio...but eventually managed to finish it...haphazardly..hah...den english lesson of course...the usual "sian" factor...listening to oral comments + oral. Yawnz... after that just walked round trying to pass the hype around...haha..apparently it didn't work wonders...'cos i was some sort of an irrational sociopath i guess. I'm amazed no one in class phoned woodbridge and asked for me to be sent into the institution straight away. lol...i was laughing like crap..for no reason...and i was laughing in a really laughable manner...lol...i have no idea how i was doing that...but i really seemed like a lunatic i guess...and i started singing...it seemed as if i was inebriated...haha...i tried to sing worse than jonny...lol...which isn't quite tough 'cos i was having a bad sore throat...lol...i think my sicknesses have deserted me..lol..i guess it's all psychological..rocksed man...still having a slight cough..but i think the major effect has worn off...lol...lalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw...sorry to everyone who i have hurt in anyway today...haha...especially aiks...hehe..i won't say i accidentally pushed him off his chair..but i dare say i did it inadvertently...haha..cuz i didn't think i had the&amp;nbsp;strength to shove him off his chair..haha...sorry...and jon...haha...sorry to you too...and everyone who thought i was being a total nutcase who even went more bonkers than one could ever be...sorry i disrupted any train of thought or something along those lines...haha..i hope i return to my normal form soon enuff..in order to prevent more destruction from taking place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you read this...you may be going through a tough time...but whatever it is i'll respect your decision...i'll be waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109084364698497666?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109084364698497666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109084364698497666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109084364698497666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109084364698497666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/hyper.html' title='hYpEr!!!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109067873606184655</id><published>2004-07-24T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T22:18:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try ~Nelly Furtado</title><content type='html'>All I know&lt;br /&gt;Is everything is not as it's sold&lt;br /&gt;but the more I grow the less I know&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived so many lives&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not old&lt;br /&gt;And the more I see, the less I grow&lt;br /&gt;The fewer the seeds the more I sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness&lt;br /&gt;And all the real people are really not real at all&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I learn &lt;br /&gt;The more I cry, the more I cry&lt;br /&gt;As I say goodbye to the way of life&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had designed for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;I'm all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the moments that already passed&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to go back and make them last&lt;br /&gt;All of the things we want each other to be&lt;br /&gt;We never will be&lt;br /&gt;And that's wonderful, and that's life&lt;br /&gt;And that's you, baby&lt;br /&gt;This is me, baby&lt;br /&gt;And we are, we are, we are, we are&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;In our love&lt;br /&gt;We are free in our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109067873606184655?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109067873606184655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109067873606184655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109067873606184655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109067873606184655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/try-nelly-furtado.html' title='Try ~Nelly Furtado'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109058153779532058</id><published>2004-07-23T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T19:18:57.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feverish friday</title><content type='html'>crap man...feeling so damn miserable now...it's pretty uncommon...'cos fri's actually one of my favourite days of the week..zzz...i think i'm running a fever...been having a flu since last nite...*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had assembly yesterday...wah...edmund teo was invited to give us a talk regarding suicide. riiight. Some people would know who comes to mind when this notion springs up...lol...it's been a long time since it happened...probably there was a possibility then...we thought he didn't have the guts..obviously he didn't do it...but well...we'll never know if it'll ever happen until the time comes...woah..edmund teo's a really charismatic speaker...he has fantastic diction and is quite interactive with the audience...can tell he's a really good mentor as well...really cool guy man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya...seriously...we should really watch out for one another since you might never know what may happen...like what i said in my previous entry(i think) we gotta treasure everything that we have that is with us..cuz we never know when they might just disappear some day. Shall not regurgitate everything that edmund teo said...but just to say a little to those outside of tchs and probably those who haven't heard of it...misconceptions are that only insane people and irrational sociopaths harbour thoughts of suicide and it isn't that huge a problem. Well seriously from what i saw it was...the one who gets most hurt is the person who wants to commit suicide...the most prevalent of causes is loneliness...and perhaps ending one's journey of seeking the meaning of life...he just wants to leave...but seriously think of it...when they are here..still with us...they are the most hurt...but after they've left this world...we may probably think that they would hopefully be coping well on the other side...but we know that at the end of the day it is ourselves that hurt the most with the loss of these loved ones and friends. I used to take suicide as something to be ludicrous...'cos i know i would never commit it...but i think now my perception has changed...well perhaps not of suicide...but perhaps of life...whatever it is i'll always try my best to achieve something...if i fail...so be it..i guess...hah...we should live a life happily...we probably only get one chance to live...so once we regret it we'll feel remorse for the rest of our lives...at least i know i tried my best to achieve happiness...i know it doesn't come for granted and it's something that is mutual...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...talking bout people getting hurt...hsien got knocked on the head by my sepak takraw when hien volleyed or sth the ball at his head...and omg...i can't talk much bout it...but it accentuated a previous injury was suffered when he was much younger...now he has some sort of an incapacity...shan't talk much bout it...but seriously we won't know whether it's temporary or permanent...hais...i'm feeling bad cuz i brought the sepak takraw to sch...but of course i didn't expect for such things to occur...zzz...how many times have i got to tell you guys do not vent all your frustration or exert all your energy on the ball...it's only made of rattan.zzz. now it's on the verge of rupturing.zzz. so for all of you guys who read this...pls...do be more delicate with the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't say it's hien's fault la..accidents are bound to happen...hais. Mr "introvert" hsien was such a lively dude in school..never failing to conjure some magic to inject laughter into the class during times of boredom...he's kinda eccentric at times la...but he's a real nice guy actually...i know that even though i've only known him for bout 1 and a half year or so 'cos there were a few incidents from which we became better friends. He was picking up the momentum(as ang put it) and it's really unfortunate that something like this has happened.hais. Wish him all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon dude. Hope to see you back in school in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...ang came in to return maths test today...when aiks msged me to tell me i got 80 obviously i was quite happy la...budden i realised i was still lower than class average..wth man..class did so bloody well...about 20++ people got 80 and above...woah..i guess it wasn't much to be happy about..so ya..anw..i guess i think i deserved it..chem test today was a total. Couldn't say the same for chinese test though. 100 marks paper within 80 mins...wah...i think most people couldn't finish on time...lots of us were struggling...won't say it's very hard...but some of the basic things that i anticipated wouldn't be featured came out...Percentage composition of air!!!wat the hell!!! and no mcq at all...zzz. wah. i almost died sia...i think i left enough blanks that could result in a 10 mark deficit..crap man..shall hope for the best...chinese test was damn easy...cuz i think i dedicated much effort to studying for it...lol..kinda breezed through la...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...still sniffing like crap..the mucus just won't stop coming out...i think there's enough mucus to fill one entire mug...ok i shall not stray towards the gruesome side...argh..but crap...it really doesn't feel good...i wanna just get well soon and get out and play some soccer!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^i'm still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109058153779532058?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109058153779532058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109058153779532058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109058153779532058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109058153779532058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/feverish-friday.html' title='feverish friday'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109041041554881864</id><published>2004-07-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:46:55.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial harmony day = slack!</title><content type='html'>wah...today was super fun siaz...lol...virtually slacked the entire day...wasn't really very productive in a matter of fact...academic-wise...hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya...was my usual procrastinating self..wanted to wake up at 5 to do english...aiya...as usual was feeling somnolent and lethargic...so i kept giving myself 5 mins more of sleep...waking up every 5 mins and sleepinga gain...eventually i decided there was no point doing so i just continued sleeping..zzz...ah well...my slumber was disrupted by the rain..woah..it started raining cats and dogs...lol...pretty cool the morning landscape..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum fetched me to sch..cuz it was raining...haha...and well...at the&amp;nbsp;covered&amp;nbsp;car park i spotted hell lotsa ppl wearing sch u..so i thought i was kinda xtra..but obviously not...lol...only 3 ppl in class were wearing school u. sianz..wongsm was having pms again..came in and gave us milo coupons...ultimately didn't even go redeem our free cup of milo..i was able to get one extra cup cuz bloody gave me..hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su came in and gave us some sort of a "spring test" wah crap...totally forgot stuff bout the logic gates...zzz....gotta really brush up on that aspect...played sepak takraw in class for a while...lol..they bonded the two volleyball ppl...for whatever reason..i have no idea. lol. vollyball ppl had betta watch out. Traipsed to auditorium at 9...was supposed to "enjoy" the different cultural dances and "enrich" ourself...i must say the westspring ppl really came well-prepared(for those of you who are unaware...the whole of westspring secondary school was invited to our school in joint celebration of racial harmony..in an bid to help chinese high students understand more bout other cultures..i think..hah.) they performed really well...the chinese high guys who were supposed to collaborate and perform together were the worse performers...seriously...it was utterly embarassing...crap man...i think even william hung would have laughed at 'em. wth man...it was an utter disgrace...tsk tsk...it was a really lackadaisical performance...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us made our way to kah kee hall to check out the sepak takraw ppl...woah...the malays are really skilful...lol..we almost "koped" a sepak takraw ball cuz my own ball was falling out of favour with me.hah. i want a new ball anyway...(sepak takraw that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play basketball...since we were so bloody bored...wah...in jeans and polo tee...but luckily the weather was quite favourable..it rained in the early morning so it was pretty cooling playing during then..the floor wasn't exactly wet as well...played about 2 hours of bball...wah...crap man..i forgot to clear 2 times...and during the 2 times i shot the basketball and it went in with a "swish"..other than that i wasn't able to achieve success...until when we were about to leave the basketball court..i just randomly shot a three-pointer and it went in through the hoop in sublime style...Zzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went street court watch ppl play for a while..the usual patronisers of street court were really good...it was an amazing display of football..really cool...den went to watch "remember the titans" in auditorium...woah..it's a really cool movie..denzel washington movie once again...he's really one heck of an actor...the little gal in the movie was fantastic as well...she was damn cute...lol...really mature...in a good way...haha...kinda tomboyish...but she's really charismatic and perpetually seeks fairness...hah...i think it's a really good movie...no doubt one of the best i've enjoyed...the story's bout this afro-american(denzel washington) employed to coach this football team...cuz all of the whites were prevalent in the american football teams...so it caused lotsa dissent...but eventually he brought them together as a team...they did really really well...haha...a perfect season..that's really cool siaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog test after that was quite easy..i think...lol...cuz i was really famished so i guess i didn't really care...i was really craving for some food...zzz...so i just rushed through it..den went kap macs with vin, jon, pzh, low kee guan, shixian, bk, ying quan and wei zhi joined in later..lol...it was hilarious...eating with pzh...lol. wah...seriously...it was most fortunate that we weren't wearing school uniform...lol...we really turned the place around..literally. lol...it was damn funny...now jonny has a new nick..instead of being stinky..he's become zebra. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...suddenly we started playing zong ji mi ma...lol..it was damn funny...they started preparing the forfeit...an interesting concoction...mixture of mayonnaise, lettuce, sweet chili sauce, sweet &amp; sour, curry, coke, milo, and a pickle.lol. wah...i heard it tasted really vile. lol. vincent was really really "fortuitious" hah...he tio the number 4 times! so&amp;nbsp;the forfeit was that the person had to dip a french fry into the sauce and&amp;nbsp;consume it...lol..it was damn funny...luckily i didn't tio...wah jonny was quite dumb...zheng hui just anyhow said...aiya...i choose number...to verify he smsed the number to shixian...den he said jonny u start...and since the range was 1 to 500...jonny chose the median number...lol..and tio! hahahaha....that's quite dumb..hehehe..finally we decided that it was gonna be the last time since it was kinda late.so we changed the forfeit. wei zhi tio! hah! he was among the bunch of&amp;nbsp;most unlikely targets! lol. so we proposed 3 options: a) pick a leaf from the tree and consume that leaf, b) stand on the table and sing a song, c) go get a gal's number...wahahaha...vin proposed an alternative...all of the above...lol. so did i...i said that he could pass on all the responsibility to one person...the condition was that the person had to be jonny...lol..but eventually weizhi&amp;nbsp;didn't shirk responsibility la...not like some ppl...lol...he went up at first...wanted to get the ny gal's number...but didn't dare...lol...but after a matter of time and prompting...he did it..he asked for the number when her companion had returned. lol...think the gal was quite nice-looking la...lol..budden she sabo-ed her friend and gave her friend's number...lol...oh well...we left after that...haha..it was hilarious sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard ying quan called the gal when they were on the bus...lol...the gal(she's called lisa i think..lol...all "lisa"s from ny please be wary...)lol..and her mum picked up the phone..wahaha...den he hung up.lol. and wei zhi just told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".system of a down. says: &lt;br /&gt;wan me to teach u how to ask a stranger for number ? &lt;br /&gt;.system of a down. says: &lt;br /&gt;go eat with vincent they all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...aiya..after a day of fun...gotta return to all that mugging...3 more tests to deal with...zzz...hais. i'm still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109041041554881864?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109041041554881864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109041041554881864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109041041554881864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109041041554881864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/racial-harmony-day-slack.html' title='Racial harmony day = slack!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109023299962126845</id><published>2004-07-19T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T18:29:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday madness!</title><content type='html'>wah...despite being a schoolday and a monday...it was quite eventful...lol...i have to say&lt;br /&gt;began the day once again by tuning in to morning madness and doing a math test paper...didn't exactly use the duration of 2 hours that ang had set in regulation for us to follow...didn't even spend 1 hour...lol...but i didn't finish the paper la..missed a couple of questions that i had doubts...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;morning madness seriously rocks. lol. even though i tried calling in 20 times on fri and only once i got through and nobody picked up...they still rock.hah. aiya...dan and sheikh are damn comical...they really liven up your day and set the perfect tune for the perfect start of your day...wahaha...even though i must say sheikh's kinda stagnant at times...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;wah..triple english today...couldn't stand it man...first period nancy tay had to settle stuff and loke trudged into the class... she's forever not punctual for her lessons. Don't think she regards punctuality as vital as a virtue as compared to ang.lol. ah well...english lessons more or less quite orthodox most of the time...there's this sense of indolence in the class...no one actually listens...and she starts asking ppl to stand up and talk bout something...zZzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;PE...height and weight...lol..we got to play soccer first...so ya...having 30 odd people chasing a ball on a field one-quarter the size of a normal football field...isn't exactly the most fascinating game on earth. so ya...odd-number ppl (my team) won 3-0. lol. we didn't have a goalkeeper at all..they didn't even attempt a shot as far as i'm concerned...lol...so well...i don't know why i made a sliding tackle on BK..they said it wasn't worth it. I think so now. argh. now my wound has been exposed once again...and i think it's really prone to getting infected...uh-oh. took height and weight...wah...everyone started laughing when my height was announced...not cuz i'm the shortest in the class cuz i ain't...but cuz i seemed to&amp;nbsp;be the only one who grew taller...lol..lotsa ppl had shrunk i think...or i guess there was something wrong with the tape or sth..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class to play sepak takraw(is this how u spell it?)...wah...sorry zhao wei..hit u so many times...hah....and anw...we did pretty well...colin was more or less the achilles' heel of our almost perfect juggling transition from one person to the next.hehe. Can i proudly announce myself as the sepak takraw club chairman? hehe....nah...i dun think i deserve that role...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;assembly later was almost completely crap and a total waste of time...the first half an hour was wasted listening to crap that didn't in the least concern us. can't believe it...was just ranting...and wongsm was unhappy bout it...wth...mok as usual wasn't exactly much favoured by the audience...it was all the usual crap bout results and stuff we didn't have to know...bout discipline and stuff...i can gather all that easily from the net...zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;at least she showed us this really inspiring and astonishing video that featured this person who seemingly only had body parts above the waist. omg..he's hilarious...despite his incapacity...and his deficiencies...he was living life the way he wanted to live life...he was happy bout the way he lived life...attitude made the difference...and he was really stout...his arms were so damn muscular u could compare them to a weight-lifter. i mean...obviously they are strong since he uses them as legs for walking...omg...he really displayed utmost tenacity and resilience...he had a couple of quotes...these are just vague impressions of 'em...:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Live life the way you want to live life...don't let life live you."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;"There's always a way to deal with things(or something like that)...underneath..through or over them."(haha sounds crap..i know..my memory ain't that good)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe it..wongsm made us write ying yong wen...just when all my composition flair had dried off and my brain had seemingly become desiccated...void of substance...lol. I took quite a long time to write it..longer than usual at least...and omg..last 2 periods loke came in again...wah...write another essay...time trial at the same time...narrative too...i don't quite like narrative...but i think today's work has made me change my impression of 'em. hah. I thought of the movie starring brendan fraser and joe pesci which featured a harvard student helping a bummer and the bummer helping the harvard student and the reverse again...a really touching story...and i altered and condensed the story till it fit the title of "repaying a kindness" haha...i think i lacked some details..but i guess it'll do fine...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;got back 2 chinese tests...88 and 89...not as good as i expected..(dun come walloping me) cuz i was expecting for 90s...argh...i need to get a high A this term for chinese...oh well...we had to study these sentences and memorise them and regurgitate them&amp;nbsp;during the test&amp;nbsp;this friday..wth man...and we had to made a duplicate of an essay she gave us...wat the hell man...wrote till my fingers became numb...obviously it wasn't an exact replica of the essay...lots of us were just scribbling through and the words simply didn't make much sense due to the sloppy writing...hah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;den later wongsm noticed my sepak takraw in the locker..wat the hell man....think she has eyes of her hawk..oh ya...she has 3 pairs of eyes...;) den wth...she confiscated it...and oh well coerced us to make a pact with her...must say i kinda initiated it...cuz i wanted the ball back...that any damage made to the notice board...we would sort of mend back those sheets of vanguard...i think she sorta wanted the entire thing to be refurbished.argh.killing 2 birds with one stone eh. so well...couple of us wrote our names down..and wth...jonny wrote it...under wong's instruction..and said that any damage made to class property including notice board would be our responsibility to recondition the stuff.wat crap man. it's ok..i think other than jonny no one else would be able to comprehend his handwriting...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;went to play basketball...wah...scored damn nice shots..hehe...in a very good mood cuz i haven't played in a long time...and the ball dipped in with a ear-pleasing "swish"...hehe...b-e-a-utiful...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...i guess attitude matters alot...that's what i've learnt...gotta make the best out of life...we only live life once at least that's what we understand...and opportunities come and go...so gotta make good use of them...whatever happens try to be happy...otherwise one mishap may trigger another...so when the warning signs start flashing...be on your wary and be cautious and handle the issue delicately...dun let it exacerbate till the situation cannot be salvaged. Don't let sad matters get in the way...they are just part of the process that understanding that life is beautiful and we should treasure these beautiful items in life. what's meant to be is meant to be...and i guess timing has to be impeccable for certain issues to really work well. Time controls everything...probably we have to be patient...but we also have to manipulate time in our favour as well. I guess...that's the most i can expect..i can't afford to sink into oblivion and let emotions control my attitude...it should be the other way round...it's an important period of time...and i'll continue to wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109023299962126845?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109023299962126845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109023299962126845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109023299962126845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109023299962126845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/monday-madness.html' title='monday madness!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-109006271639645608</id><published>2004-07-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T19:11:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdays rock!</title><content type='html'>The day turned out surprisingly well..lol..in stark contrast to my expectations and the preceding days...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 this morning...was kinda late for morning jog cuz i was planning to leave home at 7...but well..the rain woke me up i guess..and i decided to ring up the guys staying up at boarding sch..wanted to know if morning jog was still on...think all of em were still asleep...lol..so i decided to sms ang...and wow..he replied..haha..not that&amp;nbsp;i despise him or wat..just that i didn't expect him to reply so quickly..well of course he said no we didn't have to go to sch cuz of the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hence i began spamming ppl with smses telling 'em that morning jog was cancelled..think my bill's gonna rocket sky high this month..soon ppl began bombarding me with messages..asking me why...and whether i could be trusted and stuff..lol..and omg..it stopped raining at 720..and yingquan ronald and some other peeps told me there was run...just that it would be held later cuz they wanted to wait for the area to sort of dry up...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;man..i was panicking..not cuz of taking attendance or wat..just that i was in a dilemma..if i went to sch and ran and take attendance and others would i messaged didn't...it's kinda like i would be lying to them and stuff...so ah well...eventually i just went to sch..realising that some ppl i smsed telling them there was no sch...and they sorta said ok and stuff...were in school..so ahh...i got a ride to sch in mum's car...got there...angks told me not to go otherwise i would be punished by doing pushups...not that it's tough or wat..but he said i would be "killed"...zzzz. went to kah kee hall...realised that many ppl did turn up for the event..but i only spotted like less than 5 ppl from class there...lol..den aks asked me to go science block...didn't expect to see 8 of them there...i think..including ivan and kee guan..lol..ivan wanted to have breakfast at sim..trying to catch the 2 chuns and ang swimming..ahah..so 5 of us...vin me gj aks and samuel tried to sneak out of sch...and we were thinking of the best route...ahaha...den we made our way to hcjc..told em i wanted to catch juniors taking part in hcjc inv..so yeah i made my way to the canteen and spotted them...didn't really see who else was there cuz i wasn't wearing specs..haha..guess they're quite well prepared...clement yiann and galven all speaking..guess it went pretty well...haha..the 5 of us made our way to my house after that..lol..there wasn't anybody standing guard at the hcjc gate...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So well..kinda slacked till 11++ when vincent got back from sch after taking maths test...which ang had misplaced his and aik's test paper...and they had to re-do it..heard the "re-test" was really really tough...lol..ah den vincent informed me that ang said that he heard joseph tan saying that&amp;nbsp;run was cancelled&amp;nbsp;at 700...so of course he told me there was no run...then after that at around 720 he said there was run again..zzz....so well..ang said that there would be no problems so long as form teachers make no violent objections to our boycotting of the thing.hah!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;off to cine later..wahh...met lotsa ppl there...coach kelv's sister...evelyn...went to have lunch at long johns..after we finished mr aks decided to hone his ice-shooting skills by shooting at the sparkians at the neighbouring table...he kept shooting and they didn't retaliate..but after a while they did..at pzh..lol.and pzh got damn pissed he just threw an entire ice cube at them cuz it wasn't him that shot em and he was the one that got hit...lol..and they stopped retaliating.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;met up with nic and got into the cinema..realised we were sitting in front of the sparkians and lots other chinese high guys in uniform.lol...didn't really try to recognise who they were..so just took my seat and just tried to enjoy the movie..critics really did not take a liking to the show...only giving it 2 stars and stuff..but woah..it absolutely surpassed expectations...probably cuz i wasn't expecting much...lol..it was a sensational movie...music composed by hans zimmer...a jerry bruckheimer movie...wah...it was really really magnificent...the battle scenes were fantastic..they could have provided alot more background info though...keira knightley came out too late!!!ahhh...the strategems used were impeccably timed...fantastic..just that i didn't quite like the end cuz 2 of my fav characters died..argh..shan't say who..you should check it out.. ;) i don't exactly like king arthur's face though...haha...he sorta had the face that resembled a person who was gonna kill a foe when the event was supposed to be grandeur and happy and stuff...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;left our seats after that and realised u-glen jun zhe and jonsng were all watching just behind us..lol..they came from literature symposium..waha...wat a coincidence...lol...off to pool later on...regained my form!!!wahaha...triumphed over&amp;nbsp;vincent 4-1..and the reason why he got one rack was cuz i accidentally hit the black ball in...lol...i wouldn't mind another game some other time&amp;nbsp;aiks...i'll do much better this time...=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-109006271639645608?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/109006271639645608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=109006271639645608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109006271639645608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/109006271639645608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/saturdays-rock.html' title='saturdays rock!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108997927779191882</id><published>2004-07-16T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:01:17.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holdin on...</title><content type='html'>this entire week has been incredibly bad...think i have to put up with this for bout 15 weeks more or less until o's are over..wth man...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Was putting up with excruciating headaches almost everyday...almost turned into a nocturnal creature..i was sleeping at odd times and waking up at times when even perfect 10 decided to desert me. Obviously i couldn't put up with it through the week..i let go...both physically and mentally...somehow i managed to reclaim the grasp and live another day...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite crap really. I mean..what's new? Waking up at 5+ again to do the RP presentation..&amp;nbsp; during which i realised couple hours later than aiks didn't make an effort to prepare for it..i was hoping for much betta competition..haha..not that he didn't do well..just that i know he can do excellently..even though he can translate his brilliant thoughts into words instantaneously...anw..no hard feelings yea?haha...didn't really mean it..=p As usual...laura ng popped in through the back door and saw that i was sort of&amp;nbsp;in the process of&amp;nbsp;interpolating my "anti-thesis"..and she left with "this class is very good." oh no. she remembers me..i think...or probably some other class did very poorly or sth like that..allow me to take some credit..there ain't much worth accrediting for other parts of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;got back maths test..77 only..wth man..everyone was like damn easy damn easy..sure get 100 marks..and i think bout half the class got 90 and above? gawd...i was putting up with a headache and really couldn't really straighten out the mathematics. i calculated with my own brainless mind 6-8+20 = -22. sheesh..think i've got to go back to attend primary sch once again...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;went for singing practice for class song..just in case you didn't know...mdm pregnant wong went to submit our class song to participate in some competition..with some "luck" we managed to emerge through to the finals..and we're supposed to perform on the 21st august and incidentally i was chosen...lol..that's the day my bro's coming back from the states..hopefully that day will turn out much better than today. so well..i really needn't some water to lubricate my throat..couldn't really reach the notes in the chorus..so was asking for water..it didn't really go very well..'cos i was having problems adjusting to the rythm and pace...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;went to play soccer at street court...i wasn't really in the mood actually..i had once again injured my tailbone with some invaluable help from vincent soh...i wonder how it's gonna heal. Tried to be keeper...but oh my god...i was really losing concentration and i totally misjudged a back pass and took my eye off the ball for a split-second..and i actually flicked the ball into the goal through my legs...crap man..later really didn't wanna be keeper anymore my tailbone was proving really gonna hurt if i dived and injured it again...after that went to play again as outfield player...crap man..i was misplacing passes and making stupid moves and stuff...really wasn't focused..it was a crap game..we eventually lost to the evidently much better team who really were equipped with sublime skills...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm making an effort to improve my mood..i dun really wanna implicate anyone...most things that i really enjoy doing didn't exactly turn out well..they place me in a predicament in which i think that every thing is useless..and living is virtually useless. Seriously..speaking..singing...goalkeeping...stuff which make me feel some sense of ability..one which i can derive pride..pleasure..and respect..dammit..stuff haven't exactly been smooth-sailing..not that they're supposed to all the time anw..i guess it's a process i'll have to live with...i'm getting used to this process...learning and growing stronger...but i never wanna rue my chances ever again...i'm gonna take my chances...well...at least i know i tried when i fail. Well..something that i really enjoy the most isn't available to be something that i can indulge in..and yet it is something that hurts me the most..a knife stuck in the heart probably only "king arthur" can extract..ok forget the last part.it's crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108997927779191882?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108997927779191882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108997927779191882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108997927779191882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108997927779191882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/holdin-on.html' title='holdin on...'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108980131084507355</id><published>2004-07-14T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T18:35:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken.</title><content type='html'>I wanted you to know&lt;br /&gt;that i love the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you high and&lt;br /&gt;steal your pain away&lt;br /&gt;I keep your photograph&lt;br /&gt;And I know it&lt;br /&gt;serves me well&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you high&lt;br /&gt;and steal your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because im broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am lonesome&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;br /&gt;when you go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gone away&lt;br /&gt;u dont feel me ...anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over now&lt;br /&gt;and we can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high&lt;br /&gt;you steal my pain&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much left to learn&lt;br /&gt;and no one left to fight&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you high&lt;br /&gt;and steal your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because im broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am open&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel like&lt;br /&gt;i am strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i am broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am lonesome&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;br /&gt;when you go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because im broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am open&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;br /&gt;now i am strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i am broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am lonesome&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;br /&gt;when you go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i am broken&lt;br /&gt;when i am lonesome&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;br /&gt;when you go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gone away&lt;br /&gt;u dont feel me...anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a song that's more appropiate. i've seriously been disintegrated. For some unknown reason i'm in a really really bad mood. Perhaps it's because of "it"...but i've been trying to get over it...no doubt i've been unable to do so thus far. Injured my tailbone...Specs disformed by some idiot with a fetish of stripping males..wth man..like i did anything to offend him...at least the conscience that remains within my memory capacity is clear...whoever you are you better not let me know who you are..feel worse than crap now...still got 2 tests to handle tmr...hais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108980131084507355?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108980131084507355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108980131084507355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108980131084507355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108980131084507355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/broken.html' title='broken.'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108951841363215879</id><published>2004-07-11T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T20:23:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ludicrous!</title><content type='html'>Ronaldo wants to join spurs! lol. looks like the appointment of frank arnie will be the turning point for Tottenham. lol. he is absolutely fantastic..bringing in Santini..getting rid of postiga..drafting in pedro mendes and sean davis..the average age in the spurs squad is definitely gonna drop precipitously..they'll definitely perform the next season..i can't seem to be able to spot any eventual impediment that will result in another disappointing season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..English prelim oral yesterday went very very well..arrived in sch real early to play some soccer...wooah..i hit the post and smashed the post but still wasn't able to score..argh..and nic was able to get a hat-trick..cool man...the impending oral was making wei zhi real nervous..lol..but he was the last one..so i tried to calm him down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..the wait was extremely long..but eventful though..lol..we invented a new game "rubbish paper basketball" or something like that i think..lol..we just crushed one piece of paper and moulded into something which resembled a ball and tried to score by shooting it into the rubbish bin. Sounds pretty childish..but it was quite fun...some crappy combination of chapteh and soccer i guess..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..i was 2nd last..and i was getting quite nervous..and well i just sat down and thought of some stuff.."why was i getting nervous..i was afraid that i won't perform well right..but getting nervous won't help me get better remarks and impressing the examiner..so i should just get the nervous sensation out of me and make an attempt to display some extent of savoir-faire..lol.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..i began mumbling to myself..."Let the rational thinking mind take control and let go of any distressing sensations.." and woah..it really worked wonders..trudged into the room with overwhelming confidence(not over-confidence)hehe...was really worried that laura ng might have recalled that i was a debater so she would be extremely stringent..but luckily she did not..lol..and it went really well..not a single prompt...just one question..that's bout it..and it ended off really well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she commented.."Good..very good...do you take literature?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously i denied it..and she replied.."what a pity..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..feeling rather "ego" now..pardon me..wahahaha...so ppl...anitime when ur nerves are getting the better of u..tell yourself..let the "rational thinking" mind take over..lol..it really helps..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..was feeling really good..so went out with xavier, jon, ks and xavier's senior...first went for lunch at scotts' picnic...guess who we met there...lol...lokelf sia..lol..apparently she went there right after eng oral as well..she was there alone with kalavathi..really didn't expect to see her there man..lol..den went to the usual place for pool..must say..lady luck was really on my side..and i was kinda on form i guess..lol..i won every game i played..lol. It totally rocked man..went to play LAN for the first time in 3 months..and lol..still did very well...surprisingly so...lol..and went back home to play football once again.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason..something struck me to learn beckham..perhaps aspiring to be better than him...lol..so i decided to imitate him and learn his "trademark freekick"..first time..didn't exactly work well...so i said to myself.."ahhh..didn't bend my back enough..." so well..i tried a second time bending my back much more..and OMG. i was absolutely gobsmacked after i took the shot...it went straight into the top right hand corner..en route it swerved diagonally down...it was a sublime shot..lol..it was really fantastic..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun mind me..i'm in a very very good mood now...haha..albeit something wasn't exactly achieved yesterday...only 2 ppl would know pertaining to which matter..so yeah..nvm..i don't think it matters anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108951841363215879?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108951841363215879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108951841363215879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108951841363215879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108951841363215879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/ludicrous.html' title='ludicrous!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108877203449062594</id><published>2004-07-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T20:40:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-"</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah...i did fall for the trap...lol...but it's all due to being out late at night 'cos i had tuition...-_-" All of you at home get to check out news and verify the credibility of the info and stuff..haha..managed to play the prank on other ppl as well..hehe...do take a look...it's really quite incredible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CNN News: Terrorist attack in Portugal. 203 deaths so far and hundreds more injured. Portugal soccer team caught in attack. Unconfirmed reports say coach Scolari killed in attack. For latest news, please visit www.cnn.com or sms to 72111 to subscribe to CNN breaking news."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's damn crap man..but i didn't receive the last sentence otherwise i would have known that it was bogus..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well it's been a busy week...tests coming incessantly at us...struggling to hold on..but still managed to do it..hah..hopefully i'll pass all of em with flying colours..though it isn't quite probable..hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class committee meeting was quite crap actually...nothing constructive was produced..we still didn't manage to reach a decision..i don't think it's possible to reach a consensus when everyone's so insistent bout stuff and unwilling to alter their preferences...argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's wongsm's b'day and tmr's anglc's..so well we gave them cards and sang b'day songs. god..kc's really mad...i shall not say what he did to ang here...he totally went bonkers..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught spiderman today..woah..cinema was quite packed..lotsa teenagers watching..esp after the end of the jc exams or sth like that...the movie was pretty good...almost living up to expectations..but i think further improvisation can be made...pretty good plot and action and stuff...but kirsten dunst doesn't look as good as she did in the first instalment...=p didn't quite like the ending though..even though there were plenty of quotable quotes in the movie...skip this part if u haven't watched the movie and planning to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Parker: I believe there's a hero in all of us. Gives us strength, makes us noble. Even though sometimes, we have to give up the thing we want the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-Man: [realizes he may have recovered his super-powers] I'm back! I'm back! &lt;br /&gt;Spider-Man: [falls down on a car, moans] My back. My back... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108877203449062594?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108877203449062594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108877203449062594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108877203449062594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108877203449062594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title='-_-&quot;'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108840919545721717</id><published>2004-06-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T15:53:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pSychic?</title><content type='html'>i know i've been really crappy in the previous entries..so i'll keep this as short as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez..i don't think i'm psychic..just that perhaps i guess it's some sort of gut feeling..some sort of intuitive emotion that seems to be incredibly accurate. It really is quite impeccable, this feeling of mine...the other time..couple of weeks ago...i just thought that something would happen...i knew it was impossible...but somehow it stuck to my mind and i couldn't get it out of my mind. It just clung on for the rest of the day...until nighttime when i realised that it really occurred. This has been the case of various incidents over the past weeks..it really is quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of days ago...on saturday afternoon..it suddenly occurred to me that sweden and the dutch would draw in a match 0-0..and the dutch would finally triumph in penalties...though i wasn't able to predict the penalty score ultimately. However, i woke up the next morning i found that it was exemplified by reality! Just today..i wanted to wake up at 330 to catch the czech-danish encounter..but well i just kept slacking on bed..but somehow perhaps in my dreams or something like that(was in a state of sub-consciousness) i predicted that czechs had won 3-0. Somehow something told me that rosicky score. OMG. czechs won 3-0. but rosicky didnt' score. geez. this is getting more and more freaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself i won't let this astnoshing occurrence, even if it does recur, to help me with placing bets or something along those lines...and perhaps it may just break the entire "chain of thought" that has been coming to me. Perhaps i just want to preserve the beauty of it...and perhaps find out why it has been coming to me...and allow even more miracles to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my MSN nick that i had displayed couple of weeks ago was true..." If you really want something, everything in the world will conspire in your favour to achieve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you believe anything or everything in the preceding paragraphs..it's all up to you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108840919545721717?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108840919545721717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108840919545721717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108840919545721717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108840919545721717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/psychic.html' title='pSychic?'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108834014158873377</id><published>2004-06-27T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T20:42:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthem of our dying day (by Story of the year)</title><content type='html'>The stars will cry&lt;br /&gt;The blackest tears tonight&lt;br /&gt;And this is the moment that I live for&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the ocean air&lt;br /&gt;And here I am&lt;br /&gt;Pouring my heart onto these rooftops&lt;br /&gt;Just a ghost to the world&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second I wish the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would swallow every inch of this city&lt;br /&gt;As you gasp for air tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'd scream this song right in your face&lt;br /&gt;If you were hear&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wont miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never&lt;br /&gt;Never have before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second I wish the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would swallow every inch of this city&lt;br /&gt;And you gasp for air tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;From up here the city lights burn&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand miles of fire&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing this anthem&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dying day&lt;br /&gt;Of our dying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108834014158873377?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108834014158873377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108834014158873377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108834014158873377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108834014158873377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/anthem-of-our-dying-day-by-story-of.html' title='Anthem of our dying day (by Story of the year)'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108796330906655496</id><published>2004-06-23T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T12:01:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LP rocks!</title><content type='html'>Oh man...LP totally rocks! Wouldn't say the 85 bucks spent was entirely worth the performance, considering much improvisation could be made to make the performance much much better, and some people could even enjoy the music despite not paying a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, caught up with Jon at orchard first to watch around the world in 80 days...another typical jackie chan movie...filled with innovative ideas to stir laughter among audiences around the world, and non-stop action. It was kinda cool seeing all the various stars guest-starring for the movie, but well, didn't think it was THAT good...think i've watched too many jackie chan movies...kinda know how things turn out in his movies..so well...didn't find it that intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John smsed me at 6+ and told me that was already a huge crowd of people at the padang, so Jon and I rushed down to city hall, and tried to get dinner. omg..15 minutes lapsed as we were queueing up to wait for our turn at BK, but we were still waiting for our turn...damn...guess almost everyone at BK was buying dinner and were going down for the LP concert. At around 720, it was such a long queue stretching all the way from the main entrances all the way along the pavement to just outside SRC. So well, we crossed the road from Raffles city, and i told Jon to join the queue while i checked out if we were in the correct queue..ahah..realised that some singaporeans aren't that smart...they notice a queue they'll just join it. Popped up at the entrance which caused the long queue, realised that he was in the wrong queue, that entrance was only for ppl who purchased 150 dollar tix. The queue for the 85 dollar tix was so short..we got in only in a matter of 5 minutes. It was kinda lame, saw Denise from MTV going up to ppl asking them to sing linkin park songs and stuff...man..she's real thin. But very hot... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw so many people crowding near the front..especially John and 4F ppl...i went to check out the view from their perspective...i don't think they could even see the stage properly...lol...so Jon and I went towards the back to sit down on the grass...wow. We had a good view of the stage and pleasant ventilation as well. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..we waited all the way till 820 when Dan and Sheikh from perfect 10 came in to attempt to kick things off and get the crowd all psyched up and stuff. So well, they introduced this korean band, which LP probably admires, cuz they invited the korean band to start things off..oh man..we paid 87 bucks not to watch some korean band..but LINKIN PARK!!! Geez..everyone around was like shouting "Go back to seoul!!! Go home!!!" Don't think we were too evil... =) They performed till about 850...and everyone around were eagerly anticipating for LP to finally get on stage and rock the house. But crap...they shua da pai...didn't come out till bout 920..but well...they really kicked things off quite well..getting the entire crowd on their feet, enjoying the music , dancing to the beat of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fantabulous..15000 ppl(that's wat dan ong said) in one voice...dancing, singing in one voice..and everyone hopping up and down, flailing their arms tirelessly, going delirious, enjoying a performance put up by one of the greatest bands in the world in unison. It was damn cool...i was bouncing up and down like i was walking on fire, but in fact i wasn't..i was having one of the greatest times in my life..i was on the verge of losing my voice..but ah...heck cared...and i continued to attempt to sing...i finally realised what's the diff between going to a rock concert and just watching the show on tv or just listening to their music...it's something that cannot be experienced unless you actually go for the concert. It's a glorious feeling...blending in with the crowd...and being with so many hardcore enthusiasts...and being part of the concert itself. Or perhaps it's just with LP...shall quote lyndsey..."LP have got amazing stage presence.." I can't agree more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the concert was really uber-good..perhaps only for the last 90 minutes or so...haha...the crowd was kept well captivated in a sense of ecstasy, exuberance, exhilaration, and exhaltation. LP made us seem like WE were the stars of the concert, not them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents made me leave just one song earlier...but i managed to catch it on my way out...and i heard the entire gig ending.. OMG..i saw the entire pavement across the road...just outside St Andrew's Cathedral filled with swarms of people, all listening to LP...for FREE. wat the hell...really couldn't believe it...there were people on the grass just listening...ppl on city hall steps trying to take a glance...wow...LP is really quite fantastic...Got onto the train just before the main crowd got to city hall...so i'm considered quite fortunate i guess..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LP's really incredible..they totalled rocked singapore on 22nd June!!! LP rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108796330906655496?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108796330906655496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108796330906655496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108796330906655496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108796330906655496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/lp-rocks.html' title='LP rocks!'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108787736527524635</id><published>2004-06-22T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T12:09:40.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slackkkk....</title><content type='html'>Oh man, haven't been able to do anything productive or create something out of nothing these days...basically been having tonsa fun..damn..i betta get out of this hole before i fall any deeper and get back on the right track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, for the first time in my life, i actually did something for my dad on father's day. How ironic isn't it...on father's day my dad gave me two items..a shaver and a battery charger..man..they amounted to about 100++ bucks...so well...didn't really feel entirely well about the entire situation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, shall digress for a moment..thought using a shaver would be pretty easy..so kinda tried experimenting...well yeah...actually did pretty well..but after that the area just above the mouth didn't feel too comfortable...the area became crimson red as well. Argh..it's fine now..but i don't think i'm gonna try doing something like this in the near future..haha..so to all greenhorn shavers out there(whereever you shave =p)...do take extra caution and be careful...you don't wanna end up like dumb me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something didn't exactly feel right..perhaps it was my conscience...if i do have one..so well i decided to extract part of my angbao money and treat dinner for the rest of the family that night..haha..dad felt pretty good about it..so did everyone else...and i was on the receiving end of appreciation..haha..it was pretty cool...though i spent quite a large sum of money...guess it was worth every penny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up yesterday morning to find out that spain lost, and so did greece. However, greece fortuitiously got in due to scoring more goals than spain. I don't think this is a really good rule..cuz spain scored less goals but also conceded less goals than greece...so oyeah...guess lady luck wasn't on spain's side. But the blame has to go to Spain, there was substandard marking and defending all throughout the game, they didn't show the drive and determination that got them thus far, and they were looking like they were playing with each other for the first time in their lives. They have one of the most impressive looking squads in the world, sometimes capable of scintillating displays of football, but guess they've under-achieved yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up real early cuz i was going to "Wild Wild Wet" with my dear nephews and niece who are returning to the states tomorrow. Got there at around 10, and the queue was already considerably long. But we still managed to get in after a short wait, guess the staff there were pretty effecient about doing their stuff, got in eventually and had to change and stuff. Geez. My younger nephew and niece are really cute...they keep trying to hold my hand and bring me somewhere..and cuz i was carrying my stuff on one hand...they had to fight for my other hand...lol. Eventually their mum, my cousin-in-law, who is pregnant once again, suggested that she hold my stuff while i hold their hands and look after them..lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped up in the main area, their mum said my cousin and I could go for the adult rides on our own first..so well..we did. We went to this gigantic v-shaped object where we saw people sliding down one side of the V at uber-high velocity, cuz the v shape, one one side was about 70 degrees from the ground. Got our float, which was meant for 2 persons, and well soon it was our turn...and woah..it was really really fun. It was an exhilarating experience, sliding down at such a high speed...something like a roller coaster...haha...so we went down the 70 degree side, and went up the other side of the V shape, and down again, and up for a couple of times. It wasn't exactly spine-chilling, but my butt hurt after the ride...cuz of abrasion with the ground...argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a couple more rides and slides,but the first one was the most fun...haha...just that the repercussions weren't exactly much appreciated by most of the guests...haha..it was pretty evident...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So came babysitting, i had to take care of the younger nephew, and he kept bugging me to go with him on the slides, which he eventually had the courage to do it on his own..haha..he's only 4 years old by the way..lol..and i had to carry him up so he could activate one of those water-shooting devices, and he didn't get tired of them until after donkey years...so well..my arm got so sore after that it started trembling in the later part of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know how my mum, and all mums felt when bringing up their children. I wouldn't say it's frustrating..though it can get quite exasperating at times...but it really is exhausting both physically and mentally. But well, being with them is a feeling that cannot be expressed..this is an area where language founders at sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really that exhausted when i got home, so when to st. ignatius to play football with clement..found that my crossing is pretty good now..haha..oh well..it was really fun..just catching up and playing 1v1 and stuff..even though the father tried to chase us away..i quote him " You kenna my glass window u pay ah!" But well, guess it didn't pull off...lol..played 1 half hours of soccer...was really shagged after that...but still woke up this morning to watch england win croatia...damn...i really want the underdogs to prevail this time round..they almost did...the swiss and the croats...it was a gallant effort to fight for pride..couple of nice goals as well. Rooney impressed yet again...now it's become 9 goals in 10 international games for him. I have to say...that's a brilliant record. Hands down to him..but i guess he has to watch his attitude sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for yet another loooong and draggy entry..but well...feeling real crappy now..gonna go watch lp live at padang tonite..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to end off..this is something interesting i got From MountainWings..these excerpts are based on true experiences...and the stories are first hand accounts of experiences of what they would call "MountainWings moment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down so that I can take off your shoes," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calmly sat down on the floor and held out his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's no big deal except for one small fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person whom I was talking to was Christian, our 18-month-old&lt;br /&gt;son.  He can't talk, at least not legible enough for anyone to&lt;br /&gt;understand.  He can say Mama, Daddy, and Robbie (his babysitter)&lt;br /&gt;but that's the full extent of his comprehensible vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is just unintelligible grunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's so special about Christian sitting down and holding&lt;br /&gt;out his feet?  He understood what he himself can't put into&lt;br /&gt;words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids understand what they may not be able to articulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They understand tones, emotions and whether something is said in&lt;br /&gt;love or frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell bitterness... but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell anger... but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell hate... but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell resentment... but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell not being wanted... but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither can they spell love...      but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell concern...         but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell patience...        but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell sacrifice...       but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;They can't spell "I put you over my own needs..."&lt;br /&gt;                                    but they understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be surprised what kids who can't articulate their&lt;br /&gt;feelings, reactions and thoughts, understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adults around you often can't or won't articulate their&lt;br /&gt;feelings either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like kids, you'd be surprised what they understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108787736527524635?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108787736527524635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108787736527524635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108787736527524635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108787736527524635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/slackkkk.html' title='slackkkk....'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108769577338192310</id><published>2004-06-20T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T09:42:53.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol haven't blogged for the past few days 'cos of procrastination and i got pretty pissed with the blog and stuff...crap...had been fiddling with the jukebox for about 3 days and it's still not working...dammit..i've had it...now i think my com's been infected with a virus as well...argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply hate some people who want to play soccer yet they themselves do not want to take the initiative to just get out of their beds and just come out to play. Don't think it's that much of a hassle isn't it? Asked 10++ people out to play soccer in school...ultimately only 4 turned up(including me). Yeah, it's really pathetic. we played 2v2 and were tired of it just 30 minutes later. It was really exhausting 'cos we were running our heads off in the blistering heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. popped up at coro later and played an hour or warcraft 3(first time in 2 months)..lol. Couldn't help but get thrashed by the professional. hah. Went hien's house to slack, both of us were insistent on watching "breaking news"..but the movie wasn't showing at west mall..so we had to go all the way to west mall. He only wanted to go 'cos Vincent was going since he said watching with another guy was too sian. Took the MRT all the way to orchard...damn...my injured tailbone was hurting even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were late for about 20 minutes..lol..but well..still managed to get 3rd last row seats...and found out that those seats weren't that fantastic after all. The show's really quite captivating, there's non-stop action and a beautiful actress. hahaha..teetered to borders later...vin and hien checked out comics while i trudged towards orchard emerald. En route i inadvertently saw michelle chia(just in case u didn't know she's the actress cum model for lux or sth like that). she was doing some promotion or something along those lines...or perhaps just signing autographs. Didn't have a good glance, but i don't think she's that pretty.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..had tuition till 10++, really tired after a long day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there's anything worth mentioning about Friday...so i'll just give it a miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure even a toddler would know when he's playing with fire, right? But well, incidentally a 63-year-old Italian sure has proven his ignorance concerning the matter. Actually i'm not sure bout his exact age..lol..but well..the guy in question is Italian national team manager Giovanni Trapattoni(otherwise known as trap). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. I don't think there's anyone as foolish as him. He's really as dumb as a dodo. Anxiety really built up towards the commencement of the Italian-Swedish encounter, since the Swedes thumped the Bulgarians 5-0 in their opening game. Mr. Francesco Totti was clever enough to clear his throat at a dane, hence i guess u could say it paid dividence. He's banned for three matches. Oh well, turned on the tv and saw del piero and cassano and gattuso giving 101 percent on the playing field. And woah. the italians were playing the best football i've seen in a long time. They put up a prolifically astute performance, defending with outstanding purpose and tenacity, attacking with real aggresiveness and willpower. They were playing free-flowing football, the sweetest a football fan could ever enjoy. hah. I almost woke up everyone when cassano scored...lol..i was exhilarated...going at the top of my voice "hurrah italy!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy simply looked to be an impregnable force, with Nesta and Cannavaro marshalling the defence, and probably the best goalkeeper in the world Buffon in between the posts. But well, anything is possible. TRAP took off Gattuso, well i understand that 'cos he was yellow-carded..and he himself wanted to be taken off. But he took off Del Piero and Cassano. Three of the best players for Italy were off! Three other players were on, giving substandard displays of football. My heart was in my mouth when the Italian defence was exposed time after time, subject to intense pressure from the Swedes who seemingly had 4 strikers. This paid dividence. Italy seemed to have lost the drive to go forward, with Vieri still in poor form, and not the most creative midfielders on the pitch. When Zlatan Ibrahimovic scored, i was surprised my jaw didn't drop to the floor. Oh my god.. it was a simply sensational goal...both nesta and cannavaro fell flat on the floor 'cos of previous challenges made, and the ball was in the penalty area bouncing out of control. Suddenly Zlatan just leaped forward and back-flicked it, and the ball flew high into the air, dipping down just beneath the crossbar and above vieri's head into the goal. OUTRAGEOUS. Italians tried to go forward again with the ever-impresive zambrotta, but Isaksson wasn't gonna let anything past him. So it ended 1-1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. This means that Italy definitely have to win Bulgaria by at least 2 goals, and they have to hope they receive some help from their Scandinavian rivals, Denmark and Sweden, and hope against all hope that somehow they match does not end up a high-scoring draw (2-2 and more). Otherwise all Italian hope of getting further in the tournament will be washed down the drain. With cannavaro, gattuso, zambrotta, and totti all suspended, it will be a tough match, and the bulgarians will not go quietly into the night without getting anything from the tournament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. Just read soccernet, gattuso defended trapattoni, saying he would have done the same, and he supported the substitutions that he had made. oh god. Are all italians the same? I seriously hope otherwise. However, it's good to hear that Sweden's coach assured the Italians that they'll go all out for the win. Hopefully either Denmark or Sweden emerge victorious and not end up honours even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, that's too much rambling for soccer i guess..haha..well..went for pool yesterday with jon...can't believe it. I got the white ball in together with the black ball for 3 times...otherwise i would have thrashed him upside down..urgh...ah well..doesn't matter now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear nephews and niece came over to my place last nite for the last time during their trip, haha...they're darn cute...forever trying to offer food to people..and for some unapparent reason i always seemed to be in favour...haha...but damn..i've got to do some babysitting when i accompany them to "Wild Wild wet" on Monday...crap..i haven't completed my homework yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotten news that Germany drew with latvia!!!ahhh!!! luckily i didn't bet with jon..otherwise would have lost 10 bucks...lol...but well i was right that czechs would win netherlands!!! haha...goodbye advocaat and ur dutch team!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108769577338192310?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108769577338192310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108769577338192310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108769577338192310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108769577338192310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/lol-havent-blogged-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304975.post-108721851261414743</id><published>2004-06-14T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T21:08:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.drops.of.jupiter.</title><content type='html'>Now that she's back in the atmosphere &lt;br /&gt;With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;She acts like summer and walks like rain &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;Since the return from her stay on the moon &lt;br /&gt;She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun &lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded &lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar &lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back from that soul vacation &lt;br /&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere &lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane &lt;br /&gt;Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet &lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day &lt;br /&gt;And head back to the Milky Way &lt;br /&gt;And tell me, did Venus blow your mind &lt;br /&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find &lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken &lt;br /&gt;Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation &lt;br /&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet &lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day &lt;br /&gt;And head back toward the Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tis a beautiful song, but the lyrics are kinda incomprehensible i suppose. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108721851261414743?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108721851261414743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>well well well, after such a long period of procrastination, this blog has finally materialised. Not to mention, couple of friends'(you know who ;)) perpetual prompts have made me get this blog rollin'. Anyway, I'm still in the midst of seeking some help to make the blog look more presentable, so just bear with this in the meantime. By the way, just a little note to end this exceedingly short first entry, any comments or rantings that are made are purely an avenue for me to express my personal distress over a certain preoccupation, and I don't mean to demean anyone in the process. That's what a blog's supposed to be for in the first place, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S this will be probably the first and last time such a formal entry will be showcased on this url. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304975-108721369525325980?l=desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/108721369525325980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7304975&amp;postID=108721369525325980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108721369525325980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304975/posts/default/108721369525325980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desiccatedsoul.blogspot.com/2004/06/de-novo.html' title='de novo~'/><author><name>hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12074074734461101318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
