<?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-18920819</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:57:11.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5throck</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-9194219556353603948?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/9194219556353603948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=9194219556353603948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/9194219556353603948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/9194219556353603948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-post.html' title='Last Post'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8419512967185986059</id><published>2008-10-30T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:29:49.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point Proven</title><content type='html'>Maybe my belief for it is so strong that i sub-consciously moved towards it.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, my point is still proven.&lt;br /&gt;And my concerns were not too exaggerated were they? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever makes you feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8419512967185986059?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8419512967185986059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>There are many forms of happiness in a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;You can be happy from a pleasant comment from someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Or you can be happy just by looking at something pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many of us, I guess happiness has become too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;In the long run, you start to expect more to satisfy your search for happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You make your own checklist of things to be fulfilled before you can call yourself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the times when you were carefree and be happy most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is up to choice for one to be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;It is also up to choice if you want to make or break someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do can be happiness, until you decide to expect more done to fulfill your happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7298932731871223683?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7298932731871223683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7298932731871223683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7298932731871223683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7298932731871223683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4365096868079083893</id><published>2008-05-18T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:59:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment</title><content type='html'>Most of our life is a series of images.&lt;br /&gt;They pass us by like towns on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the moment stuns us as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;And we know that this instance is more than a fleeting image.&lt;br /&gt;We know that this moment,&lt;br /&gt;Every part of it,&lt;br /&gt;Will live on forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4365096868079083893?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4365096868079083893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4365096868079083893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4365096868079083893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4365096868079083893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/05/moment.html' title='The Moment'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-3573260793409364052</id><published>2008-05-03T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:56:08.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Billion</title><content type='html'>At this moment, there are 6,666,942,293 people in the world&lt;br /&gt;Some are running scared&lt;br /&gt;Some are coming home&lt;br /&gt;Some tell lies to make it through the day&lt;br /&gt;Others are just not facing the truth&lt;br /&gt;Some are evil men at war with good&lt;br /&gt;And some are good struggling with evil&lt;br /&gt;Six billion people in the world&lt;br /&gt;Six billion souls&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes&lt;br /&gt;All you need is one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-3573260793409364052?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-5174473214276961047</id><published>2008-04-06T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:24:55.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Tired!!!"</title><content type='html'>you must be hearing "i'm tired!!" from me many times if we've been hanging out.. i wonder if it's the irregular sleeping hours i got from looking for the famous MSK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling reluctant (more than usual) to stay out late.. and when im home in the afternoons.. i would lie on my sofa.. and fall asleep.. my life's been very much sleep in recent weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it'll get all better when my physical activities in camp resume.. runs have been put away for us to have enough rest to do our shifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, many birthdays are coming up! some have passed and they were not too bad.. my batch is turning 21 man.. we're all grown up now.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5174473214276961047?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5174473214276961047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5174473214276961047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5174473214276961047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5174473214276961047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-tired.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Tired!!!&quot;'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4025019841165399146</id><published>2008-03-12T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:00:32.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Escape</title><content type='html'>another month has passed since i last blogged.. so i thought i should bother to blog.. =)&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my pistol training! guess it'll be fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u're wondering why im at home on a tuesday night, its cause im on off..&lt;br /&gt;if u're wondering why im on off, its cause i didnt book out last weekend..&lt;br /&gt;if u're wondering why i didnt book out last weekend, its cause of the Toilet Break guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this drama about this guy who broke out of a detention centre.. yeah.. he's a dangerous person.. and we all cant wait till he's caught.. and all our lives would go back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray he gets caught soon.. or it'll be more weekends in camp i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4025019841165399146?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4025019841165399146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4025019841165399146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4025019841165399146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4025019841165399146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/03/escape.html' title='The Escape'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4106834638806178234</id><published>2008-02-12T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:10:31.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>well, chinese new year has passed.. well, the mood that used to be there isnt there anymore.. it's quite sad.. it's just another holiday passing.. i hope next year would be more interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year's chinese new year, ord is just around the corner.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4106834638806178234?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4106834638806178234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4106834638806178234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4106834638806178234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4106834638806178234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2099128400214042180</id><published>2007-12-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:23:42.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Festive Season</title><content type='html'>it's the festive season and everyone's celebrating! but i guess there's another group of people who are starting to realise what the new year means.. i saw excited school children shopping for school shoes and i can't help but wonder what they're excited about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least they had a long break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year end, im not exactly having good break.. but i'm not complaining anymore.. i'm just keeping my mind towards the end of this course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i can lead my happy life in my unit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2099128400214042180?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2099128400214042180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2099128400214042180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2099128400214042180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2099128400214042180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/12/festive-season.html' title='The Festive Season'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4622343210406533563</id><published>2007-12-15T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T11:25:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Stars</title><content type='html'>i was hanging out late last night early this morning.. and from 10pm last night till 4am this morning.. i saw 3 shooting stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it's a trick of the eye.. but the first one i saw, wendy saw too.. and the second one i saw, elvin saw too.. the third time no one else saw it though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we all were quick to make wishes.. i mean, the myth of wishing upon a shooting star is so widely believed.. so why not? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least we knew what we wanted deep down.. at least we didn't struggle just to think of something to wish for.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4622343210406533563?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4622343210406533563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4622343210406533563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4622343210406533563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4622343210406533563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/12/shooting-stars.html' title='Shooting Stars'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4819860017961117606</id><published>2007-12-09T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:14:35.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Back =0(</title><content type='html'>it's been one month of learning how to ride a motorcycle.. and i would say it's a really fun course to be at.. the instructors are serious when it comes to work.. but at the same time big time jokers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. tomorrow night im going back to camp.. and there's this feeling of anxiety building up.. i guess it might be the ippt scheduled on tuesday morning.. i really pray i passs that.. one month of staying out has made me damn slack.. i feel damn weak already.. HOW TO PASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4819860017961117606?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4819860017961117606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4819860017961117606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4819860017961117606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4819860017961117606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-going-back-0.html' title='I&apos;m Going Back =0('/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-3379279000564640787</id><published>2007-12-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:48:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourism</title><content type='html'>i believe going overseas has always been a pleasure for many.. except for those who go on business (or for NS) i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking down orchard road today when i realised that the was a great time for tourists to be in singapore.. the christmas decorations, the strong cooling wind, and the nice soothing music.. i guess it would have been very pleasant for me today if i was a tourist visiting singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we've been taking the pretty things in singapore for granted.. but i guess even the tower in paris won't be all that magnificent if you lived next to it and see it everyday of your life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-3379279000564640787?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/3379279000564640787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=3379279000564640787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/3379279000564640787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/3379279000564640787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/12/tourism.html' title='Tourism'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8138297273561226680</id><published>2007-11-30T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:54:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Harping On It!</title><content type='html'>i hate to keep reminding myself of what 0.1 seconds cost me.. but it cost me a day's off tomorrow.. how sad.. i have to report back for training.. while first time passers get an off day.. now.. who was the one who told me bike course was 5 day week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8138297273561226680?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8138297273561226680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8138297273561226680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8138297273561226680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8138297273561226680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/11/stop-harping-on-it.html' title='Stop Harping On It!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-6503866498087304538</id><published>2007-11-27T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:00:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0.1 Seconds Too Late</title><content type='html'>well well well... who would have thought 0.1 seconds was so important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to clear a crank course today in 4 seconds.. i came out.. happy that im through the whole freaking balancing test.. and the dude blew the fail whistle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.1 seconds.. speechless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6503866498087304538?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-6601714941843872688</id><published>2007-11-26T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:48:03.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving VS Riding</title><content type='html'>Tmr's supposed to be quite a big day for my "SAF Riding Permit".. and i seem to remember that day last year.. 28 may.. the feeling was not quite the same as this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, 28 may, one day before my driving practical test.. i was turning and tossing in bed.. i was wondering how i'd fare.. i was wondering &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; i'd get to drive the car out &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; i passed in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this time's different.. first of all.. none of my money is involved.. secondly, if i fail tmr, i take the retest the next day.. what's the big deal then? i guess it's just the remedial trainings i would have to attend if i failed.. that's the only factor i have in consideration i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my instructor said those he issued the bike im using to all passed on the first try.. and i guess i wouldnt be the one to break that tradition.. =P hopefully..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6601714941843872688?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/6601714941843872688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=6601714941843872688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6601714941843872688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6601714941843872688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/11/driving-vs-riding.html' title='Driving VS Riding'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2515121873172885415</id><published>2007-11-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T14:44:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chefs</title><content type='html'>well fine day sometime in the week, i received a phone call from wendy saying that keith is inviting us to cook at his house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out.. elvin's cheese wrapped with ham was great.. wendy's whipped potato was a disaster to make.. but it turned out fine anyway.. =P keith made something like KFC's Meltz.. was great too.. belinda did brocolli and scrambled egg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pancakes started off a total disaster.. got A LITTLE better in the end.. but i was already too tired of spoilt pancakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of the night watching scv... it's fun to do this sort of thing once in a while i guess! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2515121873172885415?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2515121873172885415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2515121873172885415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2515121873172885415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2515121873172885415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/11/chefs.html' title='&lt;s&gt;Chefs&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4721659812665991990</id><published>2007-11-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:00:45.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>Back from bike training at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SAF&lt;/span&gt; Driving Circuit.. Had my dinner, ate a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;panadol&lt;/span&gt; to halt the imminent cold (blocked nose, sore throat, etc.)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to read through my blog entries.. and im so glad i blogged all those things.. it's always beautiful to think back at memories.. remember them.. smile when you remember how fun things were in the past with you and your friends hanging out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start to wish everything was the same.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4721659812665991990?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4721659812665991990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4721659812665991990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4721659812665991990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4721659812665991990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-1120057193444181019</id><published>2007-11-21T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:59:23.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Blog Revival</title><content type='html'>this blog has been dead for too long.. i changed the template to something simple.. i guess it's easier to read.. gotta do something about that tag board with the ad -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll post more pictures this time.. since pictures usually speak more than words.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-1120057193444181019?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/1120057193444181019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=1120057193444181019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1120057193444181019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1120057193444181019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/11/project-blog-revival.html' title='Project Blog Revival'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2468046504400068243</id><published>2007-09-02T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T12:58:01.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These things work!</title><content type='html'>i gotta give it up to these "researchers".. they ask u a few questions and they tell u about ur whole life.. what you're feeling.. how you're doing.. and they get pretty accurate at times.. well, at least parts of it.. they are bound to get some parts right you would say.. i guess so.. but at least they're doing the talking for me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is what i got from a "colour preference" test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are under considerable stress and you are almost about to 'blow your top' but you are fortunate enough to be able to exert control. Control is the name of the game and it is so good to realise that whatever the situation may be a this time - it will pass. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You need to get away from everything for a while&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and if you do, you will find that, strangely enough, it will seem that most of your problems and situations will seem to wash away, just as the sea may wash away 'footprints' in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to try anything once. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You 'need to be needed' and what is perhaps more important you 'need to need.' You can only feel close to a person or persons when you feel you can trust them, but this trust needs to be proven to you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to have gone wrong and the situation at this time is such that you are not quite sure which way to turn. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;So it would appear that you are 'holding back', re-consolidating your position and relinquishing all fun and games for the time being.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are on tenterhooks and appear to be extremely nervous and upset. You are bored and you feel that life has far more to offer than this present day mundane existence. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The way that you feel indicates that you have the need for a responsive and understanding relationship. You are prepared to follow up any opportunity which may present itself. However you are very choosy and you refuse to be swept off your feet unless integrity can proved to be 100% genuine. Therefore you are holding back, keeping your emotions in check because before you let down your guard you have to be sure.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You are too trusting and you have no desire to be hurt again. You are responsive to conditions around you - but forever under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an inherent fear that you may be prevented from achieving the things you want. This activates your subconscious desire for peace of mind and mental security. It is increasingly obvious to you that the environment that you are in is not conducive to your well-being and so you are seeking fresh fields - somewhere free of conflict where you can RELAX and THINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2468046504400068243?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2468046504400068243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2468046504400068243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2468046504400068243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2468046504400068243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/09/these-things-work.html' title='These things work!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-551255468903725457</id><published>2007-08-26T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:45:12.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Richness</title><content type='html'>sometimes when u're that damn free to do blog surfing.. you come to some insanely rich person's blog.. and you start looking at the entries and pictures.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their lives are often perfectly flawless.. they have go to events at executive hotels.. book executive suites.. meet up for dinner at posh restaurants.. and you start feeling like you need to be rich like them too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so you decide to work hard.. to earn loads of money.. to be like them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never be like them.. they spent their teenage years &lt;strong&gt;rich&lt;/strong&gt;.. while we have to work and enjoy our hard earned wealth only when we're adults.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining that my family is not filthy rich though =) which parent wouldn't want the best for his children? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: 16 days to POP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-551255468903725457?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/551255468903725457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=551255468903725457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/551255468903725457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/551255468903725457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/08/richness.html' title='Richness'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-6165356073906148462</id><published>2007-08-04T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:25:45.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP Countdown</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.. i missed this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 days to POP. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6165356073906148462?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/6165356073906148462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=6165356073906148462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6165356073906148462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6165356073906148462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/08/pop-countdown.html' title='POP Countdown'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-955150652653178292</id><published>2007-08-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:24:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time in ns</title><content type='html'>yup.. i havent really had time to sit down in front of the computer and have the patience to blog.. time has been so rushed.. meeting up with friends on my precious weekends.. blogging has become one of the lowest priority.. so sorry to those who find that this space hasnt been updated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bmt life is passing by fast.. i think. currently im already more than half way through.. i survived my 6 days of field camp.. and all im left with is my SIT test, SOC and IPPT to clear.. soon i will POP.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i dread that moment.. once i POP.. i might be able to take a short break.. and then i get my posting.. somehow i think life in the unit wouldn't be as fun and as fulfilling as life in bmt.. i get the impression that the superiors would not be as tolerent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about NS is that you dont know what you're about to get into.. so.. we really gotta take things one step at a time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me all the best for my ns life.. &lt;br /&gt;no injuries..&lt;br /&gt;no charges.. &lt;br /&gt;no confinements.. &lt;br /&gt;everything go smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;and i'll have no complaints.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-955150652653178292?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/955150652653178292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=955150652653178292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/955150652653178292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/955150652653178292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-in-ns.html' title='Time in ns'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-1817115934280699974</id><published>2007-06-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T17:30:41.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Out</title><content type='html'>i'm out! met up with some of my friends already.. others haven't had the chance! there's always next week i guess.. =) i'll only have half a saturday and half a sunday starting next week.. how sad.. but i think i'll pull through.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months later.. i guess my social life will be better.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 days to POP. (September 11! 911! No better date)&lt;br /&gt; x days to ORD. (I can't really be bothered with that now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-1817115934280699974?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/1817115934280699974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=1817115934280699974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1817115934280699974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1817115934280699974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-out.html' title='I&apos;m Out'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2201978002667519030</id><published>2007-06-14T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T03:56:02.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like shit</title><content type='html'>About 30 hours more of freedom to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment.. the feeling is like shit i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not about serving ns that makes me feel like.. it's about missing out on what people are doing outside ns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of consolation:&lt;br /&gt;2 years would pass fast.&lt;br /&gt;3 months would pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks would pass even faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2201978002667519030?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2201978002667519030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2201978002667519030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2201978002667519030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2201978002667519030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-shit.html' title='Like shit'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-5945446474918616717</id><published>2007-06-03T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:43:36.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS</title><content type='html'>it's been nearly a month since i've updated.. many things have happened.. some good some not so good.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its kinda sucky when a good thing comes along.. and the next thing you know.. i'm left with 12 days to enjoy it.. i would really hate NS if it takes away what i want to enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing i can do about it.. take things one step at a time and see what happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm enlisting 2 fridays from now.. i hope ns will be a breeze..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5945446474918616717?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5945446474918616717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5945446474918616717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5945446474918616717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5945446474918616717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/06/ns.html' title='NS'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2629942031703331310</id><published>2007-05-08T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:18:25.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NP LOV Launch Day</title><content type='html'>it's 6.12pm and i'm at ngee ann poly rotting.. waiting for the lorry to come.. so that we can transport the event stuffs to singapore poly.. campus tour man.. how cool.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how singers feel about world tours.. must be damn tiring.. only that they get paid.. and we are free labour.. saddening.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been sleeping a lot.. whole week full of events.. till i fly off to shanghai for my holiday.. i guess that's the way.. work myself till im damn tired.. and go relax overseas.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this place in ngee ann is so sleep inducing.. &lt;br /&gt;aircon + sofa = sleep&lt;br /&gt;like the library in tp.. &lt;br /&gt;i think im falling asleep.. another long day tmr.. sigh! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2629942031703331310?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2629942031703331310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2629942031703331310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2629942031703331310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2629942031703331310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/05/np-lov-launch-day.html' title='NP LOV Launch Day'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-5783009616478486195</id><published>2007-04-11T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:57:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Wish</title><content type='html'>so one fine day.. &lt;br /&gt;he was in his office early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;going about his daily routine..&lt;br /&gt;a phone call came..&lt;br /&gt;a familiar voice on the other end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man was crying on the phone..&lt;br /&gt;a man who misses his friends..&lt;br /&gt;friends the man hasn't seen for 10 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where are you?" he asked..&lt;br /&gt;"SGH" replied the man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the abrupt phone call..&lt;br /&gt;full of regrets for drifting away from his friends..&lt;br /&gt;a final wish for a reunion with his friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;such is life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5783009616478486195?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5783009616478486195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5783009616478486195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5783009616478486195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5783009616478486195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/04/final-wish.html' title='The Final Wish'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-113938742791312531</id><published>2007-04-09T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:17:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia</title><content type='html'>"phobia: a persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it." - &lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans.. we are afraid of many things.. afraid of having no money.. afraid of ghosts.. afraid of parents.. afraid of boyfriends/girlfriends.. afraid of spouses.. every little thing in the world might be the source of one's darkest fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some are ridiculous.. some are just because we humans simply think too much.. some worries and phobias are just baseless and uncalled for.. we just.. think too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the phobia for the friday the 13th (paraskavedekatriaphobia).. why on earth would you need to be afraid of that for!? it's all in the mind.. chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-113938742791312531?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/113938742791312531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=113938742791312531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/113938742791312531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/113938742791312531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/04/phobia.html' title='Phobia'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-9069923727285114770</id><published>2007-03-28T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T11:12:02.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days pass</title><content type='html'>and we're into the end of march.. i've forgotten when i finished my last paper.. but it feels like a month ago already.. how many more days of slack do i have! how many more days do i need to work.. it's like we've lost track of time yea? i wonder what the feeling would be like when we graduate from university..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note.. it's dinner and dance tonight! lets hope it'll be fun.. and (hot).. lol.. gonna see people i haven't seen in ages.. the activity after dnd would be more happening yea.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to graduation ceremony.. when we all come together again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-9069923727285114770?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/9069923727285114770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=9069923727285114770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/9069923727285114770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/9069923727285114770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-pass.html' title='days pass'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4938205260532575962</id><published>2007-03-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:08:09.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate Lo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Graduate Lo!!!" - z&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! and so the sms came 2 days ago.. and informed me that i have graduated! with As! first time i've seen so many As in my whole poly life.. if only i had such grades throughout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up with a less than ideal GPA for myself.. all because of year 1.2... where a "distraction" came along.. a distraction that didn't even work out! and i got a few Ds added to my As and Bs.. what a spoiler.. well.. can't blame anyone but myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE MY APPLICATION FOR UNIVERSITY GETS THROUGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4938205260532575962?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4938205260532575962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4938205260532575962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4938205260532575962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4938205260532575962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/03/graduate-lo.html' title='Graduate Lo!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4546551597236486869</id><published>2007-03-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:50:35.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habitats</title><content type='html'>sometimes we are so attached to something or someone or something you are used to doing or something you are used to seeing someone else do that you are lost in it.. ok.. that was confusing.. basically.. we all have habits.. and sometimes we are very dependent on somethings.. some habits you decide to keep and others you decide to leave behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so says a famous quote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." - Frank Outlaw.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4546551597236486869?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4546551597236486869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4546551597236486869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4546551597236486869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4546551597236486869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/03/sometimes-we-are-so-attached-to.html' title='Habitats'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-1421939935302984098</id><published>2007-03-03T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:22:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Legend..</title><content type='html'>A Legend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A terrible legend was told in ancient Egypt that, before the first of the pharaohs died, he divided a piece of his beloved jade into two, and cast them to two parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pharaoh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;swore&lt;/span&gt; upon the sky and cast a curse upon the jade, that no one in future generations was to bring the piece of beautiful, flawless jade together, or he will be severely punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vicious curse cast in ancient times evolved into a terrible legend after thousands of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that, somewhere in the world, there would be a stranger who looks exactly like yourself. If unfortunately, the two meet each other, one of them would have to pay the terrible price set by the curse cast thousands of years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a legend i heard.. of course i didn't really believe it that much.. but can you imagine if someone looked exactly like you? i mean.. you could switch places and no one would know! have a taste of a different lifestyle.. i know many of us would give anything to try a different lifestyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are just not satisfied with what we have isn't it? that's quite sad.. i wish i could be satisfied with what i have.. but it is in human nature to want more.. *evil laugh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-1421939935302984098?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/1421939935302984098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=1421939935302984098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1421939935302984098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1421939935302984098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/03/legend.html' title='A Legend..'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4377871381374632366</id><published>2007-03-01T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:05:14.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate!</title><content type='html'>Graduated! I hope! Shouldn't have any supp papers... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm gonna miss school life for 2 years! I guess graduation wont feel that bad if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; going into NS.. at least we get to continue experiencing study life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i guess university graduation will feel worse.. no more studying! and you're stepping into society.. where there's little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tolerance&lt;/span&gt; for mistakes.. where you start trying to pursue your dreams.. where many things you want to do are no longer up to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i guess thats enough negative things about working life..&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is still on! Try to make the most out of it!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4377871381374632366?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4377871381374632366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4377871381374632366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4377871381374632366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4377871381374632366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/03/graduate.html' title='Graduate!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-904938533427720692</id><published>2007-02-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T04:28:04.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year!?</title><content type='html'>it's the lunar new year AGAIN! i guess i've been through 19 chinese new years.. and 19 years of the same thing is getting really boring.. of course its still nice to see my cousins.. see my family friends.. know how they're doing.. chat.. catch a movie together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's doing well in school.. two of my cousins work at LV at taka.. a girl i've known all my life is going to ROM this year.. my younger cousins are growing up fast.. my grandfather keeps asking me to drink stout with him.. these things i know and see from my CNY visits are definitely not that boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year im going into NS! next time i see them at chinese new year.. i'll be an NS man! and im still looking forward to mass visits on tuesday.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-904938533427720692?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/904938533427720692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=904938533427720692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdKIHxTMNDs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdKIHxTMNDs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You are a NOOB"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the link is provided for u to paste to others easily :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdKIHxTMNDs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdKIHxTMNDs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-1911727549233979794?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/1911727549233979794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=1911727549233979794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1911727549233979794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1911727549233979794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-are-noob.html' title='You Are A NOOB'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4610466423976496183</id><published>2007-02-06T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:41.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Do We Part?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RciZkbbI3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nPWl6-aTT1M/s1600-h/libiege.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028437835075083730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RciZkbbI3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nPWl6-aTT1M/s320/libiege.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon.. we will part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly apt isnt it? this song.. year 3.. we're leaving the school soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes of course we'll meet again.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who can't read it.. Maybe u wanna try listening to it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w03.funmtv.com/wmam/Y/2006311138769/1599897.wma" target="_blank"&gt;http://w03.funmtv.com/wmam/Y/2006311138769/1599897.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4610466423976496183?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4610466423976496183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4610466423976496183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4610466423976496183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4610466423976496183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-do-we-part.html' title='When Do We Part?'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RciZkbbI3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nPWl6-aTT1M/s72-c/libiege.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-2850486152202338568</id><published>2007-02-04T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:36:54.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars, Luck and Such</title><content type='html'>well.. i was driving in the car with elvin.. and we were talking about how unlucky xu wei lun was.. apparantly they crashed, she thought it was safe.. unbuckled to get off to check the damage.. and just as she unbuckled.. a truck from rammed them from behind.. her head knocked against the dashboard.. and it was fatal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out.. the time of the crash.. as stated in the chinese "tong shu" was the most unlucky time of the day.. it was the time such that when you are very unlucky, that time would be your most unlucky timeframe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so elvin said.. sometimes really.. when you are unlucky.. you are really unlucky for the rest of the day.. so the story starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached out friend's house.. and we decided to wait in the car for her.. she was bathing.. we saw someone who looked like her father enter the house while staring at us in the car.. then her maid returned from somewhere.. she asked us to go in.. so she went ahead of us.. and we took a while to off the engine before stepping in.. her uncle came out.. and went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"who are you looking for?"&lt;br /&gt;"this is not her house! you want to come in you call her first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by then i knew it was not her father.. and her maid was no where to be seen.. so the aunt came down too and started to make a scene.. well they were just picking a fight.. he said he would have wacked us cause he thought we were robbers.. lol.. i would like to see him try.. well elvin was angry.. but i wasnt.. i found that guy joke.. i was smiling to him like he was a clown amusing me with his fantastic stunts.. turns out my friend didnt really like him too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all that drama ended and we went to joy's work place to have a drink.. she wasnt there though.. so we went to drink and then went to mac @ ecp to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i drove my friend back.. and i was with elvin again in the car.. i chose to go via expo.. and tada.. roadblock.. those cars in front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) policeman looks into the car&lt;br /&gt;2) car moves on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) policeman looks into the car&lt;br /&gt;2) policeman goes "park at the side of the road"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! how lucky.. so he proceeded to get IC and driving license from me.. and IC from elvin.. can you imagine if i was driving someone with no habit of bringing out the IC? i guess it would be police station for us? they took quite long to check against the database.. they should change the system.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really feel unlucky.. both events were like eye openers i guess? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2850486152202338568?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2850486152202338568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2850486152202338568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2850486152202338568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2850486152202338568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/02/cars-luck-and-such.html' title='Cars, Luck and Such'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8118241374247071852</id><published>2007-01-29T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:32:38.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken For Granted</title><content type='html'>saw on news just now that xu wei lun has passed away.. car accident.. and i was sad to hear that.. she's like among the prettiest female artistes in taiwan.. and she's gone just like that.. i never thought i won't be able to see her on dramas and variety shows anymore.. she's only 28!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we just take too many things for granted.. that good friend you have.. that eye candy in school.. that great boss you work with.. that guy who craps around with you all day.. that girl who talks to you on the phone all the time.. that singer you adore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. all things deemed beautiful by you will eventually be gone.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let a person you love feel loved before it's too late"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but won't you still lose that person in the end? at least there're no regrets? can there really be no regrets? makes us feel helpless doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8118241374247071852?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8118241374247071852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8118241374247071852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8118241374247071852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8118241374247071852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/taken-for-granted.html' title='Taken For Granted'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4460944578922135480</id><published>2007-01-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:22:30.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millionaire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow.. my lecturer showed us a clip from who wants to be a millionaire today.. and i was rather impressed by the contestant.. freaking awesome way to finish it off! ONE MILLION DOLLARS! this one was impressive.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtfqHIBSPzY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtfqHIBSPzY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cool!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but there are those who are not so cool too.. i laughed out loud when i saw this clip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMriTkE3igY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMriTkE3igY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4460944578922135480?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4460944578922135480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4460944578922135480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4460944578922135480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4460944578922135480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/millionaire.html' title='Millionaire!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8620518594464057559</id><published>2007-01-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:13:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singnet</title><content type='html'>singnet is getting on my nerves.. why is internet so slow!!! i thought all was fine after the taiwan earthquake thingy was over.. now its laggy again.. for what reason i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Please be informed that Internet access to services such as gaming and video downloading may experience some delays. We apologise for the inconvenience caused." - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singnet.com.sg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.singnet.com.sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is not explaining anything! i couldnt found any explanation at the "news centre" too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.singtel.com/news_centre/news_releases/default.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://home.singtel.com/news_centre/news_releases/default.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singnet needs to tell us what is happening..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8620518594464057559?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8620518594464057559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8620518594464057559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8620518594464057559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8620518594464057559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/singnet.html' title='Singnet'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8434918975872417602</id><published>2007-01-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:41.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's kinda boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's kinda irritating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;tiring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's something i haven't done before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's a good experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's a good time to make friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's a good time to know your friends better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's a good time to help sponsor bowls of rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's good to feel at home in a large group of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021771281348204306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RbDqX7gElxI/AAAAAAAAABs/0Uj-UPY38wo/s320/DSCF1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The merit and commendation people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8434918975872417602?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8434918975872417602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8434918975872417602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8434918975872417602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8434918975872417602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/eps.html' title='EPS'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RbDqX7gElxI/AAAAAAAAABs/0Uj-UPY38wo/s72-c/DSCF1088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-6032443183492680584</id><published>2007-01-16T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:36:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore</title><content type='html'>the radio djs never fail to surprise and interest me with their stories.. today while in the car on my way to school.. i heard another interesting story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times we play online games.. people ask where we're from.. and we answer.. singapore~.. and they go.. HUH? where is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"is that in africa?" - a gamer i talked to recently&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's not really a bad thing.. like we'll know all the states in america offhand.. so unless you're some geog geek.. you're really forgiven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but from the story i heard this morning.. some people have a rather bad impression of Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, a Singaporean was talking to a Korean lady in Korea...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Korean Lady: Singapore is a place with no freedom and human rights..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singaporean: What makes you think so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Korean Lady: I read on the papers that in Singapore, someone threw an unfinished apple onto the ground and got caught. He was then tied to the front of a lorry and paraded in public.. mem bers of public were allowed to throw bad fruits at him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singaporean: I've lived 40 years in Singapore and i've never heard of such a thing.. maybe you should come to Singapore and take a look..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it amazing how people from other countries can think this way of Singapore.. i have no problems with them thinking this way.. keeps people from taking jobs away from me huh? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6032443183492680584?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/6032443183492680584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=6032443183492680584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6032443183492680584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6032443183492680584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/singapore.html' title='Singapore'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2281122966230241333</id><published>2007-01-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus Breakdown #1</title><content type='html'>wow.. all my life (typing this just reminded me to dwl that song), i havent had a bus breakdown on me before.. today, on my way back to paya lebar with elvin and wendy after cutting hair.. 197 decided to breakdown.. we didn't know the procedures when buses break down.. so we only took ONE complimentary ticket.. would have taken more free rides if i had known.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020279652091205378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RaudvrgElwI/AAAAAAAAABc/yrCgKlqokeY/s320/Picture.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The free ride. Ends on valentines' day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it was destined that we would end up at bugis.. so we shopped.. hahahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: do not print the ticket and try to get a free ride! theres a watermark at the back that i couldnt scan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2281122966230241333?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2281122966230241333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2281122966230241333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2281122966230241333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2281122966230241333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/bus-breakdown-1.html' title='Bus Breakdown #1'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RaudvrgElwI/AAAAAAAAABc/yrCgKlqokeY/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-7825147771273700761</id><published>2007-01-14T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:33:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly her</title><content type='html'>i was going to bed late at night.. and my mum was awake.. said she had a dream.. that we were at war.. i was a baby.. she was carrying me tight and running.. ah.. i was just smiling while tucking myself in bed.. but i wonder whats making her dream of something like that.. maybe she's worried about something? lol.. we just don't understand our parents at times yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extreme makeover: home edition is cool.. they find a family in need.. tear down their house.. and build a whole new place for them.. there's lots of emotions in the show.. every family they help seem to have quite a sad story behind them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7825147771273700761?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7825147771273700761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7825147771273700761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7825147771273700761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7825147771273700761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/silly-her.html' title='Silly her'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4018675650708326433</id><published>2007-01-13T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:42.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo Answers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today.. i was surfing Yahoo! Answers.. i don't know how i came across this.. but i found it humourous.. no offence to my dear friends across the causeway! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019191878609049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RafAa7gEluI/AAAAAAAAABI/7Jrgjrg43qE/s320/yahooanswers.jpg" border="1px solid #000000" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was the fact that it was voted best answer that makes it so amusing.. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4018675650708326433?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-908183700708262763</id><published>2007-01-11T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T01:09:00.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush Hour Month</title><content type='html'>projects, lab tests, quizes.. they're driving us crazy! the stress has infected all of us in IFC and perhaps the whole of engineering.. or perhaps.. the whole of tp.. maybe not design..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sometimes nice to quietly watch the people in tp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people going to class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people going to the canteen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people rushing to catch the lift.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people squeezing in between others waiting for the lift to "cut-queue".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people greeting lectuerers and stopping them to ask questions.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lecturers laughing at each others' jokes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lecturers eating in the canteen alone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;printing services having long queues on the day of report submissions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the library's theft alarm sounding without reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the security guards marshalling traffic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the big shot's car parked just beside the design entrance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;students playing warcraft at the concourse level..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;students playing maplestory at the concourse level..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people walking past a funnily dressed person while trying to keep a straight face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;students using intercom to talk to their lecturers outside the staffroom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more to the stressed up life at tp.. and the things people do to destress.. i guess we'll all miss it when we leave.. seriously.. it's all so worth remembering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sab will not fail her lab test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-908183700708262763?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/908183700708262763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Police!</title><content type='html'>went to bedok interchange to buy some stuff this afternoon.. saw 5 police officers surrounding a teenage guy.. they seemed to be questioning him.. but come to think of it.. why were they questioning him there? and creating a commotion.. everyone was looking and kept wondering.. i was highly curious too.. haha =/ what did he do or what does he know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-138728607567985834?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/138728607567985834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=138728607567985834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Love is not love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which alters when it alteration finds, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or bends with the remover to remove: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O no! it is an ever-fixed mark &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That looks on tempests and is never shaken; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is the star to every wandering bark, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Within his bending sickle's compass come: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But bears it out even to the edge of doom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If this be error and upon me proved, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never writ, nor no man ever loved. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6348472057482670249?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/6348472057482670249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=6348472057482670249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6348472057482670249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6348472057482670249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/sonnet-cxvi.html' title='Sonnet CXVI'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-7229767263553586687</id><published>2007-01-02T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:23:57.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. this post came a little too late.. was too lazy to post about new years eve till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. new years eve.. i went to have dinner with my dad.. at about 7pm.. then i came home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; end there.. i rested for a while.. took the car and went to meet my LAN/soccer mates at 9pm.. its been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;longggg&lt;/span&gt; time since i saw them! i should make an effort to wake up in time on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sundays&lt;/span&gt; to meet them (and stop sleeping after 4am)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i ate (again) with them and then we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;simei&lt;/span&gt; to chill.. bought some drinks and went to a pavilion to talk and drink.. it's just so fun meeting up with them everytime.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;okk&lt;/span&gt;.. so i had to leave by 10.45pm.. to meet another group of people! and together, with the 4 of them.. i would say i spent the most unique first day of the new year of my life.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. love them man.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7229767263553586687?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7229767263553586687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7229767263553586687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7229767263553586687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7229767263553586687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2838450577485734461</id><published>2006-12-30T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:42.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; reminded me after we celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jon's&lt;/span&gt; birthday.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014056206004040434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RZWBjcK2svI/AAAAAAAAAA8/adJCAlgjycI/s320/jonBday.JPG" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we watched night at the museum.. and yeah.. it was a great comedy.. the way the movie is presented.. awesome! the way the scenes are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exaggerated.. superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;A very Happy Birthday to Jonathan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2838450577485734461?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2838450577485734461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2838450577485734461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2838450577485734461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2838450577485734461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-jon.html' title='Happy Birthday Jon!!!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RZWBjcK2svI/AAAAAAAAAA8/adJCAlgjycI/s72-c/jonBday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-7315099781182710582</id><published>2006-12-29T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:42.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clinic</title><content type='html'>guess what came in the mail the other day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013861953223176930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RZTQ4cK2suI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3YikMvBR310/s320/TheClinic.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Postcard From The Clinic (Edited)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaa.. i was kinda shocked to see the "You are Special" section.. seriously.. status of handicap.... lol.. and that was the first thing i saw.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"errr? is this from the hospital?" - shocked me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess they're too creative.. hahahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7315099781182710582?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7315099781182710582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7315099781182710582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7315099781182710582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7315099781182710582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/clinic.html' title='The Clinic'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RZTQ4cK2suI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3YikMvBR310/s72-c/TheClinic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-6168399189422921858</id><published>2006-12-25T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:56:39.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>i'm thankful for every single friend that have come into my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinpoh azad saiseong amir ameer junjie huiqing elvin wendy keith victor neo huiting cindy joy jerry louis edwin alex baofa william xinfu jimmy carol jon jiayi charles gino jack julia kenneth kenny luppeng michael pok rayner edwina sabrina pohsuan angela teowhwee yanyan shaun nigel lydiafang mabel jolyn tianying lydiasim william sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've been fantastic people that have made my life more fun and meaningful! =D yeah.. you have the permission to rant if u do not see ur name inside.. but please forgive me.. haha.. you have probably been great too.. but u know this kinda name list.. bound to be 1 or 2 missing? =P it's a completely random list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for my cousins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simon christopher gillian gina weijie leiya roger candice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're the ones i grew up with.. all my life i've known them.. some of them i can look to them for precious advice.. some i can hang out with very much.. and some aren't that close to me anymore.. i still miss those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;they are my closest kin.. i'm thankful that we're together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for the last last christmas =) i'm thankful for last christmas =) well.. it's christmas.. wishing you a merry christmas! i'm thankful for people reading my blog too.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-6168399189422921858?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/6168399189422921858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=6168399189422921858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6168399189422921858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/6168399189422921858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8382937903283975078</id><published>2006-12-19T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T03:21:33.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>it's been raining so much these few days.. do you like the feeling? or do you hate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are no emotions that come with the rain.. rain only multiplies what you are feeling in your heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember that my dear friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8382937903283975078?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8382937903283975078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8382937903283975078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8382937903283975078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8382937903283975078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-7696858999204711724</id><published>2006-12-18T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:50:57.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hare And The Tortoise The Trilogy</title><content type='html'>well, i went for the christmas party at microsoft yesterday afternoon.. and it was kinda alright i guess.. dinner was great at marche! sponsored dinner of course.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that afternoon, daniel shared a story with us.. it was the typical hare and tortoise race story.. so prepare to read a life inspiring story.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, all of us know this part of the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hare and the tortoise agreed to have a race.. the hare was complacent and took a nap halfway into the race.. when he woke up, the tortoise had won..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this part of the story: never be complacent, slow and steady wins the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. all of us know that part of the story.. but there's more to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hare is unhappy that he lost to the tortoise in the race.. he identifies what went wrong and challenges the tortoise to another race.. he was consistent in the race this time and obviously he won the race.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this part of the story: learn from your mistakes, the fast and consistent always wins the slow and steady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i thought that was all, daniel went on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tortoise has lost.. but he is not convinced that he can't beat the hare.. he decided to set a new race route and challenged the hare to another race.. the hare had a huge head start to the race.. but eventually came to a river.. he could not cross.. the tortoise won this time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this part of the story: change the field of play according to your own strengths and you would win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's not all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tortoise and hare realised that they both had different strengths.. they decided to collaborate and challenged others to a team race.. when it was on land, the hare would carry the tortoise on his back.. on water, the tortoise would carry the hare on his back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this part of the story: your competitors don't have to stay as your competitors.. sometimes, collaboration with others with other strengths would do you more good than harm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7696858999204711724?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7696858999204711724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7696858999204711724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7696858999204711724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7696858999204711724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/hare-and-tortoise-trilogy.html' title='The Hare And The Tortoise The Trilogy'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-5519863270028078688</id><published>2006-12-16T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T04:40:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Rayner!</title><content type='html'>it's rayner's birthday today! happy birthday dude.. lol.. went to watch eragon and then to have punggol nasi lemak for supper.. it's 4.39am and i don't intend to sleep.. got to wake up in 2 hours if i sleep... gonna be much more tired i think.. tmr's gonna be a sleepy day anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great birthday rayner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5519863270028078688?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5519863270028078688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5519863270028078688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5519863270028078688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5519863270028078688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-to-rayner.html' title='Happy Birthday To Rayner!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-5166125387352595752</id><published>2006-12-15T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:41:50.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling.. Bored..</title><content type='html'>had a hard time coming up with my post title.. i typed.. "i'm feeling.." and then i didn't know what to type at the back.. term tests are over.. i feel relieved.. there's a assignment submission next wednesday.. i need to submit comm report chapter 4 draft soon.. that's stress there.. anyway.. i decided on bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;network security was...................... saw the paper and cursed under my breath.. ok it was easy.. and i kinda regret studying so much for it.. many of us came out of the test venue grinning from ear to ear.. most were done by 40 minutes.. few were left sitting till the end of the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put up my hand to hand in my paper 30 minutes into the paper.. and the examiner was quite astonished.. before me several others left.. and he went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh.. the paper easy is it?" - Examiner, Network Security&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled and said yea.. and he went on to collect the paper, asking the same question to my friend.. i hope everything goes well though.. i would &lt;s&gt;faint&lt;/s&gt; die if i make some silly mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this post was forced out of me by &lt;s&gt;an old&lt;/s&gt; a friend. just found her recently after soooo long.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5166125387352595752?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5166125387352595752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5166125387352595752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5166125387352595752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5166125387352595752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-feeling-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling.. Bored..'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4236119401708240944</id><published>2006-12-13T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:15:07.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter To Her Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, i found this in my email inbox. Forwarded by Alex.. I think i would have a heart attack if my daughter did that.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of thepillow. It was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too – even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Rosie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4236119401708240944?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4236119401708240944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4236119401708240944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4236119401708240944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4236119401708240944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/letter-to-her-father.html' title='A Letter To Her Father'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-4893529780688913040</id><published>2006-12-12T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:36:51.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>I feel so irritated staying at home the whole day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-4893529780688913040?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/4893529780688913040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=4893529780688913040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4893529780688913040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/4893529780688913040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-2846332301368419458</id><published>2006-12-09T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:28:01.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ideas And Me</title><content type='html'>i always get funny ideas in my head.. like the following one.. we all know during examinations periods, student tend to be paranoid and start to study overnight at each other houses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, most houses are not designed to accomodate an entire class of studying humans! so i concluded that i should book a chalet this coming study week for the main examinations... and invite all my friends to STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course do a whole lot of other things other than study.. like we always do when studying outside.. hahahahhaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2846332301368419458?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2846332301368419458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2846332301368419458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2846332301368419458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2846332301368419458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-ideas-and-me.html' title='My Ideas And Me'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-5987820168927050585</id><published>2006-12-02T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:01:42.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cursed Seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;tenacious d was freaking funny.. i didn't know it was m18! they asked for all our ICs before we were allowed into the cinema.. -_- wth.. anyway.. tenacious d.. good for a laugh.. i guess there's like no solid storyline.. lol.. 2 hours of crap and laughter.. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003806503420436306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RXEXgOkqH1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3r6AWWOkE3M/s320/Picture.jpg" width="202" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Seat Of Destiny. zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-5987820168927050585?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/5987820168927050585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=5987820168927050585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5987820168927050585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/5987820168927050585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/12/cursed-seat.html' title='The Cursed Seat'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk1E7SNWMio/RXEXgOkqH1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3r6AWWOkE3M/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18920819.post-2449352759251863594</id><published>2006-11-30T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:30:51.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series Of Disappointing Events</title><content type='html'>Number 1 on the list! Judging! I think most of our dear judges made our project look like some worthless project that is fit only for deletion.. well, i guess they were trying to make it like project runway/american idol/superstar? only it's far less grand.. all i know is.. they succeeded in making my project sound like crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just a small line of code to do that what."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. AuKY, Judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just a 1 and 0? I just write a simple applet i can hack in already."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. TanLS, Judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The recording is not professional."&lt;/em&gt; (Something like that)&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. LimTC, Judge, Joy's team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i realised its not that bad.. everyone seemed to be getting such remarks.. anyway.. those marks they give us.. 20%! i just found out today.. chay! and i thought it was like the biggest event of my project.. 80% comes from my supervisor! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things are just so disappointing la.. haha.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*House of Joy on channel 8 is saddening.. a family having to take one blow after another.. characters helping each other.. it's heart warming.. hope it's a happy ending..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-2449352759251863594?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/2449352759251863594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=2449352759251863594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2449352759251863594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/2449352759251863594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/series-of-disappointing-events.html' title='A Series Of Disappointing Events'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-1777525999424890051</id><published>2006-11-28T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:14:27.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amidst All The Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, we all have our own activities to relieve stress in this busy semester.. here are some clips that might help.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjpsJviujAE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjpsJviujAE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="288" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gays? Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9k_NoV7-Vw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9k_NoV7-Vw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="288" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check before you fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-1777525999424890051?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/1777525999424890051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=1777525999424890051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1777525999424890051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/1777525999424890051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-between-all-stress.html' title='Amidst All The Stress'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-7184720664289246211</id><published>2006-11-27T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T02:38:41.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blog:</title><content type='html'>well, it's been so long since i last blogged.. didn't have time to blog! busy busy busy time! project judging is near!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;it's your last hurdle before graduation&lt;/em&gt;" - Mr Ng CL, Project Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's really the last hurdle.. then we'll leave poly.. leave and bring our fantastic memories with us.. how great it'll be if time stopped! and we all stopped growing.. that'll be great.. i would love for everything to remain as it is.. although i'm not rich and enjoying a luxurious life, but at least everything's stable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. some random stuff.. i was writing my report.. decided to stay late to finish up.. it's now 2.34am! at about 1am just now channel u decided to stop broadcasting and channel 5 and channel 8 started to show scary movies.. i could only rely on channel news asia then.. -_- but it stopped a while ago too.. what luck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;dumb november&lt;/em&gt;" - Sab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! christmas is coming! i'm ready to shop with the debit card i received today.. hahahahahaa.. 3 parties on my calendar! =) all microsoft related though.. how sad.. something for a change please? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-7184720664289246211?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/7184720664289246211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=7184720664289246211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7184720664289246211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/7184720664289246211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear-blog.html' title='Dear Blog:'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-8623480585935454505</id><published>2006-11-16T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:09:46.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother Sister "Conflicts"</title><content type='html'>been a while since i updated again.. im just lazy! haha.. went to watch step up on tuesday.. it's a good show to catch.. =) was kinda interesting to see a two different styles of dancing trying to dance the same dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to my friend when she pasted a conversation she had with her elder brother on msn.. kinda funny to see siblings quarrelling with each other in a "fun" way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;why wanna find admin job&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;go find so more fun job lah&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;like those u need to talk to ppl one&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;oh nvm&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;ur ugly&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;u better stay in the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sister says:&lt;br /&gt;so stupid&lt;br /&gt;Sister says:&lt;br /&gt;yar i look like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;im gd looking&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;no u dun&lt;br /&gt;Brother says:&lt;br /&gt;u look like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sister says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Sister says:&lt;br /&gt;YAR YOU ARE SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-8623480585935454505?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/8623480585935454505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=8623480585935454505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8623480585935454505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/8623480585935454505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/brother-sister-conflicts.html' title='Brother Sister &quot;Conflicts&quot;'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116335920810266538</id><published>2006-11-13T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:23.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Like A Box Of Chocolates</title><content type='html'>just did my apel3 reflection journal of my life in TP. havent really thought about the questions they asked before. but it did make me think back to when i was in year 1. who i was then and who i am now.. i guess im different now.. better or worse?  i have no idea.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. and never let go still rocks.. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116335920810266538?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116335920810266538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116335920810266538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116335920810266538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116335920810266538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-like-box-of-chocolates.html' title='Life Is Like A Box Of Chocolates'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116307398289271510</id><published>2006-11-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:23.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guardian</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/200/wp4.jpg" width="266" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the guardian yesterday. really a great show! worth the money! i've been looking for the song "Never Let Go" from the original soundtrack of the guardian.. no luck! i'm waiting for the cd to be released.. am so gonna buy it.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116307398289271510?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116307398289271510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116307398289271510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116307398289271510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116307398289271510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/guardian.html' title='The Guardian'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116289469551415483</id><published>2006-11-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:23.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape!</title><content type='html'>some pictures from escape! as promised. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0589.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eddrick!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0593.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the guys (&amp; girl)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/escapeEdit.jpg" width="268" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some blur pics that only look sharp at this size..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116289469551415483?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116289469551415483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116289469551415483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116289469551415483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116289469551415483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/escape.html' title='Escape!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116282735268476185</id><published>2006-11-06T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:23.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape The Fashion Show!</title><content type='html'>yesterday.. went to escape! have some pictures that i have not uploaded! they will be posted in the next entry! =) was kinda fun.. haven't really tried all the rides there before.. the viking was long and irritating..... ed's brother was there too! cute boy! he was so hyper!!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've decided that we can go there every weekend.. $6 per person till january! &lt;a href="http://www.escapethemepark.com.sg" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.escapethemepark.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; cheap enough! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at escape all the way till about 6.30.. thus making us super late for elvin's fashion show (7pm) at raffles city.. i reached home at 7 to get the car.. we reached raffles city at 9.30 (opps!).. called elvin.. and to our dismay.. the show ended already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ended long ago!" - &lt;em&gt;disappointed elvin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. but we still met up with him to go for supper afterwards.. sorry elvin! =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116282735268476185?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116282735268476185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116282735268476185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116282735268476185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116282735268476185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/escape-fashion-show.html' title='Escape The Fashion Show!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116257166468163552</id><published>2006-11-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:23.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween And Other Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i had a fun time at halloween! although it didn't turn out the way we wanted it, but it was still fun! i guess it was the people present that night that mattered after all.. i have no money anymore! sigh.. when is pay coming! below are some pictures from halloween! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0521.0.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The decorations!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0479.0.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They killed those watermelons!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0562.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahjong during halloween? hmmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch The Covenant today.. hmmm.. i guess you would have to watch it for its suspense and "awwwww" moments.. the fighting is like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"X-Men, only both of the people fighting are cyclops.."&lt;/em&gt; - jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 2 men throwing balls of "forces" at each other ain't gonna be interesting! it's like cyclops fighting cyclops with the same skill everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, all those are good times.. I realised that time during this semester is passing very fast.. We just ended week 2! So scary! Soon we'll playing "live CS" in the jungles according to rayner.. i'm so not looking forward to that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*going to escape on sunday! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116257166468163552?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116257166468163552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116257166468163552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116257166468163552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116257166468163552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-and-other-stuff.html' title='Halloween And Other Stuff'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116165692274855556</id><published>2006-10-24T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party!</title><content type='html'>halloween is coming! and we have made plans.. i hope it all works out.. some small hiccups already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116165692274855556?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116165692274855556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116165692274855556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116165692274855556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116165692274855556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116128161627612454</id><published>2006-10-20T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:22.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrari(S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/1600/Image032.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/Image032.0.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously i haven't seen so many ferraris all at once in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well.. looking at the picture pretty much tells you that it's a ferrari event.. well.. some ferrari owners association in singapore was having an event.. and i was working at the casino.. it was a vegas event.. you can imagine all the rich men and women.. arriving in their red(stereotype) ferraris.. betting with lots of money like it was 10 or 20 cents.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess when you're rich enough to own a ferrari.. a thousand dollars isn't much.. but come to think about it.. a thousand dollars isn't a lot of money either.. i mean when you start working.. and get a decent pay.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the event was quite an eye opener for me.. 38 ferraris.. men all dressed up in tuxedos.. ladies all dressed up in gowns.. it's probably a typical scene you would see in james bond like movies? waitresses holding trays of wine and walking around.. this is the kind of life.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116128161627612454?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116128161627612454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116128161627612454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116128161627612454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116128161627612454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/ferraris.html' title='Ferrari(S)'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116127440716862089</id><published>2006-10-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:22.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's extremely belated to wish sab and ed happy birthday on my blog now.. but i will still do it.. lol.. Happy Belated Birthday to Sabrina and Edwina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun at their birthdays.. couldn't drink cause i was driving.. but i think there would be more chances to drink other than at their birthdays.. a couple of group photos we took during sab's and ed's birthdays.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/DSCF0284.0.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sab's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/IMG_4677.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ed's Birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116127440716862089?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116127440716862089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116127440716862089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116127440716862089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116127440716862089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116050455129790953</id><published>2006-10-11T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, Me And Dupree</title><content type='html'>watched you, me and dupree yesterday night.. was not really a funny show.. there's a storyline i guess? well.. dupree is basically a guy who has nothing.. no job.. no house.. no love.. but he has his best friend.. who allows him to move in with him and his newly wedded wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the show is great for a laugh! but there's something in it that's quite true too.. dupree taught his best friend to find his "ness".. your own ness.. basically yourself? there's really nothing else to worry about.. here in singapore where almost nobody can starve to death.. i guess we don't have to worry about being poor.. although it would be great to be a millionaire.. being poor would not neccesary mean that you would be suffering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being yourself, everything will just fall into place eventually i guess.. we just need to be happy with our lives.. know what we want.. life IS all about fun! no fun? why live?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116050455129790953?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116050455129790953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116050455129790953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116050455129790953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116050455129790953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-me-and-dupree.html' title='You, Me And Dupree'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116040152943261790</id><published>2006-10-09T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:22.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Days</title><content type='html'>the past few days have been incredible! what tiring days! i haven't felt so tired for a long long time! exciting days out with my friends, trying to hide from the 2 upcoming birthday gals that we were going to buy their presents.. well.. ed and sab are such close friends that it, in my opinion is impossible for them to keep each other in the dark.. so.. it is no more a secret that we went out to buy their presents for them.. haha! but i think they still do not know what we got for them! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4am today.. was kinda insane yeah.. slept at 1am.. woke up to meet up with them for breakfast before going to work.. i took the FIRST 18 of the day to tampines.. 5.35am. i will remember that time. damned bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116040152943261790?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116040152943261790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116040152943261790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116040152943261790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116040152943261790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/incredible-days.html' title='Incredible Days'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-116020565496601467</id><published>2006-10-07T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>i've been reading some of my friends blog.. and i would say that some of them.. have pretty emotional entry.. and most emotional entries are related to relationships.. all the problems and issues relationships give.. even blogs that do not have emotional entries.. some are just not blogging their unpleasant memories and choose to blog only happy ones.. in hope that it would be easier to forget.. there's a song off forbidden city that addresses love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- By Kate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why love when love hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why love when love ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know how it feels when it hurts and pretends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends with the pain and the making amends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why love when there's peace&lt;br /&gt;In the making of friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end Kate feel in love too and got betrayed.. so i guess it can't be helped.. when it's comes it comes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-116020565496601467?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/116020565496601467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=116020565496601467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116020565496601467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/116020565496601467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115998643897116951</id><published>2006-10-05T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friend</title><content type='html'>i used to have a very close friend.. hanged out with her very often before poly started.. she was like an older sister to me! used to share my problems.. nowadays there isn't really many people to share problems with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about some stuff and she came online! said hi.. and she went.. "thinking about some stuff?".. wow.. she's good.. and im glad we are still on the same frequency.. miss her a lot! that &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; older friend of mine... hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115998643897116951?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115998643897116951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115998643897116951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115998643897116951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115998643897116951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-friend.html' title='Old Friend'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115993551012166065</id><published>2006-10-04T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob-B-Hood</title><content type='html'>this show is great! cute baby, sleek moves and the funny moments.. actually i haven't seen a jackie chan movie that is not cool to watch.. all his movies are filled with dangerous stunts and are a thrill to watch.. it was funny looking at two grown guys trying to coax a baby.. it was touching to see how they cared for the baby.. good movie to catch! =) lps teared! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115993551012166065?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115993551012166065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115993551012166065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115993551012166065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115993551012166065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/rob-b-hood.html' title='Rob-B-Hood'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115980836561164737</id><published>2006-10-03T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsensical Bunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ed is nonsensically gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sab is a nonsensical princess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps is nonsensically sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tw is nonsensically corny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rayner takes nonsensically long to shit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jon takes nonsensically long to bathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i treasure these nonsensical people a nonsensical lot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- entry jointly written by me and she who refuses to be named&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115980836561164737?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115980836561164737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115980836561164737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115980836561164737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115980836561164737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/nonsensical-bunch.html' title='Nonsensical Bunch'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115980159565887348</id><published>2006-10-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Days, Crazy Nights</title><content type='html'>it's been many crazy days and nights for the past few days.. i'm just glad to say that i have &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; friends out there who are there for me and who i can be there for! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends dont have to be afraid to ask.. when you ask, you either get a yes or a no! (or sometimes no reply.) but it all does not affect your friendship does it? (unless you say something really bad) but, no! friends usually do not have to think twice of what they want to say to each other.. they are often already sensitive to the other party's pains and needs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are in need of something, just ask! when you want someone to talk to, ask! when you want someone to listen, ask! &lt;strong&gt;ask&lt;/strong&gt;!!! or your friends won't know! =) ask!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth the time and effort? time will always tell! =) no harm trying right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115980159565887348?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115980159565887348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115980159565887348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115980159565887348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115980159565887348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/10/crazy-days-crazy-nights.html' title='Crazy Days, Crazy Nights'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115952481641810403</id><published>2006-09-29T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:21.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday PS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was poh suan's birthday last night.. we all had fun i think! except maybe the birthday girl who got really drunk; dead drunk. she couldn't even move! i couldn't drink cause i was driving.. but i don't think i can take much alcohol anyway.. lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/1600/DSCF0135.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girl making her wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7260/602/320/IMG_0432.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Group photo! Not everyone's in it though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 18th Birthday girl!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115952481641810403?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115952481641810403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115952481641810403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115952481641810403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115952481641810403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-ps.html' title='Happy Birthday PS!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115938401835044892</id><published>2006-09-28T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:20.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden City</title><content type='html'>Magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you.. this musical is great.. i for one measure the success of a performance by the applause given by the audience at the end.. this one was great.. there were cheers, whistles, standing ovations and a hell lot of clapping.. i can't describe anything else about the musical.. it was fantastic! please catch it if you haven't! 3 more days left! saturday is the last day.. don't miss it! it's highly recommended.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the tickets &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=303" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115938401835044892?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115938401835044892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115938401835044892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115938401835044892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115938401835044892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/forbidden-city.html' title='Forbidden City'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115933153113547967</id><published>2006-09-27T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:20.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>there's this huge burden on my heart.. i don't know what! just don't feel easy! you know that kind of feeling.. like you are worried about so many things that you don't remember what is worrying you most.. is it money? is it friends? or is it parents? damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115933153113547967?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115933153113547967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115933153113547967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115933153113547967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115933153113547967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115903463853008198</id><published>2006-09-24T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:20.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out</title><content type='html'>today was quite a good day i guess.. was supposed to look for my tw, ed, sab and ps in town.. when i reached i didn't call them.. just walked around on my own.. i don't know why i just had this feeling that i will bump into them.. yea.. and i did.. wow.. my gut feeling works.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun to see their different moods and energy levels.. one was super hyper.. one was moderate.. ed was super low on energy today.. lol.. i was quite tired too.. slept at 3am and woke up at 8.30 and went to microsoft for meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. and ps has already collected 1 birthday present! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;dinner&lt;/s&gt; supper was at geylang.. you tiao da wang! nice food! had lots of food and ended up super full.. note: the you tiao is extremely oily. and you get full on it easily. i guess all you tiaos ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: opened my letter box and tada* there was a mindef letter sitting in it.. my medical checkup letter is here too. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115903463853008198?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115903463853008198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115903463853008198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115903463853008198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115903463853008198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-out.html' title='Day Out'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115894541279801073</id><published>2006-09-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:20.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment Near</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. so far, victor and teow hwee have received their letters to go for medical check up for ns.. wow.. how time flies.. we're entering ns already.. i'm 1 year slower than my batch but i guess it still feels so fast.. wonder how ns life is going to be.. hope it'll be fun.. out of education into army! that kind of feeling is gonna be weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115894541279801073?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115894541279801073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115894541279801073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115894541279801073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115894541279801073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/enlistment-near.html' title='Enlistment Near'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115876853748612229</id><published>2006-09-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:20.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Banquet</title><content type='html'>went to watch the banquet today.. well, those who haven't watched it, DONT WATCH IT IF YOU ARE NOT PATIENT ENOUGH.. they are like always talking in slow motion.. the show was so long and draggy because of the way they speak i think? there are always silent parts when they start talking.. you have been warned! haha.. all my friends agreed that it was rather boring lar.. but if you like such artistic stuff.. i guess it'll be a good catch.. it's KINDA like hamlet in chinese.. hahahaa.. poor rayner and jon got blasted for deciding on such a poor movie.. hahaha.. i had a part in deciding too? i said anything.. opps. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's official website &lt;a href="http://www.thebanquetthemovie.com" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask ed and sab if forbidden city is like that.. thank goodness they said it's much better.. i'm gonna catch forbidden city! =) i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit: the movie is based on hamlet.. i think i would prefer to watch the play rather than an abstract version in movie form.. well, it's a famous story written by shakespear so it can't be that bad if you are looking at it in terms of literature?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115876853748612229?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115876853748612229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115876853748612229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115876853748612229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115876853748612229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/banquet.html' title='The Banquet'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115873020145830612</id><published>2006-09-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:19.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai Coup</title><content type='html'>i thought coups were things of the past.. studied them in history didn't we? coups, wars, nuclear tension.. history repeating eh? world war 3? let's hope and pray not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2006/09/20/asia/web.0920thai.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.iht.com/articles/2006/09/20/asia/web.0920thai.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115873020145830612?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115873020145830612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115873020145830612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115873020145830612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115873020145830612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/thai-coup.html' title='Thai Coup'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115867127797235906</id><published>2006-09-19T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:19.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights</title><content type='html'>i've been having very late night for the past 3 or 4 days.. today, i woke up, still struggling to bring myself out of bed.. i was thinking that it was 12 and i'd better wake up.. so i did.. when i woke up, i looked at my phone and had a shock of my life.. no! not 100 missed calls or 99 smses.. it was the time! 3.54pm!? what the? how did i manage to sleep that long! that's 12 hours of sleep! from 4am till 4pm! that's a first for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering why i slept so late.. yesterday was winson's birthday! was supposed to be there at 11.45pm, before winson's birthday ends.. but we arrived at 12.05am+.. meant to be a surprise.. and i guess he was really surprised to see so many of us when he came out of his lift.. rayner, jon, jim, hp, tw, zh, ps, sab, ed and me! that's 10! he was expecting only rayner and jon i guess? went ahead to cut the cake (past his birthday but we had to do something about the cake right!) at his void deck.. after that was supper at 85! eventually left at about 2.15am.. sent ed, ps, sab and tw home before reaching home at 3am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. =p some words of advice from xcode:&lt;br /&gt;(4:38 PM) Jerry Won9 : early to bed early to rise&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gotta keep that in mind.. but i don't think i'll be able to sleep early.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115867127797235906?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115867127797235906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115867127797235906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115867127797235906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115867127797235906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/late-nights.html' title='Late Nights'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115821822152381296</id><published>2006-09-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:19.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The River</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I chanced upon this while looking through my old computer.. means quite a lot i think.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too many times we stand aside&lt;br /&gt;And let the waters slip away&lt;br /&gt;'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Has now become today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't you sit upon the shoreline&lt;br /&gt;And say you're satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Choose to chance the rapids&lt;br /&gt;And dare to dance the tide...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Garth Brooks, The River&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115821822152381296?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115821822152381296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115821822152381296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115821822152381296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115821822152381296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/river.html' title='The River'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115821810547407526</id><published>2006-09-14T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:18.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEO</title><content type='html'>this post is here too late.. late better than never i guess? i've been so lazy to blog! i wonder why.. lost motivation.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. the camp was fun! although they were many logistical stuff to be done.. and yeah.. logistics.. everyone know what that word mean.. it means carrying many things.. preparing many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day we checked in at 6pm.. went to the lt to wait for a briefing.. was the first in the lt.. when everyone else started to come in.. i realised that the program comm is nearly all ifc students.. except for 1 (hui wen).. lol.. wasn't a very interesting night.. we spent the night ice breaking, thinking of a name for the program comm.. i dont know why.. but we eventually named ourselves kumbar -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day was a little more happening.. we had mass dance in the morning.. then lunch.. lunch was carona chicken if i didnt remember wrongly.. not a bad choice of food for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was the scavenger hunt.. it was then when i saw what people would do just to win.. lol.. collect 10 strands of armpit hair? gross.. wrap their own socks over their hands for the rest of the period of the scavenger hunt.. rubbing toothpaste onto their faces.. all the programers got dragged down too.. we all had toothpaste on our cheeks.. it was madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was prepartion at tembusu grove for 3 way captains ball.. that was madness too.. we all agreed that some gals were definitely playing more rough than the guys.. imagine you see a girl charging at you.. madness again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was then time to prepare for the grand finale! i left halfway so i dont know the whole program.. it rained heavily though.. had to change our venue to outside tcc.. sad! it would have been fun to be outdoors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was water games.. well.. use ur imagination la.. lazy to elaborate.. bottom line: we all got freaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- End camp -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115821810547407526?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115821810547407526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115821810547407526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115821810547407526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115821810547407526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/eeo.html' title='EEO'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115713262475077793</id><published>2006-09-02T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:18.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115713262475077793?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115713262475077793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115713262475077793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115713262475077793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115713262475077793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115695274950915531</id><published>2006-08-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:18.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="CURSOR: pointer" onclick="expandcontent(this, 'sc1')"&gt;&lt;span class="showstate"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spoiler Warning (Click at your own risk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="switchcontent" id="sc1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch Click on monday.. i think it was a great movie.. the universal remote.. how cool is that.. if i had that.. i won't do fast forwarding.. i would pause whenever i feel like it.. i suppose there are no side effects with pausing? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first saw the movie trailer, i thought it would be the kind of show which i would watch, laugh and forget.. i think i wasn't really very ready to watch it then.. but soon, one by one.. my friends who watched it recommended the show.. they used words and phrases like "touching", "meaningful", "got moral one", "got storyline!".. so i decided that i should watch it afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and true enough.. the show was great.. emotions were plenty.. you feel glad for the main character, you feel sad for the main character, you worry for the main character.. and you pity the main character.. the main character learned the hard way.. but all was good in the end i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who haven't watched click, please go catch it! i guess next week would be the last week it would be screening in cinemas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@anonymous i shall be.: =) no problem! great that u enjoyed it XD&lt;br /&gt;@z: yeah.. the breaks! where problem 90% of the students in breadboard are IFC students.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115695274950915531?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115695274950915531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115695274950915531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115695274950915531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115695274950915531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/click.html' title='Click'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115617465632868340</id><published>2006-08-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending Phase Of SIPMP</title><content type='html'>well, we students who are currently in SIPMP are finally reaching the end of all the torment and torture.. i have almost gotten used to the life in lab.. with all the different people in the lab.. the cheers the anger.. the drama.. what better way is there to bond a group of strangers together than to put them in the same lab for 2 and a half month? made new friends with some and became closer with others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these coming to an end soon.. but will we miss it? i don't think so.. all of us are dying to wake up late everyday.. all of us are dying to be free to go out and have fun every single day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, activities planned for the holidays? the class chalet.. other than that, none.. i just wanna relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*my birthday was quite fun.. my classmates bought a cake for me.. and then i got taupok-ed.. first experience.. couldn't breathe at the bottom.. got 2 sets of presents so far.. then i had a nice dinner at cosy bay.. very nice place.. =) good day for me.. =) thanks to all who made the birthday a great one =)*/&lt;br /&gt;//opps! too much java..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Jiayi: hmmmmmm... thanks...... =D&lt;br /&gt;@dawn: lol. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115617465632868340?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115617465632868340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115617465632868340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115617465632868340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115617465632868340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/ending-phase-of-sipmp.html' title='Ending Phase Of SIPMP'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115583403154073084</id><published>2006-08-18T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:18.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115583403154073084?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115583403154073084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115583403154073084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115583403154073084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115583403154073084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115574450509447261</id><published>2006-08-16T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFF 2006</title><content type='html'>wow.. it's almost a week after the end of the fireworks festival and here i am deciding to blog about it.. well, better late than never? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the shows were great.. it's always a wonder for us &lt;u&gt;deprived Singaporeans&lt;/u&gt; (read below to understand) to watch the beautiful lights to explode and form pretty shapes before our eyes.. i missed the show by new caledonia! but other than that.. i went for all the other fireworks displays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of 3 of the displays that i went to, i guess i liked the display by france the best.. that might be because i didn't take any pictures/videos and had all the freedom to admire the fireworks.. the final part of the display by france was gold themed.. it was just so pleasing to the eyes.. that was a good day =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. moving on with life, i was at my uncle's funeral just now.. well, met this old lady from china who is a retired teacher.. my aunt's good friend/neighbour.. she was so well learned.. rather interesting to talk to someone like her.. you get lots of interesting facts/ways of thinking from her.. and everything is just so random and carefree.. a good person to talk to.. no wonder my aunt likes her.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, she said that in china, they set off fireworks and firecrackers almost anywhere anytime anyday.. so she finds it quite amusing when her son-in-law offers to bring her along to firecrackers/fireworks displays.. she finds it even more amusing when she sees the crowd a firework/firecracker display can generate.. what a mockery eh? we are so deprived.. =p for safety reasons though.. what to do.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115574450509447261?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115574450509447261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115574450509447261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115574450509447261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115574450509447261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/sff-2006.html' title='SFF 2006'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115521668298713565</id><published>2006-08-10T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:17.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>wednesday was our dear country's birthday.. and i didn't intend to miss the fireworks! lol.. went early this time.. wasn't gonna miss out on a clear shot of the fireworks.. went to katong with my friends in the morning.. we left at 4.. and decided to walk to the stadium! yeah.. we stopped at places that sold water.. lol.. when we reached it was still early so we went to the bridge to take some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the fireworks seem pretty much repeated from what i see.. but still nice to watch though.. =) never get bored of it! i wonder why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VGM-CfFGzg" width="350" height="288" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Jiayi: Horrible? =( hope this one is better then.. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;@anonymous: Sorry lar!!! already out with my friends ma.. forsake them meh....... =/&lt;br /&gt;@xcode: lol.. right.... youtube rocks.. but i take so long to upload.. zzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115521668298713565?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115521668298713565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115521668298713565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115521668298713565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115521668298713565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapores-birthday.html' title='Singapore&apos;s Birthday!!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115505800629638371</id><published>2006-08-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:17.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks Festival</title><content type='html'>went for the first 2 shows of the fireworks festival.. italy did a fabulous job on saturday.. today, i took a taxi to esplanade to join my friends.. i was late! the jam cost me $6 worth of waiting time on the taxi.. just when i was about to reach the esplanade... *BOOM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww crap.. but at least i caught the last part of it.. yeah.. it was fireworks spamming at it's best.. lol.. the video will say it all.. =)&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't mind the trees.. i wanna chop them down too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3rJTUQruu0" width="350" height="288" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;@Jiayi: yeah.. got to have some boring entries to make the better ones stand out more.. =p&lt;br /&gt;@anonymous: you didn't join us for fireworks on saturday!!! =(!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115505800629638371?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115505800629638371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115505800629638371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115505800629638371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115505800629638371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks-festival.html' title='Fireworks Festival'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115470175464933972</id><published>2006-08-04T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:17.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated!</title><content type='html'>yup.. yesterday night's "ceremony" marked the end of the student champs programme for microsoft.. they'll be starting the student partners programme which will be recognised worldwide! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were treated to dinner at NUSS's guild house at suntec city.. nice place i would say.. never knew it existed.. when i saw that it was on the 5th floor i was wondering if there was a mistake.. lol.. and to think that place can house a tennis court and a swimming pool.. wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was fine dining.. something many of us haven't touched before.. we had lots of knifes and forks.. but i guess i sort of know the "functions" of the different knifes after the dinner.. =) the food was not bad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received my cert.. it seems like stanley has many plans for the student partners programme.. it's rather exciting to be kept in the dark.. whatever he's thinking.. i hope it would be fun.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Jiayi: fireworks festival is here! =) gotta catch everyone of the shows!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115470175464933972?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115470175464933972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115470175464933972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115470175464933972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115470175464933972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/08/graduated.html' title='Graduated!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115417235839817780</id><published>2006-07-29T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:17.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day!</title><content type='html'>national day is coming! two wednesdays away! i hope that day won't be wasted at home.. i remember i was at the kallang river one or two years back on national day.. went there on bicycles to watch the fireworks.. i guess that was the second closest i got to the fireworks at the parade.. the closest i was was in primary 5 or 6 i think.. in the rehearsal.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@xcode: wah.. so vicious.. yeah i know you have a particular strong hatred for such people.. =p&lt;br /&gt;@Jiayi: no such smses yet!? =) probably cause u have great friends like me all around you.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;@z: so what was your reaction like? lol. haven't read hw's guide to handling irritating chain smses? lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115417235839817780?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115417235839817780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115417235839817780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115417235839817780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115417235839817780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/07/national-day.html' title='National Day!'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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-18920819.post-115384297825141071</id><published>2006-07-25T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:42:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seventh Month</title><content type='html'>according to the lunar calendar, today's the first day of the seventh month.. supposedly the hungry ghost festival.. well.. i guess it's sort of a chinese tradition.. so out of foolish fear or out of respect for the tradition, i guess it sort of affects me a &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt;.. yup.. i know it's foolish.. but yeah.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the issue i want to address is not anything supernatural.. what's with the spate of chain smses related to the hungry ghost festival? people creating such smses that eventually curse you to oblivion at the end unless you forward it to like what? 20 or more people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service providers should happy though.. can imagine them going..&lt;br /&gt;"wow.. these foolish people are actually forwarding the smses.. comon guys! send more!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it people! here's a tip.. whenever u read an sms that starts going, "Forward this to x more people or..........." STOP READING AND DELETE THAT FREAKING SMS! i guess i made my point =p kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: anyone else received such smses? -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18920819-115384297825141071?l=5throck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/feeds/115384297825141071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18920819&amp;postID=115384297825141071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115384297825141071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18920819/posts/default/115384297825141071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5throck.blogspot.com/2006/07/seventh-month.html' title='The Seventh Month'/><author><name>5throck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012131422168335742</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>
