<?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-11131719</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:56:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me MYSELF and i</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8465764107997563491</id><published>2009-02-17T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:23:05.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Week 6 of Training is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was quite interesting actually.. I got my wish for a night and got to sleep really close to nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dug our own graves to sleep in for a night and mine was really secluded coz i was surrounded by trees so it felt quite private =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp could have been better if we din have to wait an eternity not knowing wad was going on, if the time was used more efficiently instead of just waiting, if we din have so many night snacks being force fed down our throats each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was good cause my immediate commander was cool to talk to =)&lt;br /&gt;coz my friends were there for me!&lt;br /&gt;coz the day's activities (not the routine activities in the morning n night) were fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward, the first phase of training is coming to an end and things are looking brighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been really great coz it only rained on the days whr we had tents to sleep in an when we slept without shelter, the skies were CLEAR and starry =) thank You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8465764107997563491?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8465764107997563491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8465764107997563491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8465764107997563491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8465764107997563491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-6-of-training-is-here-camp-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4537412634068138253</id><published>2009-01-05T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:41:36.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Cambodia for the 2nd time was quite a heck of an experience. My khmer vocabulary multiplied bout twice or thrice and now i can have 3-4 worded sentences tho its only bout limited topics... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We painted a 100m long wall which averaged 1.5m tall and illustrated the stories in the bible from creation with adam and eve to noah's ark to jonah to Jesus' birth to His death and ressurection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we were given the chance to plan the programmes for various activities like the gospel services for the first 3 nights of the trip and later a short service on a floating church on the ton le sap river, a special meeting in the church there, and the usual programmes on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the many stress inducing activities, God really showed me how important trusting in Him was. Maybe its in my nature but i tend to compare quite a lot. And when i looked at how the other guys did their messages, I freaked and realised i had a message to prepare for the next morning completely from scratch. (apparently youth camp speakers get half a yr to prepare) hahah!&lt;br /&gt;But yea. thank God for reminding me to depend on Him and I simply sat down and prayed for guidance. Committing all this to God helped calm me down a great deal and thanks to Him, I managed to prepare a comprehensive message on Love. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We love Him because He first loved us" 1 john 4: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives us agape love which is unconditional love. A love that does not demand reciprocation. A love which self sacrifices. Self consumes. A love which resulted in His sending Jesus down to the cross to die for our sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this love, we are made righteous and justified in God's eyes if we accept and believe that Jesus has done that for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like an air ticket to paradise has been bought for u. Will you take it and board the plane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4537412634068138253?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4537412634068138253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4537412634068138253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4537412634068138253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4537412634068138253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2009/01/cambodia-going-to-cambodia-for-2nd-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8492449124084942854</id><published>2008-12-25T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:15:03.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I took upon ourselves a giganormous task!&lt;br /&gt;We decided to give cards to THE WHOLE YOUTH. ok most of em...&lt;br /&gt;and that decision resulted in my first night where I sat in front of a computer and worked through the night till 3 since I handed in my World Literature Assignment in july or august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a total of 100+ cards to write and interestingly we spent less than say... $30? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt really matter anyway =) so the first day we tried that, we spent like 4 or 5 hours at his place drawing ppl's names in nice block letters. and we accomplished almost all the greetings!&lt;br /&gt;*pats self on back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim spent the whole of wed doing cards and punching holes in em, unleashing his creativity while i spent it walking arnd queensway. heh!&lt;br /&gt;but to make up for it, i stayed up till 3 to finish up my cards =)&lt;br /&gt;we werent even done the morning of Christmas so we met at Macs n TRIED to finish it but FAILED. so we were a lil late for service and still unfinished. but we did finish in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole experience was real fun coz you actually spared a thought for each and every friend of yours esp the " O CRAP! did we do one for *******" where we ll rush out another card's design n get stumped on what to write agian.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giving was INSANE. once the service was over, ppl ran all over the place and finding ppl was impossible. I grabbed a pew as my HOME BASE and splashed the cards across it while looking across the hall for prey. haha!&lt;br /&gt;well, we gave out 90% of what we made and thats a GREAT SUCCESS in my book =)&lt;br /&gt;dont think we re gonna try that again for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;I got a blister on my finger now....&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was likely the first time in a LONG time that ive been seeing depot ppl so often.. and no im not being separatist here! Lots of em are real great friends, ppl who I really dont want out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;But well, its still gonna happen one day.&lt;br /&gt;THAT NOT THAT PT OF THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;its often seems that Depot is a "better" place coz if u realise, u only hear bout ppl going to depot but rarely the other way arnd. HMM.&lt;br /&gt;Many say,&lt;br /&gt;"its more cosy"&lt;br /&gt;"its more fun"&lt;br /&gt;"its ..................................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I've gotta admit that there are many things we can learn from one another =)&lt;br /&gt;one of em, a stronger, deeper enthusiasm in the things we do.&lt;br /&gt;Im not trying to put anyone down but the christmas specials this year were kinda disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;There video choice was a lil off tangent for both YP and SS and decorations were merely "ying chou" and even just conveniently reused from the effort of others.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds almost like im flaming but these are just examples of things we can strive to IMPROVE! =)&lt;br /&gt;Here's something to think about&lt;br /&gt;"If things are better changed, why let them stay the same?"&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, if you've analysed an improvement from all angles and its boons outweigh banes, why not? of course, do make sure its inline with God's will!&lt;br /&gt;Esp, since these are for youths, the youths shld take charge and provide input! we cant really expect the adults to know what exactly suits us if we dont open our mouths to let em know right?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a weakness of an old church is the unwillingness to embrace change, an unhealthy fear of authority.&lt;br /&gt;In a way, that brings much unhappiness and disgruntled youths.&lt;br /&gt;However, it helps also to guard against conforming to the world's standards. So splice and dice the two till its the right mix and you'll have an updated assembly which is grounded in the Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why we need to as I wrote in many of my cards, "abide in Christ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: I AM NOT SEPARATIST!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 2nd bit feels a bit disjointed. feel free to ask me about it if it doesnt make sense to ya or if u just wanna check bout what i meant =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8492449124084942854?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8492449124084942854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8492449124084942854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8492449124084942854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8492449124084942854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas-tim-and-i-took-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5232290663193327830</id><published>2008-12-19T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:36:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I vaguely remember, it was like a year ago that i said "Maybe she 's right." and now i quite believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna settle things once and for all. so quit hiding n face me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blinders are off now and im looking at the things around me.&lt;br /&gt;I ve been convicted of the strength of distractions and now ill try to keep them out.&lt;br /&gt;Lord please give me the strength to withstand temptations to be distracted. To see and learn the many things which you wish to impart to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5232290663193327830?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5232290663193327830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5232290663193327830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5232290663193327830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5232290663193327830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-vaguely-remember-it-was-like-year-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1773772152358150039</id><published>2008-12-02T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:09:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the nice long and serious post, heres a little something thats more fun in my terms.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to economic geeks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres an economic explanation to why lots of guys in ACS I are not attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a certain level quality of girls which the guys in AC are willing and able to date. At a lower quality, more guys are able to date these girls (ignore the willing). A downward sloping demand curve results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a certain quantity of girls available at each quality level. With fewer girls at higher quality levels, a upward sloping supply curve results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus with a minimum quality level required by the guys, an excess demand results. The following diagram illustrates this phenomena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274867218788700466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/STQXyb1A0TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9ab4HGRxHH4/s400/work_past_exam_questions_minimum_wage1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change the demand for labour to that for girlfriends, and likewise for supply. Min wage rate would be the min quality and this diagram fails coz it doesnt show the lvl of excess demand. -.-&lt;/p&gt;Moving on, this issue is further complicated by the fact that there are foreign competitors who are so called more "efficient" or simply put, better.&lt;br /&gt;this foreign supply is a lot less responsive to differences in quality and thus is represented by a horizontal supply curve as shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274868653049041570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/STQZF63U0qI/AAAAAAAAAW8/EeKzbhuVVyk/s400/micro_test_21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ignoring the Pworld + tariff curve, the girls from other schools are represented by "World price"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Without the outside competition, a level between Qs2 and Qd2 would be the resultant number of couples in school. However, guys getting gfs from other schools, a resultant of 0Qd is the resultant quantity of couples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This explains the low number of couples formed in the school and yet the high number of guys attached or at least who have been attached.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im a geek arent I?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1773772152358150039?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1773772152358150039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1773772152358150039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1773772152358150039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1773772152358150039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-nice-long-and-serious-post-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/STQXyb1A0TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9ab4HGRxHH4/s72-c/work_past_exam_questions_minimum_wage1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1779512053082919556</id><published>2008-12-01T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:18:54.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im suffering internal conflict.&lt;br /&gt;But unlike Huck Finn, Paddy Clarke or even Siddhartha, its not bout whether to set a black man free, bout who to side with in a deteriorating family unit or over the pull of Samsara vs Enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that this one is a lot more adolescent. Its a lot more hormornal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its some kinda sick, twisted mind but its actually quite common. Or so i'd like to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the smile.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the height.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the lack of mass.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the way they pray, the way they lick cones, the way theyve got pimple scarred faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, tho, these r just excuses the let me justify another smart remark, another smirk, another observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a void there and im trying to fill it.&lt;br /&gt;The way im filling it is just wrong. Im going against everything ive fought so hard to uphold for 2 years. Im only halfway thru and im already faltering. O so im actually more than halfway thru. Actually time is passing quite a lot faster than i tot it would. I guess, thats good in a way right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell myself : O its not coz i dun try. Its not ur fault. Its hers.&lt;br /&gt;But thats just the human need to justify their actions.&lt;br /&gt;It just the great temptation to tell urself that everything is alright, ure doing well, ure doing things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inability to stick to the route shows just how unready i am. It shows how i might break u again. and im not gonna do that since u told me bout ur fall at Killiney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im just not ready.&lt;br /&gt;But will anyone ever be ready? Honestly thats quite a tough question.&lt;br /&gt;God please mould and shape me the way you wish, help me to stay aright, filling up the void the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all of this is just en route to enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;Can i think, wait and fast?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1779512053082919556?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1779512053082919556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1779512053082919556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1779512053082919556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1779512053082919556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-suffering-internal-conflict.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2392906011237587685</id><published>2008-11-21T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:51:42.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>btw, my mentor quite a cool dude coz he s been to lots of places as in appointments all over.&lt;br /&gt;Partners are quite cool ppl too! Im liking this attachment on day 1. hope it stays this way =//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2392906011237587685?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2392906011237587685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2392906011237587685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2392906011237587685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2392906011237587685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/11/btw-my-mentor-quite-cool-dude-coz-he-s.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2143378871495718407</id><published>2008-11-21T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:45:34.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks the first day of my life where I didn't have to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my brain is still itching for somthing to think about. so i think i was a lil overboard with questions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's happened today&lt;br /&gt;I went for my attachment with MOE today and went to CCAB to meet my mentor and 2 grp members.&lt;br /&gt;the mentor looks kinda like s choo with his calm and serene looking demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the internship started with a meeting forthe Youth Olympic Games(YOG) launch event.&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to HCI. The home of softball, basketball and touch rug champs.&lt;br /&gt;Mentor briefed a barrage of teachers from lots of diff schs bout the setting up of booths on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;well since he was busy and the 3 of us had nothing to do but play djmax on their psps, i asked if we could go walk arnd the sch and mentor said ok! so we went walking arnd!&lt;br /&gt;it was quite interesting la.. maybe im just weird but i like walking around other ppls' schs cause it shows u wad their school is like to some extent without u even sitting in any of their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we were to be back at 12 and that only gave us 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;but when we got back, we ended up waiting for 30 mins. so we could have actually toured the sch more la.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;so we went for lunch at the pool restaurant and were fed like kings. lots of food, period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop,&lt;br /&gt;the organising committee meeting!&lt;br /&gt;there was the PUB, MOE,MOH,MHA,MFA,MOF,MTI,URA,SSC,NYC,MOM,NPARKS and others that i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;like WHOAH right?&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the learning centre where u get to play around with the displays and try out the equipment used in some sports. its at redhill tho so its not that accessible. google it if u want =) best of all, its free! now dun u all love that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. now im tasked with coming up with a proposal for the template for the booths that ppl will be setting up on the launch day. Itll be bout the culture of other countries to promote the racial harmony theme and its supposed to tie in with the YOG so gotta figure out how we 'll wanna do that..&lt;br /&gt;sounds like quite a simple job actually. But i shant talk too big coz it might turn out to be some gargantuan task =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cola: I BET ure tagging as anon too so that uve got something to do with ur insanely free holidays.. haha! ok no i dun seriously think that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2143378871495718407?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2143378871495718407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2143378871495718407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2143378871495718407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2143378871495718407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-marks-first-day-of-my-life-where.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3975342265440273833</id><published>2008-11-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:33:32.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days till the dawn of my economics papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i messed up after exams recreation by signing up for the moe internship programme.&lt;br /&gt;My papers end on thurs and i gotta go for the internship on friday AND i have no idea what the dress code and all is yet.. coz the person hasnt contacted me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Well if all i was missing was the after exams euphoria i guess i could still live with it&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;the internship stretches into my PROM&lt;br /&gt;like... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Im such a loser but its gonna be my first ever prom ever! haha!&lt;br /&gt;and i cant go havoc all night coz....&lt;br /&gt;I GOT INTERNSHIP THE NEXT MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;~whoooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I guess having smth to do is waay better than nothing and just going out and spending money all the time. Just hope that the internship will be packed with lots of things to learn and not just an excuse for sai kang warriors. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO FOR NS NOWWW ( hopefully this wont be ironic when i look back after entering)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3975342265440273833?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3975342265440273833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3975342265440273833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3975342265440273833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3975342265440273833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-days-till-dawn-of-my-economics-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-696775344543122044</id><published>2008-10-31T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:30:23.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you googled someone's name, you'd expect maybe an entry for their friendster or facebook account, one for their blog, maybe even one from school. but whoah this kid got like five entries to the name. all pointing to the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering wth are u doing googling people's names. Ben youre such a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;and if u havent thought that way, ive successfully made you do so.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno myself either. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-696775344543122044?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/696775344543122044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=696775344543122044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/696775344543122044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/696775344543122044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-googled-someones-name-youd.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3544887510941089306</id><published>2008-10-14T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:54:06.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was gonna do an unleasing of my thoughts and feelings but then i thought again.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna come across as an emo kid. so... i wun.&lt;br /&gt;Then that brings us to the issue of "what do i want a blog for?"&lt;br /&gt;the gut reaction would be that blogs are like online diaries. and yet we ve gotta be careful of what we say. nothing racist, nothing political, nothing discriminatory, nothing defamatory, nothing slanderous, nothing offense to anyone in anyway at all! coz the "get out of here if u dun want to read what ive gotta say" disclaimer doesnt do anything to absolve u of ur "sins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs seem to be plain collections of our memories. Memories which are drained dry of their thoughts, the reflex response of the writer, the essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats a blog for then?&lt;br /&gt;Does it simply create a persona to fool the rest of the world? Just a farce, a front held bravely/foolishly to appear cool/caring/witty/humourous/smart/wdv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im finding this kinda ptless..&lt;br /&gt;and yet ill still be here. why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3544887510941089306?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3544887510941089306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3544887510941089306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3544887510941089306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3544887510941089306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-gonna-do-unleasing-of-my-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5433669809684476778</id><published>2008-09-28T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:46:56.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking bout things doesnt seem to be a natural reflex for me. but its like real cool when u think of things which ppl nvr realised. but heck. wanting to think a lot just so u look smart is actually kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think ive gotta make things funny so that ppl would actually enjoy reading this. Rarely did i pen in thoughts beyond superficial ones. so maybe i oughta start doing that.. afterall, its boring just reading all bout "O today i sat at home and watched the F1 race the whole night"( and whoah thats boring coz its 61 laps of YIUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week of school is gonna be so redundant coz the teachers are gonna go thru the prelim papers when we havent even got them back and theyll go on n on bout the papers when we havent even ascertained what was wrong. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wondering why exactly i havent had the connection with God. I spent time to read His Word, i prayed, but somehow it just seemed different. like nothing was coming outta it.&lt;br /&gt;During the workshop in sunday school today we went thru the topic of " God and I" and in particular, determining God's will for ourselves. so here's some of the stuff i rmb offhand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life as a living sacrifice. Its quite an interesting idea since sacrifices used to be dead in the old testament but now we ve got this whole concept of sacrifices which are still alive with Jesus as a great example. Living sacrifice involves living our lives, sacrificing our 'rights' to actions and thoughts and giving it all to God. its insanely hard but thats what it calls for. and to get urself there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for an open heart and mind, the renewing of ur mind (Romans 12:2)&lt;br /&gt;as well as for strength, meekness, anything you need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances is kinda a hard one. When God opens one door, He opens another. but the problem is theres no obvious door so you dun really know is the door is closed or just hard to push open. so i guess, back to step 2, pray somemore =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow! RARRRRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5433669809684476778?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5433669809684476778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5433669809684476778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5433669809684476778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5433669809684476778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/09/thinking-bout-things-doesnt-seem-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2807336200546490973</id><published>2008-09-27T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:33:45.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o and i just felt i had to put this in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that it wouldnt rain tonight so things would go smoothly and it din rain!&lt;br /&gt;tho things still din go smoothly, but its just so cool that somehow everytime i pray that the rain stops, it does! =) thank you God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2807336200546490973?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2807336200546490973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2807336200546490973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2807336200546490973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2807336200546490973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-and-i-just-felt-i-had-to-put-this-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2527253810673268558</id><published>2008-09-27T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:03:43.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres monday&lt;br /&gt;Went down to changi airport with mom to send aunt jessie off coz shes going to india for a mission trip. after she left we went to the T3 foodcourt to try some food. but whoah. its was completely a turnoff. from the service to the food. The food from the indian stall looked gd but din try that one tho..&lt;br /&gt;So after eating we found this art corner thing where u can kinda trace out pics from giant blocks. so we did =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250374636480478962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0T6gkjvvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/IAapSfop8eo/s400/SNC12313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250374642816701122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0T64LO0sI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4je4ukLAKjo/s400/SNC12323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250374641119045522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0T6x2ep5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cwlUJ0_wsxA/s400/SNC12326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and the water has some sorta orchestral structure to it whr the different jets spray with some kinda timing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was taking a nice cycling trip with sx gang on wed when we saw THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250371742220517362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0RSCnNf_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qTi1kj1CoXo/s400/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250371743856472210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0RSItQMJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Lb7ChDcb4fE/s400/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such a lot of trash. and i tot we only saw this kinda thing in other countries. What happened to green city, garden city, blah. just coz certain places arent as prominent doesnt mean we shldnt take the time to clean em up too no? so pt 1: keep Mother Earth happy and clean =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on somewhat similar note, i spent some time packing up the house today and i realised a big mess can actually be cleaned up quite quickly! so get off the couch and help out with housework! unless ure sitting on the couch folding clothes.. haha! pt 2: keep ur own mom happy and the house clean =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these 9 days off have been quite a lot of fun coz ive done so many things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tues i played pool with clement tek kenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wed was the cycling thing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thurs went out with baba n cherie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fri....... o well. but i did lots of housework. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2527253810673268558?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2527253810673268558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2527253810673268558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2527253810673268558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2527253810673268558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-monday-went-down-to-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SN0T6gkjvvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/IAapSfop8eo/s72-c/SNC12313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1202566590214577661</id><published>2008-09-20T09:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:31:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;O and heres pics from long long ago just to show that im not a no life mugger =) haha! and pardon the bad formatting coz im too lazy to make it all fit. is it just blogger thats lousy or is it me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaJ3fRvuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-9It7XoxTEQ/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247918591353929442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaJ3fRvuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-9It7XoxTEQ/s400/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken: 18/7/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats quite a serious accident but the sign is kinda funny looking dont ya think? apologies to anyone who thinks im making fun of the accident tho.. its just the sign. =)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taken:18/7/08&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKSMylHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ez-fIVWCvzU/s1600-h/DSC01715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247918598524146802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKSMylHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ez-fIVWCvzU/s400/DSC01715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the old supreme court in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;And heres the supreme court at night! and theres proof that good photography depends on the time the photo is taken! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRbzGNykgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/y8_DoCJ3AWg/s1600-h/DSC01718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247920399193379330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRbzGNykgI/AAAAAAAAAWE/y8_DoCJ3AWg/s400/DSC01718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKcjf_sI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Bout9V0u1iQ/s1600-h/DSC01739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247918601303752386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKcjf_sI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Bout9V0u1iQ/s400/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken: 15/8/08&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Ris park at night&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKg30mdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1OhOzbvTTAQ/s1600-h/DSC01745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247918602462730706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaKg30mdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1OhOzbvTTAQ/s400/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The view was so cool la.. too bad my phone's camera isnt sophisticated enough to take a good shot at it. Amazing how human eyes are such great cameras with our brains as the memory stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus(below) took photos of tim(above) and himself in the middle of their family night rehearsal at church.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaK8Z3yOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/azfOU-ABImU/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247918609853303010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaK8Z3yOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/azfOU-ABImU/s400/DSC01746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;Taken: 27/8/08&lt;br /&gt;Guess who! (its off a video cam so its not my fault that the photo is of such lousy quality) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalSbI73I/AAAAAAAAAVs/xl2L-EFZUx8/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247919062440800114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalSbI73I/AAAAAAAAAVs/xl2L-EFZUx8/s400/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalgTGRjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/s5-QWMEp4oI/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247919066165167666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalgTGRjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/s5-QWMEp4oI/s400/DSC01748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;29/8/08And i went down to ACS junior for teacher's day with shao xiong n anselm tho sx isnt alumni.. haha! but it was real cool reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalsc9S8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/_pGd5M9_cFA/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247919069427747778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRalsc9S8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/_pGd5M9_cFA/s400/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken: 30/8/08&lt;br /&gt;And heres another failed attempt at capturing the sights of this wonderful world that God built for us. =/ i shld so start bringing a pro camy arnd to capture these kinds of things la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1202566590214577661?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1202566590214577661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1202566590214577661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1202566590214577661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1202566590214577661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-and-heres-pics-from-long-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SNRaJ3fRvuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-9It7XoxTEQ/s72-c/DSC01710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3383416186140126997</id><published>2008-09-20T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:34:39.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~Hello hello!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my first post in...(opens another browser n checks own blog) 32 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims just ended ytd and i played basketball for the first time in 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;not sure bout that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 2 hours and i was all achy and my muscles were screaming a loud scream which permeated the air. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its an illusion or just the sudden fall in my stress levels but my pimple problem seems to be quelling... i hope.. but my face feels sore. like someone sandpapered me while i was asleep or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in the next 8 days ive got a long list of things to do =)&lt;br /&gt;play guitar ( i finally got a capo! but i think the person sold me an old one. RARRH!)&lt;br /&gt;run lots&lt;br /&gt;play basketball&lt;br /&gt;cycle&lt;br /&gt;maybe play badminton&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not step into town (coz its got a money sucking blackhole neatly tucked away behind each cash registar in the stores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL MAKE LOTS OF USE OF THESE 8 DAYS OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag something to let me know this is still being read ok? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3383416186140126997?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3383416186140126997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3383416186140126997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3383416186140126997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3383416186140126997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-hello-heres-my-first-post-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6864013442255985347</id><published>2008-08-19T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:54:58.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, im always tired nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I slept 8 hours the night before and woke up as tired as ever..&lt;br /&gt;i even had pains in my hip n knee la.. RARRRHH&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WORST PART IS&lt;br /&gt;i havent even studied much..&lt;br /&gt;im never hit past 3 hours on a school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All cause of that, im turning grumpy nearer the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;im having a shorter fuse now...&lt;br /&gt;But of course, thats not an excuse to blow up at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;But its so tempting to just let urself blow up knowing ure tired and pressured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 71:16&lt;br /&gt;I will go in the strength of the Lord GOD;         I will make mention of Your righteousness, of Yours only&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6864013442255985347?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6864013442255985347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6864013442255985347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6864013442255985347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6864013442255985347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/08/somehow-im-always-tired-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7230643997261306087</id><published>2008-07-28T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:03:55.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before i start,&lt;br /&gt;Cola: DONT LISTEN TO THAT SMART ALEC WITH 4 AS! STUDYING NOW WILL GET YOU BURNT OUT IN 365 DAYS TIME! so just do ur best for this finals and enjoy life till ur mid yrs next yr! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanyi: youre such a poor advisor! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BLOG POST STARTS HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOC (individual oral commentary) / literatary oral exam&lt;br /&gt;is OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the plan now, is to change the gear and morph into the A lvl student mould and start mugging for my life!&lt;br /&gt;but of course, i wun start on that till a lil later on. maybe.. a few days? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont u just hate the feeling of finishing ur exams and having nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;I could have had something to do today actually.. i could have watched batman a 2nd time! actually i dont mind.. but im broke. AND i have the weird ominous feeling that if i went ill fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;ok exaggerating. but smth to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flustered, he rummages his notes,&lt;br /&gt;Anxious, he gobbled his oats.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the house he rushed,&lt;br /&gt;notes in hand, brands in the other.&lt;br /&gt;He listens to recordings over his phone.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! The triumphs of technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unprepared he makes his way in,&lt;br /&gt;9 envelopes stare back at him.&lt;br /&gt;Choose. says the examiner, and so he does;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes fly by in a mad rush to pen down his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to himself, he forgets his anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the room, he shuts the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down he says : "English A1 Standard Level IOC Examination 2008",&lt;br /&gt;"My name is ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THIS IS THE END OF THE BLOG POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7230643997261306087?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7230643997261306087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7230643997261306087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7230643997261306087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7230643997261306087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/07/ioc-individual-oral-commentary.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8210632505568751748</id><published>2008-07-22T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:55:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end of these exams seems so near.. and yet I want them to pass right now.&lt;br /&gt;I dont play computer games, i watch just as much tv.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I dont even want the exams to pass.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, I know that if they dont, ill never get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;Whats in a name? or more close to the heart, whats in a diploma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that these things screw up ur studies.&lt;br /&gt;and yet it is precisely this that has made me strive.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems not so for one other.&lt;br /&gt;Has my presence so strong an influence?&lt;br /&gt;Or is this just a pretext upon which I am held at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty breeds a desparate need for reliance.&lt;br /&gt;and yet reliance I do not seek.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps tis where the fault lies.&lt;br /&gt;Surely I am a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8210632505568751748?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8210632505568751748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8210632505568751748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8210632505568751748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8210632505568751748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-these-exams-seems-so-near.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5462149992711857608</id><published>2008-07-14T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:31:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rejoice in the Lord always, and again i say rejoice&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my mid yr results and here the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;econs- 56&lt;br /&gt;eng- 62&lt;br /&gt;math- 65&lt;br /&gt;physics- 53&lt;br /&gt;chem- 66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its fine. =)&lt;br /&gt;I kinda deserve results like these since i technically worked quite lil for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride goes before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its true that I was getting kinda cocky.&lt;br /&gt;I used to wonder y ppl of ancient times used to cry out to God for a contrite and broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;For once, I tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked to do poorly for this paper.&lt;br /&gt;Sure. It sounds kinda crazy to wanna do badly for exams in the world of the elite.&lt;br /&gt;and all this while, I thought I was in control of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Having mugged bits for everything, I knew id do poorly for everything.&lt;br /&gt;But econs was different.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the most time on it and if u forgot my score alr, shift ur gaze to the top of the post and gush at how my effort is almost inversely related to my score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had things in control.&lt;br /&gt;I asked to do badly, but i din actually believe that He d do it. I thought i was controlling my grades all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The genius that I read from my answer scripts of last yrs finals was definitely not of my own intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that all those who din do well this time will pick themselves up and press on to the finishing line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Tests arent the end. Theyre just a stepping stone to 45 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5462149992711857608?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5462149992711857608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5462149992711857608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5462149992711857608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5462149992711857608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/07/rejoice-in-lord-always-and-again-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7115747218085219165</id><published>2008-07-02T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:45:20.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres something that just dawned upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being busy acts as a shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna hide from someone, get busy.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get away from a past relationship, get busy.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna stop urself from thinking too much, get busy.&lt;br /&gt;If you dun wanna get hurt again, dun wanna take the risks, get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;ull be depriving urself of life itself.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life has promises of no falls?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life has you walking with the sun all day?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life has you unworried, without anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life can one lead to be happy with glee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely, not by being busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That might be kinda incoherent, lots of ppl might think it lacking some logic but just felt like rambling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7115747218085219165?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7115747218085219165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7115747218085219165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7115747218085219165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7115747218085219165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-something-that-just-dawned-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4441859129833852211</id><published>2008-06-24T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:36:34.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;PUBLICITY FOR LETTERFORPAIGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toke asked me to help her advertise to whoever i know who might be interested but im too lazy to think. SO to all those &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dress fanatics&lt;/span&gt;, check this out =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lettersforpaige.uber.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://lettersforpaige.uber.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and for the guys, well nothing for u. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4441859129833852211?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4441859129833852211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4441859129833852211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4441859129833852211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4441859129833852211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/publicity-for-letterforpaige-toke-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5134132938508567456</id><published>2008-06-20T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:41:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres the nutella rival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFuyscfEkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bwdrcJ0glv8/s1600-h/DSC01704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957470241984962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFuyscfEkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bwdrcJ0glv8/s400/DSC01704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its not that the JW duo is smaller but its just that the nutella is mega big! the JW duo is 400g which is more than the $4 nutella and it costs only $3 at Fairprice!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea why im advertising for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is my bro n me after we followed my mom arnd the supermarket for an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFuyshMQgrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IL-AbQpTltU/s1600-h/DSC01703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957471505253042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFuyshMQgrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IL-AbQpTltU/s400/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5134132938508567456?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5134132938508567456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5134132938508567456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5134132938508567456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5134132938508567456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-nutella-rival-and-its-not-that-jw.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFuyscfEkcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bwdrcJ0glv8/s72-c/DSC01704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2666287228013641206</id><published>2008-06-19T21:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:15:48.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOPIC OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids and their toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 1960s to 1980s,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child's play looked something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpk8GMP3dI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XNApyp0lAUM/s1600-h/20060211182945_marbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213590502251683282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpk8GMP3dI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XNApyp0lAUM/s400/20060211182945_marbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpk8Yle7uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V-Xt5qs-xFY/s1600-h/hide_and_seek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213590507189366498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpk8Yle7uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V-Xt5qs-xFY/s400/hide_and_seek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, in the 1990s, it became something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFplrHvpAkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aUTfQMk1h1M/s1600-h/zeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213591310122418754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFplrHvpAkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aUTfQMk1h1M/s400/zeo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;and maybe even this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpmG0mJRcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GvKo-AFCDHo/s1600-h/Gameboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213591786018653634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpmG0mJRcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GvKo-AFCDHo/s400/Gameboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;At the turn of the century, it looked a little more like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpm1bPzCcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dJjqgLyyp1k/s1600-h/Computer%2520Games(October%25202005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592586667887042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpm1bPzCcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dJjqgLyyp1k/s400/Computer%2520Games(October%25202005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i just thought itd be funnier to use this pic instead of a kid playing at the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the bus a loooog time ago. Maybe bout 2 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;There was this 5 yr old kid playing with one of the newest gadgets in town!&lt;br /&gt;THE PlayurselfSillyPortable! YES THATS RIGHT! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE PSP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just crazy. if ure playing with a psp at 5, watcha gonna play with at 10?&lt;br /&gt;maybe youll be out on orchard delinquenting alr =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just my deprived childhood thats heaping disgust at this..&lt;br /&gt;ok. no. i wasnt really deprived.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line : DONT GET YOUR KID A PSP! "PSP DESTROYS LIVES!"*&lt;br /&gt;*quote: Constance Chong Hui Min aka Baba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2666287228013641206?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2666287228013641206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2666287228013641206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2666287228013641206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2666287228013641206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/topic-of-day-kids-and-their-toys-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFpk8GMP3dI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XNApyp0lAUM/s72-c/20060211182945_marbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7301381457159156122</id><published>2008-06-18T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:05:41.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK! a few things to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like lots of ppl dunno who my mom is. even tho shes like RIGHT SMACK on the blog. In the pic with only me n her at the table. aka the pic above "roo n me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF you think ive got amazing skin in those pics, its coz i koped tim's clean n clear face wash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;go buy it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFkbQFNnG3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/he3Z5a3lBqE/s1600-h/CleanClearOFreeExfDailyWash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213228006749182834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFkbQFNnG3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/he3Z5a3lBqE/s400/CleanClearOFreeExfDailyWash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think thats the one... if ur skin turns red/puffy/swollen/decomposes, its not my fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok NEXT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was at the supermarket with my mom and we were comparing nutella and some other brand that i cant recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFkdczbxjLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/LLyAbCCC6h8/s1600-h/RUCA5IPXKYCAPN1XP5CAVIV0JJCAH5E0GGCARQ28XRCAIECY8LCA6CHS9NCA1PUZG0CAAAXNYMCA9TMYL9CAV4PJYYCAMULU64CA52VO2RCA94EIN9CAK04IEVCAO7NT7QCAVIFR4ECAR86G01CAFGRGNL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230424338304178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFkdczbxjLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/LLyAbCCC6h8/s400/RUCA5IPXKYCAPN1XP5CAVIV0JJCAH5E0GGCARQ28XRCAIECY8LCA6CHS9NCA1PUZG0CAAAXNYMCA9TMYL9CAV4PJYYCAMULU64CA52VO2RCA94EIN9CAK04IEVCAO7NT7QCAVIFR4ECAR86G01CAFGRGNL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess where nutella is made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other brand went something like... JW or something.. go check it out at supermarkets.. shld be next to nutella..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, nutella is a product of AUSTRAILIA and "JW" is from.... TADA! BELGIUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but honestly, look at the packaging and youd think it came from across the causeway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anway, heres my main pt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom spent 10 minutes looking at the labels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nutella : from austrailia, net weight 375g, Price $3.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatchamacallit: from belgium, net weight 400g, Price $4.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds like the other brand is the better deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end we got nutella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went thru the same process with Persil washing detergents, Vitasoy milk, and... stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe im just being a guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have no idea how my mom can go to the supermarket and act like shes nvr been there before even tho we ve lived in the same place for 13 yrs! ok. the supermarket only sprang up bout 10 yrs ago.. still, TEN YEARS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and shes like... hmmm... wads this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS CAMP!! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to wake up and face the world. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7301381457159156122?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7301381457159156122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7301381457159156122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7301381457159156122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7301381457159156122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-few-things-to-say-seems-like-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFkbQFNnG3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/he3Z5a3lBqE/s72-c/CleanClearOFreeExfDailyWash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4336663426159494227</id><published>2008-06-14T22:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:55:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here's what ive been doing for the past week =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaEGAYzhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ocAZL-40Rro/s1600-h/SNC11003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748957664366098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaEGAYzhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ocAZL-40Rro/s400/SNC11003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a runny nose on the first day&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaEhSNqQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/FSOAXLwu-U0/s1600-h/SNC11005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748964986890498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaEhSNqQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/FSOAXLwu-U0/s400/SNC11005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got medicine from lydia =) had no idea my mom was stalking me tho..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaE5WBA1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/iFDoiZjbQ60/s1600-h/SNC11008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748971445289810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaE5WBA1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/iFDoiZjbQ60/s400/SNC11008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone waiting to board the bus..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaFUofF3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/aNKqb675E_Q/s1600-h/SNC11021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748978770515826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaFUofF3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/aNKqb675E_Q/s400/SNC11021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View outside the window&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaFy6aHvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/fiD24Ic4aU8/s1600-h/SNC11071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748986898751218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaFy6aHvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/fiD24Ic4aU8/s400/SNC11071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Games on the 2nd day&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcxqhN7RI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b4RQS7cyO0I/s1600-h/SNC11074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211751939583110418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcxqhN7RI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b4RQS7cyO0I/s400/SNC11074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragged JoAhma into the picture to make me look less of a retard posing for my mom&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcyJwvAoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gT8Gctxxuv8/s1600-h/SNC11077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211751947969692290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcyJwvAoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gT8Gctxxuv8/s400/SNC11077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danish longball! its an adapted version of baseball&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcyl91meI/AAAAAAAAANE/ydga38-8uPE/s1600-h/SNC11095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211751955540842978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcyl91meI/AAAAAAAAANE/ydga38-8uPE/s400/SNC11095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin lei, dunno whos baby and Theresa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcy0U4zrI/AAAAAAAAANM/FSg7YUdu3-E/s1600-h/SNC11099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211751959395618482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPcy0U4zrI/AAAAAAAAANM/FSg7YUdu3-E/s400/SNC11099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kwan Family (Ryan, Uncle Andrew, Ruth, Rebecca, their mommy n newest addition below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf1Utb9MI/AAAAAAAAANk/SPMwsxhPT7w/s1600-h/SNC11105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755300983141570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf1Utb9MI/AAAAAAAAANk/SPMwsxhPT7w/s400/SNC11105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPczRFFZUI/AAAAAAAAANU/n7tho_Z_DLY/s1600-h/SNC11126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211751967113962818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPczRFFZUI/AAAAAAAAANU/n7tho_Z_DLY/s400/SNC11126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Girlfriend =) melody&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf1GKwTSI/AAAAAAAAANc/-yaK64IACLo/s1600-h/SNC11143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755297079577890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf1GKwTSI/AAAAAAAAANc/-yaK64IACLo/s400/SNC11143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bevyn&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf2rlQ3sI/AAAAAAAAAN0/URqYQQb-UvM/s1600-h/SNC11202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755324302745282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf2rlQ3sI/AAAAAAAAAN0/URqYQQb-UvM/s400/SNC11202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Dora, Tim, me, Uncle Raff, Auntie Dorcas( bevyn's parents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf3Hucd1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/rM8wfajbLP0/s1600-h/SNC11206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755331857446738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPf3Hucd1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/rM8wfajbLP0/s400/SNC11206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlLq2DYWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/o5SO-dL_4iI/s1600-h/SNC11214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211761182440120674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlLq2DYWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/o5SO-dL_4iI/s400/SNC11214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roo n Me&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlL6UuxgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-q3nK0Q3uig/s1600-h/SNC11219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211761186595325442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlL6UuxgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-q3nK0Q3uig/s400/SNC11219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Andrew in the bg! haha!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlMjAuz5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/YP84fZcPgrU/s1600-h/SNC11408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211761197517295506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlMjAuz5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/YP84fZcPgrU/s400/SNC11408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prep for camper's night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPnWNv0G7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/vI1MRKeQ_pE/s1600-h/SNC11457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211763562631142322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPnWNv0G7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/vI1MRKeQ_pE/s400/SNC11457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlND86TOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/b_DB7vvqud0/s1600-h/SNC11494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211761206359641314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPlND86TOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/b_DB7vvqud0/s400/SNC11494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats how raffles guys look. ha!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPnVTgJB6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dVvKSAdm2rk/s1600-h/SNC11496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211763546996148130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPnVTgJB6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dVvKSAdm2rk/s400/SNC11496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roo n me with Tirzah and Elsia in the bg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. that was tiring. wonder how ppl make such long blogposts with a million pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4336663426159494227?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4336663426159494227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4336663426159494227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4336663426159494227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4336663426159494227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-heres-what-ive-been-doing-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SFPaEGAYzhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ocAZL-40Rro/s72-c/SNC11003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5746486953140600472</id><published>2008-06-05T21:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:39:29.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This hols are crazzyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got it packed fuller than I thought i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATC till sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoool X 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat- church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun- Church visit titus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon-hand in TOK, go out with bs grp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues-mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed-go out with shao xiong gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs-mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri-immunisation booster jabs and basketball at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat-mug, church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun-church, mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon till sat- church camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun-church, mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon- mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues- mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed- mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs- mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri- mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat- mug, church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun- church, mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what comes after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MID YEAR EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are pics to remind myself how i screwed myself over. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqFFjt70I/AAAAAAAAALM/t_p1cEN3RaI/s1600-h/02062008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208388867189501762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqFFjt70I/AAAAAAAAALM/t_p1cEN3RaI/s400/02062008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YP BS grp =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqF-IlyzI/AAAAAAAAALc/UFDumAGtwH4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208388882376543026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqF-IlyzI/AAAAAAAAALc/UFDumAGtwH4/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anselm with the dude who asked his gf to be his gf at bnj. ok. this wasnt from the hols. heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqFcKYzwI/AAAAAAAAALU/3sgrLVa1OOY/s1600-h/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208388873257275138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqFcKYzwI/AAAAAAAAALU/3sgrLVa1OOY/s400/DSC00116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shao xiong gang's first ever photo with all of us in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe after i fail my CTs and come blog bout it i might feel better knowing i din waste my hols away =)&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/11131719-5746486953140600472?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5746486953140600472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5746486953140600472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5746486953140600472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5746486953140600472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-hols-are-crazzyyyyy-ive-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/SEfqFFjt70I/AAAAAAAAALM/t_p1cEN3RaI/s72-c/02062008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5012672995119388324</id><published>2008-05-30T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:24:29.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sis showed my some poems which her P6 students wrote and honestly, they look like the kind u would find off plagiarism.com (the kind that look like theyve got substance but arent really sophisticated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;rmb&lt;br /&gt;theyre only primary 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in primary 6, i was playing with beyblades. now my sis has got her students writing poems and appreciating lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not really a stressful thing for them i guess.. coz it seems like her students enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O and heres a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A SHOOTING STAR LAST SAT!&lt;br /&gt;in cambodia i saw 2 but those were tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i saw last sat was like... the size of ur thumbnail when u put it against the sky&lt;br /&gt;u must be thinking " wow ben! ure cool!"&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nuff trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to chill and ur heart will be still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5012672995119388324?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5012672995119388324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5012672995119388324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5012672995119388324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5012672995119388324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sis-showed-my-some-poems-which-her.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6506817411873268682</id><published>2008-05-30T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:31:44.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nicola tagged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rules:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting time: 9.47PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Name: ben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sisters: 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brothers: 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shoe size: 8.5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Height: 168&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where do you live: Singapore, Tampines&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favourite drinks: Soybean, vitasoy =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favourite breakfast: Something cooked that not oats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: 6 times in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swam in the ocean: does swimming in the sea count?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fallen asleep at school: yep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Broken someone's heart: ahh... i doubt so. this is the time for any confessions to be made =) greatly appreciated! should boost my ego by bout 50% /confession&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fell off your chair: only in primary sch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: somewhat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saved e-mails: yea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your room like: messy and filled with stuff thats not mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's right beside you: the fan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the last thing you ate: chicken rice + dishes my mom cooked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever had chicken pox: yes but i dun rmb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sore throat: YES! its my most deadly sickness. Sore throats are like my kryptonite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stitches: yep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Broken nose: nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: nah... thats called a crush =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like picnics: picnics are cool as long as i get to just appear and eat! haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: nvr danced. ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last made you smile: my mom when she came home from cycling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You last yelled at: npcc cadets =) but techincally i din yell. coz i din have to. just had a raise my voice a lil. seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today did you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk to someone you like: nope =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kissed anyone: no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get sick: YEA! woke at 330am and sneezed like a machine gun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk to an ex: nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss someone: ah... yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eat: Yes. all 3 meals =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best feeling in the world: When uve just had a great time out with someone u like/love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: I got a tigger on my bed but it always gets lost under my bed... =/ hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's under your bed: stuff thats not mine. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who do you really hate: no one =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What time is it now?: 958&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: yea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you have any siblings: Yes. din they ask this alr?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you want children: Yes. least 2 =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you smile often: think i smile ALOT when im with ppl. but when im alone im just stoned. i mean.. who goes arnd smiling when theyre alone?lunatics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: Its better than it used to be. But still ugly when i rush essays on paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are your toe nails painted: NO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: my parents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: RED&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What were you doing at 7.00pm yesterday: Settling down and waiting for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait till: the end of IB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When did you cry last: few weeks ago. i dun cry much in case u were wondering..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you a friendly person: OF COURSE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you have any pets: nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: i have no idea. being probably being busy with something that has nothing to do with me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: i dunno who i last held hands with. but im quite sure its a guy. guess the fact that i dun rmb means it doesnt mean much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?: nope. SAVE ENERGY! SAVE THE WORLD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are you doing right now?: doing this, chatting on msn, listening to music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?: heh. YEA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you handle the truth?: usually, yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you too forgiving?: I think so. but that isnt really a bad thing is it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: dad tho both of em r close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: myself. tho my mom popped out of her rm when i was crying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?: 5?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you eat healthy?: not really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?: nvr had any such thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: yep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: anyone who just shuts up n listens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: alternates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you confident?: usually. unless im in a situation that im not warmed up to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Playing pokemon cards&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. being computer illiterate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. turning the f word into eagle on paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. figuring out inequalities &gt; &lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. eating LOTS of chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. sleep 10 hours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. do something bout my pimple outbreak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. chill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. talk to God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. appreciate the freetime im allocating myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;13&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. twisties&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. chocolates&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. ice cream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. is sushi counted? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. digestives&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;14&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. donate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. live a non extravagant life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. spend it on creature comforts ( stuff that doesnt cost a bomb)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. stop studying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. eat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. procrastinate &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. laziness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. notthinking bout wad i say to ppl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. too arrogant at times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. over optimistic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;16&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. tampines&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. commonwealth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;17&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. student&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. waiter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. job attachment to changi hospital&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. invigilator for the gep test&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;18&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 people I tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NAHHHH. save u guys the trouble =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6506817411873268682?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6506817411873268682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6506817411873268682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6506817411873268682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6506817411873268682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/nicola-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5239420475185382232</id><published>2008-05-20T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:25:31.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;today is the "CONQUER GIANTS DAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Swam 46 laps today! THATS FRIGGIN 46 LAPS! arent i good? haha! gulped lots of water tho.. but NOW I CAN SWIM THE FREESTYLE WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE IM GONNA DROWN!&lt;br /&gt;-Done with EE ( i think/hope/pray) 24 pgs long isnt really long compared to lots of other ppl.. but it looks professional and reader friendly enough to me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme say this again... FORTY-SIX LAPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to outline what i did the last 2 days so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theme of the week&lt;br /&gt;THE TERM IS ENDING!&lt;br /&gt;its megaly exciting coz i get to sleep in for another hour or so before i have to lug myself back to school for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS ON THE GOOD THINGS&lt;br /&gt;least i wun finish school at 3 plus everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this sounds kinda nerdy but..&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to get to start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;id so rather mug than churn out assignments..&lt;br /&gt;tho the irony is that id be churning out assignments like these for the rest of my life if i get an office job. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. tag replies here so i dun spam my own tagboard =)&lt;br /&gt;Yiwen: i think i need to start taking pictures of everything arnd me or my blog is gonna stay pictureless... =/&lt;br /&gt;jarrel: y not? ure hot stuff =) hmm gd question. haha!&lt;br /&gt;kenny: remember to pay for the lip service yea? haha!&lt;br /&gt;wj: new abbreviation huh?&lt;br /&gt;bear: u seriously tag as bear? hmmm.. anyway, yea the order was quite sian..&lt;br /&gt;anselm: I CAN SO DIE IN PEACE NOW. u tagged on my blog! yay! haha! and not my fault... i played by the rules of the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;cola: mmmm... i agree! haha! i kept my sanity and finished the dumb essay! phew..&lt;br /&gt;seb: seksay doesnt really go with cute man... but ill accept both =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thats the most tags ive ever had in the history of this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANG IN THERE PPL!&lt;br /&gt;THERE WEEK IS GONNA HALF OVER BY THE TIME U READ THIS!&lt;br /&gt;say YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5239420475185382232?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5239420475185382232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5239420475185382232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5239420475185382232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5239420475185382232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/muahahahaha-today-is-conquer-giants-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5324777021385318328</id><published>2008-05-16T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:57:50.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If 2x + 3 =y&lt;br /&gt;and x + 2 = 2y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den x =4/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my example of math being irrefutably logical =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that goes to show how bad my math is.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;work it out if u dun get wad i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been real fast&lt;br /&gt;mon- watched the rugby finals ( SAJC has an amazing imbalance in gender ratio. its like acs i inversed)&lt;br /&gt;tues- spent the time on doing my IOC writeup for King Lear&lt;br /&gt;Wed- went to support softball but the match got washed out. went bowling instead. technically i din bowl. but got to throw a few balls down the lane. wore yi hang's size 12 shoes(im 8.5 btw)&lt;br /&gt;thurs- went for lucas' RI band concert. it was not bad =)&lt;br /&gt;fri- really went for softball this time and well.. we lost. hwa chong's supporters left halfway thru the game la. wth. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL IS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;4 days left till....&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;MORE SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;apparently i need to be back in sch everyday for the first week of it. tho its only for a few lessons.. but i have to travel forever to get to sch. that is so time inefficient. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days of more sleep are approaching soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5324777021385318328?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5324777021385318328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5324777021385318328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5324777021385318328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5324777021385318328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-2x-3-y-and-x-2-2y-den-x-43-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2517500716776724459</id><published>2008-05-16T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:38:27.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 20 ppl you can think of at the top of your head. Don't read the below questions before you write and tag 5 ppl to do this survey. #1 Shao Xiong&lt;br /&gt;#2 Ben Seah&lt;br /&gt;#3 Ken Ho&lt;br /&gt;#4 Fay&lt;br /&gt;#5 Cola&lt;br /&gt;#6 Wanyi&lt;br /&gt;#7 Jarrel&lt;br /&gt;#8 Seb Chua&lt;br /&gt;#9 Swan yee&lt;br /&gt;#10 Clement&lt;br /&gt;#11 Anselm&lt;br /&gt;#12 Gideon&lt;br /&gt;#13 Swjmr&lt;br /&gt;#14 Elden&lt;br /&gt;#15 Victor champion tan&lt;br /&gt;#16 Tek&lt;br /&gt;#17 Amanda chua&lt;br /&gt;#18 Tessa&lt;br /&gt;#19 Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;#20 Timothy Lim e giraffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;Elden&lt;br /&gt;Basketball! hes the annihelator! (thats how he pronounces it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you ever meet 1?&lt;br /&gt;Shao xiong&lt;br /&gt;Go up to him n prod him in the side =) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 date?&lt;br /&gt;Tim and Swaniee..&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! thats quite... hmmm. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 19?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy?&lt;br /&gt;YEP! hes my cousin =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;nope. theyre both girls. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3.&lt;br /&gt;Tall, not so dark and handsome =)&lt;br /&gt;girls go grab him! while stocks last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;AHH! i think seb chua is hot stuff&lt;br /&gt;just that im not gay.&lt;br /&gt;the order of this thing isnt working out. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 4.&lt;br /&gt;Fay got me to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 12's family&lt;br /&gt;AHA! actually not really.. i know that his bro is benjamin! and his mom is... AHHH! i forgot. its just on the tip of my tongue. -.- and his dad is a dentist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;id slap him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;Trash talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;Swaniee.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now?&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's 2 favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;uhh... Seah likes something chinese. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 7?&lt;br /&gt;Of course id date jarrel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;AHHH... i dunno... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;Tay Zhiweiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;yea! we re in a friendly relationship =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People to do this?&lt;br /&gt;Cola&lt;br /&gt;Jarrel&lt;br /&gt;Wanyi&lt;br /&gt;Shao xiong&lt;br /&gt;Yiwen( if she ever comes by)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. that was kinda gay... all the questions ended up with gay tendencies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2517500716776724459?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2517500716776724459/comments/default' title='Post 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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-11131719.post-1268694111273930161</id><published>2008-05-11T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:28:35.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, happy mother's day to my mom of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plans for this mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up becoming too lazy to carry em out. im quite a lazy son eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my mom was lazy, id have no clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;"                                 , id have no food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;"                                 , id be late for school every morning&lt;br /&gt;"                                 , id be living in a pigsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope im not the only one whos so dependent on his/her mom. =/&lt;br /&gt;Show your parents more patience in ur replies to them, take time to spend with them, take time to get to know em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz its sad to not know ur parents tho they love you so much and spend their lives to spend on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its kinda the same with God aint it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We re having pizza for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;think this is one of the mom's days which we put in zilch for effort.&lt;br /&gt;but well, my mom doesnt complain.&lt;br /&gt;Next yr's is gonna be different.&lt;br /&gt;ill be a servant of the govt by then. =)&lt;br /&gt;yes sir, yes sir, 3 bags full&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i wanna go for ns now.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously no one goes arnd ranting about not being able to enter ns early. so ill shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thought of the day: Treat your parents better coz they deserve more than scraps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1268694111273930161?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1268694111273930161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1268694111273930161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1268694111273930161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1268694111273930161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-mothers-day-firstly-happy-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2324335282568642326</id><published>2008-05-09T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:06:45.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reasons why im a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got no gf&lt;br /&gt;2. Im in a sport thats low down in the cca hierachy&lt;br /&gt;3. Im overweight&lt;br /&gt;4. Im short&lt;br /&gt;5. Im poor&lt;br /&gt;6. Im not smart ( only 14/20 for econs test. =( shld have gotten 16. im serious.)&lt;br /&gt;7. Im writing out reasons why im a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why im not a loser.&lt;br /&gt;God loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant do much bout pts 4 n 5 right now so ill just work on the rest.. tho getting a gf would be nice, it might be a conflicting goal to 6. Thats so econs man... conflicting goals of the government!&lt;br /&gt;bet 1/2 the ppl who read this blog dunno wad im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my after tournament wishlist&lt;br /&gt;1. Swim more&lt;br /&gt;2. Play soccer&lt;br /&gt;3. Get work done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far only number 1 has been fulfilled. heh. im quite bad at this whole "fulfilling goals" thing eh?&lt;br /&gt;O WELL&lt;br /&gt;maybe that number 8 for why im a loser.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2324335282568642326?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2324335282568642326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2324335282568642326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2324335282568642326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2324335282568642326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/05/reasons-why-im-loser.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7120104073041987908</id><published>2008-04-24T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:09:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you do things right, people love you.&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong coz of u, they start hating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda thing just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;We oughta push people who arent doing things right by encouraging them.&lt;br /&gt;Blaming them and making em feel crappy just makes them feel worse and perform worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course, the nice stuff doesnt work. Then itd make some sense to build a temper.&lt;br /&gt;Unjustified anger is just poor.&lt;br /&gt;Justified anger thats vented is common.&lt;br /&gt;Justified anger thats withheld is gold.&lt;br /&gt;tho itll prolly send u to heaven sooner.. heh&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;and no. i din play badly today at trg. On the contrary, i played the best game i ever played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th April. Singapore Basketball Centre&lt;br /&gt;Millenia Institute vs Anglo Chinese School (Independent)&lt;br /&gt;last time ill be playing as 14.&lt;br /&gt;hope i make my presence count.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7120104073041987908?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7120104073041987908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7120104073041987908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7120104073041987908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7120104073041987908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-do-things-right-people-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8521754597482965286</id><published>2008-04-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:43:22.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There i was watching him play nba live on his psp.&lt;br /&gt;Den this girl walked into the shop.&lt;br /&gt;Breathing became harder.&lt;br /&gt;She looked so familiar..&lt;br /&gt;And yet i couldnt be sure coz she nvr turned my way&lt;br /&gt;As she stood there at the counter waiting to pay,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was hoping it was her. (O yay!)&lt;br /&gt;She flicked her fringe onto her ear and somehow i knew,&lt;br /&gt;it just wasnt her.&lt;br /&gt;Like a tard i stared, for at least forever.&lt;br /&gt;Intuition said it wasnt, hope lingered on.&lt;br /&gt;But alas she turned, the light revealed.&lt;br /&gt;Shes a cute chick but that aint her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8521754597482965286?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8521754597482965286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8521754597482965286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8521754597482965286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8521754597482965286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-i-was-watching-him-play-nba-live.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2730010284632875275</id><published>2008-04-19T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:36:00.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first time in forever that i really enjoyed playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;I was on an a high today. Not coz i was playing really well but just coz i enjoyed the game.&lt;br /&gt;But that was till *** screwed things up.&lt;br /&gt;Venting unjustified anger on ppl who cant defend themselves is just weak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2730010284632875275?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2730010284632875275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2730010284632875275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2730010284632875275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2730010284632875275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-first-time-in-forever-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4682782434115172260</id><published>2008-04-17T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:33:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When ure feeling down, there are only 2 reactions to this.&lt;br /&gt;Break down from it&lt;br /&gt;Push urself to get out of the ditch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes things just suck too much to dig out of the low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4682782434115172260?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4682782434115172260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4682782434115172260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4682782434115172260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4682782434115172260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-ure-feeling-down-there-are-only-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8225170083261335367</id><published>2008-04-09T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:29:52.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sadness streak today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. failed TOK ppt for sure&lt;br /&gt;2. got trashed by a B div team&lt;br /&gt;3. ............. dinner at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i knew i failed TOK alrdy.. just that now i know for sure. but the problem is i dunno what exactly is wrong. O well.&lt;br /&gt;As for the trashing, when we got to the court, lo n behold! the rim was like puny. No one could sink a shot in there for the first half of the game. We only scored based on under basket and free throw shots. Ok fine. we got in 1 or 2 3 pters. I missed both my shots tho.. =/ Im friggin sure it would have gone in if the rim was normal. BUT i shldnt be depending on the rim coz my shot is meant to just chop.(go thru the hoop without touching the rim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna play Hwa Chong on monday.&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope the score difference isnt too large =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I may continue playing for the love of the game!&lt;br /&gt;The competition pressure is making the game too mental to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's in control. No worries =))&lt;br /&gt;remember that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8225170083261335367?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8225170083261335367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8225170083261335367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8225170083261335367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8225170083261335367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/sadness-streak-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2592417088634407922</id><published>2008-04-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:59:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to live by:&lt;br /&gt;Don'ts&lt;br /&gt;Dont take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Dont let what people say get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Dont let success get to your head.&lt;br /&gt;Dont let failure do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do&lt;br /&gt;Do appreciate the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;Do put in ur best effort to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Do think youre the best. always.&lt;br /&gt;Do give God the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been through a rough patch over the last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;although i thought she din have much of an impact on me, she did.&lt;br /&gt;and she crushed me. I kept thinking i was useless. Although i din act like it, i hung on everything ppl said.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl's opinions meant all the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;I allowed her to dictate right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;now thats just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. shes not a girl emo ing over. shes an old woman who beat me up mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright!&lt;br /&gt;i love coach =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2592417088634407922?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2592417088634407922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2592417088634407922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2592417088634407922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2592417088634407922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-to-live-by-donts-dont-take.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6737875032242622796</id><published>2008-04-03T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:49:44.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok fay.. ure making sense. i have no idea if she even comes by tho.&lt;br /&gt;BUT just in case,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED FOR 5 DAYS BIRTHDAY JADE! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after looking for a picture, i realised, i dun actually have one of her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;to Jade: its been heck long.. even tho u look different in pictures, im quite sure u look exactly the same without all the glitz =) thats not a complement or insult btw.. just a comment. Anyway, sorry for accidentally linking this whole blog to my email acct.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;meet up sometime k? like before Jesus comes back at least.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care and go catch a nc16 show!&lt;br /&gt;o! n u can legally play pool now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6737875032242622796?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6737875032242622796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6737875032242622796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6737875032242622796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6737875032242622796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-fay.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6901003611393210489</id><published>2008-03-25T23:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:18:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On my way home, a sign stuck on the wall caught my eye &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i tot it was some sign that meant repair work was supposed to be done there but when i looked c&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R-kW3v04UQI/AAAAAAAAAK0/owDaOaAZnhw/s1600-h/DSC01698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181697993253343490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R-kW3v04UQI/AAAAAAAAAK0/owDaOaAZnhw/s400/DSC01698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loser... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda random eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to blog bout coz nothing much is happening sides the fact that my TOK presenation on the usefulness of TOK lectures is this thurs and that ive been training everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im doing lots of stuff but its feeling routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When things turn routine, you take em for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now thats just poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6901003611393210489?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6901003611393210489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6901003611393210489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6901003611393210489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6901003611393210489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-my-way-home-sign-stuck-on-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R-kW3v04UQI/AAAAAAAAAK0/owDaOaAZnhw/s72-c/DSC01698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1117650740377498672</id><published>2008-03-18T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:42:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religious Emphasis Week is here!&lt;br /&gt;this is the week where methodist schs take a few days to start the day by considering spiritual stuff =)&lt;br /&gt;thats a semi paraphrase of what the song leader guy said this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the topic of the talk was&lt;br /&gt;EVIL- why does it exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the point which seems the most compelling is&lt;br /&gt;coz God loves us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this.&lt;br /&gt;You love this guy/girl to bits. (we re considering love here... not crushes.)&lt;br /&gt;and you see that s/he is gonna do something wrong like... eat macdonalds 10 times a week!&lt;br /&gt;and you tell s/he " Eating macs 10 times a week is an ABOMINATION!"&lt;br /&gt;but s/he doesnt care.&lt;br /&gt;and s/he goes ahead and eats n eats n eats.&lt;br /&gt;and becomes....&lt;br /&gt;the blob! (the fat dude from x men evolutions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;if u love the person, would you&lt;br /&gt;a) heck care&lt;br /&gt;b) control the person and lock the person up with only salad to eat everyday&lt;br /&gt;c) keep advising the person but still leave the final choice with him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;God chooses c&lt;br /&gt;if He were to impose the right thing upon us all the time and make us do whats right, then we wouldnt be any different from robots then would we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: God loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now get off this blog and finish ur tok,ee,wl,ias( or math/physics/chem/bio/econs/wdv hw if ure not from ib)&lt;br /&gt;and u can do it with a smile knowing that the One who made the whole universe knows and loves you.&lt;br /&gt; how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1117650740377498672?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1117650740377498672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1117650740377498672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1117650740377498672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1117650740377498672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/03/evil-religious-emphasis-week-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6436771427182862967</id><published>2008-03-17T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:54:46.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found that sleep is really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 4 hours of sleep after working on my EE for forever and din really rest throughout the day...&lt;br /&gt;den at training, the only voice i responded to was the coach's. and it had a be with the volume way up with a dash of pissyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i screwed up real bad at training today.&lt;br /&gt;its real irritating to want to focus but not be able to.&lt;br /&gt;its real irritating to tell urself to do ur best and find ur mind blanking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats how it was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries =)&lt;br /&gt;Whe ure down low, the only way is up!&lt;br /&gt;ok. actually you can go further down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the council campaign for year 5s started today and the most overdone poster idea is the wanted poster.&lt;br /&gt;tho theres this girl who put up hers with a line which says 2/3 girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gettit?&lt;br /&gt;wanted(1/3) man vs 2/3 girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found it quite smart but if ure not laughing, maybe im just suffering sleep deprivation. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's begun! have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6436771427182862967?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6436771427182862967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6436771427182862967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6436771427182862967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6436771427182862967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-found-that-sleep-is-really-important.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5513373146598092515</id><published>2008-03-08T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:21:47.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BLOGGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long long awaited hols r here!&lt;br /&gt;and i alrdy got mon to thurs taken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz&lt;br /&gt;gotta read huck finn by the end of this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill try to remember to take more pics of stuff so i can blog. i hate blogging without pics. its just so boring looking.  unless the whole post is to flame someone. but i dun do that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u miss that, heres a bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;we were given a task to build a shelter&lt;br /&gt;heres the scenario: Youre stranded on an island with no shelter nearby. A thunderstorm is approaching and u have 15mins to build a shelter to tide u thru the night.&lt;br /&gt;you have 5 groundsheets, a bucket of manila hemp, many many dowel poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, we laid out 2 groundsheets to ensure our shelter covered that space.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, this girl came up with the idea of tying the hemp diagonally across to kinda form an X shape over the groundsheets. " den we can put the groundsheet over!" and i was like "WAIT! its a thunderstorm.. the top will blow off"&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;no one listens to me.&lt;br /&gt;SO they started tying the hemp arnd...&lt;br /&gt;den LUCKILY, no one was listening to her idea either. so they tied the corners of the sheets to trees and the shelter looked kinda decent.&lt;br /&gt;den i pointed out a gigantic hole whr the 2 covering sheets overlapped.&lt;br /&gt;told em to take out one of the ropes n re tie em.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO!!&lt;br /&gt;"its ok wan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we ended up with a holey shelter which would prolly not save us from getting drenched in the case of a thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im guessing that im not the only one that saw those things. but its just that they were too lazy to mention em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of story, FRIKKIN LISTEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im done. =)&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, on thurs, i forgot how to do a lefthand layup. (im left handed and thats one of the simplest moves btw)&lt;br /&gt;on fri, i couldnt even catch passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on sat, im gonna sleep 9 hours den wake up and face the world with a gigantic smile =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great hols! =)&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5513373146598092515?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5513373146598092515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5513373146598092515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5513373146598092515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5513373146598092515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-blogging-long-long-awaited-hols-r.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8720545186257579015</id><published>2008-02-18T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:46:01.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watcha doing it all for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, most people wun do their sport much once they leave school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i prolly wun play full court basketball much after this yr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most sport players in Singapore barely continue with their sport interest after JC or at most uni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This makes me wonder why the heck we wanna work so hard for titles like A div champions and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When u go out into the career world and tell a bank manager u used to be a prop in rugby, and ur team u played in won the C, B and A div, ur employer to be would be like.. "WOW" den ask, so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pt is, quit working for the now, think and plan ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 4:18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often, the things right in front of us seem to mean the world. The thing is, they dun. So what if ure the A div champion? so what if become the president of Sg?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quit looking at the here n now and start looking up ahead into the future, look into eternity =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if ure not Christian, this kinda applies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the sport slante topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R7mZFEIoPPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/F4iLapYhZ_w/s1600-h/SNC10601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168330359672683762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R7mZFEIoPPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/F4iLapYhZ_w/s400/SNC10601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a random artistic looking pic =) taken by my mom the ex advert artist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8720545186257579015?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8720545186257579015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8720545186257579015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8720545186257579015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8720545186257579015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/02/watcha-doing-it-all-for-if-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R7mZFEIoPPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/F4iLapYhZ_w/s72-c/SNC10601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3810806266434392846</id><published>2008-02-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:58:54.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the eve of the eve of chinese new year, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the shao xiong gang went out to try forgetting they were IB students for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, conversational topics always gravitated towards the infamous EE and TOK essays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;readers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heres &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CNY EVE EVE OUTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School ended at 230 and i was playing basketball with daxter in class till 3.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im unfit or something but i was actually perspiring.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, seah shao xiong n me left sch tgt at bout 3 ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seb was in class breaking his bones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anselm was away with his girl friend looking for dunno wad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 3 of us took 166 to city hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bus ride was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started getting &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dizzy&lt;/span&gt; after 10mins of the journey but we still had another half hour plus to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after the eternal bus ride, we alighted behind funan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seah n shao xiong &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;din recognise the place&lt;/span&gt;. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we went walking arnd n arnd funan when we were supposed to go to peninsula.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we waited till anselm came..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we went to city hall to pick seb up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we went to marina sq for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we had ljs for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we went to suntec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we saw this rj girl hugging her bf like a koala hugs a tree at the atm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we got wowed by the itouch and its internet surfing capabilities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we went to get seb a basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we went to the esplanade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den u start wondering when ill stop saying "den we"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apparently i just did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. done being retarded with words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now ill do it with pictures =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the esplanade, we wondered arnd, i picked up some nice postcards,&lt;br /&gt;den we realised, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SOMETHINGS GOING ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz there were lots of cisco guards walking arnd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after being &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;humji&lt;/span&gt; for bout a hundred metres of tailing a pair of guards, i asked one of em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"theres fireworks today"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and simultaneously, another guard was talking to ben seah n asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"are you here to watch the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;explosives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we decided to stay n watch the fireworks since it would only be another 15mins till it started.&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nf50IYg6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/RRsTizkL6L0/s1600-h/DSC01656+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163904632096326562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nf50IYg6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/RRsTizkL6L0/s320/DSC01656+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nf6EIYg7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/JU6UCO5LGV4/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163904636391293874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nf6EIYg7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/JU6UCO5LGV4/s320/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ones on the bottom are the edited ones =)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nhgEIYhBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/nx-TY3-3dnQ/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163906388737950738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nhgEIYhBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/nx-TY3-3dnQ/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nhG0IYg_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5D7RAZ2-YJk/s1600-h/DSC01661+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163905954946253810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nhG0IYg_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5D7RAZ2-YJk/s320/DSC01661+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163905954946253826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nhG0IYhAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oDCjv-vNViA/s320/DSC01661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tard face =)&lt;br /&gt;The pictures were edited to show that even simple photo editing programs can salvage pictures&lt;br /&gt;ok. fine. the pics arent fantastic. but at least a lot more of the detail is brought out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6njB0IYhDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z9HPZwSbxc0/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163908068070163506" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nkK0IYhHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rLOjo-ElZGk/s1600-h/DSC01675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163909322200614002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nkK0IYhHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rLOjo-ElZGk/s400/DSC01675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is my photo of the day! =) looks quite well taken considering i only had a 2 mp camera phone with no flash.. AND 100% unedited!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats bout it =) Happy CNY ppl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3810806266434392846?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3810806266434392846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3810806266434392846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3810806266434392846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3810806266434392846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-eve-of-eve-of-chinese-new-year-shao.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R6nf50IYg6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/RRsTizkL6L0/s72-c/DSC01656+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3149308463982734789</id><published>2008-01-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:09:39.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theme for today&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37: 8 -Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret—it leads only to evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger management is mega ultra super important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, the average experiences 1M newtons of stress each day!&lt;br /&gt;ok thats a fake figure.&lt;br /&gt;but people in Singapore do exprience a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not properly managed, this stress can end up being vent through anger! GRR&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, thats bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;when ure angry, the first and hardest step to do is take a step back n think!&lt;br /&gt;once u manage to accomplish that first step, ask urself why ure angry.&lt;br /&gt;instead of justifying ur anger, find reasons why this anger isnt justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall,&lt;br /&gt;what merit is there if u react adversely to those who do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! fine its alright to feel anger here n there..&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;dont let it linger&lt;br /&gt;dont let it overcome you&lt;br /&gt;dont let it cause damage to self and others =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress lvls were getting kinda unbearable ytd but thank God everythings fine now =)&lt;br /&gt;need better time management!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna read more intellectual magazines!&lt;br /&gt;sorry if that sounds kinda nerdy..&lt;br /&gt;but today i discovered the kewlness of the time magazine and nat geog&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing tho is that i dun have the time to dig into them..&lt;br /&gt;ILL FIND TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep... dun let the stress get to u =)&lt;br /&gt;live life with a smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3149308463982734789?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3149308463982734789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3149308463982734789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3149308463982734789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3149308463982734789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/01/theme-for-today-psalm-37-8-refrain-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4109936748036168365</id><published>2008-01-21T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:24:21.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>57,000 affected by seven-hour MRT train disruption&lt;br /&gt;Posted: 21 January 2008 1354 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE : MRT services between Pasir Ris and Tanah Merah stations have resumed after a seven hour disruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westbound and eastbound services between the two stations were affected from the start of operations at 5.28am till 12.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMRT Corporation says the disruption was caused by the breakdown of a maintenance works train which was carrying out works between Tampines and Simei (westbound) MRT stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 57,000 passengers were affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the disruption, bus bridging services were activated to ferry passengers between the two stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westbound shuttle trains were also put into place at a 28-minute interval to ease passenger flow at Tampines and Simei MRT stations. - CNA/ch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the 57000 people stuck =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still got booked when i got to school this morning. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Cielo better get my name off that list of latecomers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Ytd night, i was rushing out my EE on econs cause the draft was due TODAY&lt;br /&gt;so, i sat in front of the come and furiously typed away for 4 hours =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 6 hours of sleep(thats considered a lot!), woke up and got THAT (the one at the start of the post) incident thrown into my life. On top of that, my EE tutor smsed me at 7 in the morning saying,&lt;br /&gt;"I will not be arnd for EE period today. please hand in ur drafts on wednesday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$^$^#$#$#$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the way home, battling the fatigue of a extremely extremely uh.. extremely extremely long day in sch, it struck me.&lt;br /&gt;*If i din have a deadline to work with, i might not have done so much of my essay and id still have to do it another time. SO! Thank God for the push =)*&lt;br /&gt;at least now ill wun be having a lack of sleep on tues rushing out the draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workload doesnt seem as intimidating now that my ee is somewhat done.. the sky is clearing! or so i think..&lt;br /&gt;i still have:&lt;br /&gt;World lit topic to come up with&lt;br /&gt;Econs assignment(test) to mug for&lt;br /&gt;Chem pract on oscillating reactions to type a report on&lt;br /&gt;Eng essay to write on Siddharta ( cant even remember the qsn)&lt;br /&gt;Physics concepts to grasp&lt;br /&gt;Chem concepts to grasp&lt;br /&gt;Math hw to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ILL BE FINE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a while,&lt;br /&gt;to look back and smile,&lt;br /&gt;and youll say wow!&lt;br /&gt;at how all this while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hes been there for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, lame attempt.. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4109936748036168365?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4109936748036168365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4109936748036168365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4109936748036168365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4109936748036168365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/01/57000-affected-by-seven-hour-mrt-train.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8173882682960069261</id><published>2008-01-07T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:08:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R4I67sGhjPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g-xhtypBz0w/s1600-h/Worldschool-tri-small-trans.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152745720790486258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R4I67sGhjPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g-xhtypBz0w/s320/Worldschool-tri-small-trans.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 January 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day that Anglo Chinese School Independent's International Baccalaureate Programme (i just love typing out the extra long name.. sorry. haha!)received the results of its first batch of students. (through fedex mail!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;out of 357 candidates, 9 obtained 45 pts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;109 got 42 pts and above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the max is 45 pts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 - 80% and above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-70-79%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5-60-69%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-50-59%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and u have 6 subjects to chalk up pts with. so the max u get from exams is 42pts.&lt;br /&gt;so ull prolly be asking how the heck u get 45 pts den.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats from bonus pts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;u can get a max of 3 bonus pts from the combined result of 2 things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philosophy (TOK) a 1.6 k word essay and a presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo PW (EE) a 4k word essay which is centred upon a subject that u take (maths science blah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and heres the famous quote to tell u to desert the As and go IB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R4I7p8GhjQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mJVNk7K3px0/s1600-h/road_not_taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152746515359436034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R4I7p8GhjQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mJVNk7K3px0/s320/road_not_taken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting 45 pts is no mean feat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;42 pts is more human but its still mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to any yr 6 of 07 that got less than 42 pts, dun worry! u can still go to oxford! hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposedly u can go nus with 24pts. but i think thats kinda unrealistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, heres a video i found made by the yr 6s of 07 for their orientation which was in 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2432590713561288644"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2432590713561288644&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and heres the news report of the results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/cna/cgi-bin/search/search_7days.pl?status=&amp;amp;search=acs&amp;amp;id=321176"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/cna/cgi-bin/search/search_7days.pl?status=&amp;amp;search=acs&amp;amp;id=321176&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy basking urself in ACS ownage =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care and dun get trampled by acs ib students! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8173882682960069261?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8173882682960069261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8173882682960069261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8173882682960069261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8173882682960069261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/01/7-january-2007-day-that-anglo-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R4I67sGhjPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g-xhtypBz0w/s72-c/Worldschool-tri-small-trans.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1592404897299683277</id><published>2008-01-03T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:11:26.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 2 of the new school term just finished but i feel like ive been going to school for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Dun get me wrong.. i dun dread sch ( at least not yet.. ) but somehow i just feel like ive been going to school for real long.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first day of school 08 has officially been my most fufilling first day of sch ever!&lt;br /&gt;i went to sch (late)&lt;br /&gt;ran with my brother after sch&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner out with bro n mom&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;added a 100 over words to my philosophy essay =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT THAT!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if i keep up like this i shld be quite fine ( i hope..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 yrs, im taking the 2nd big exam of my life this yr.&lt;br /&gt;the INTERNATIONAL BACCALAUREATE final year exams nov 08&lt;br /&gt;and thats not 100% of my score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of my score comes from course work like practicals, essays, projects and presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stress of doing so many assignments that you know are gonna be used to add up to ur final grade is simply mad. but i guess its a really good training ground for life in the future.. coz everything out there is meant to be counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your best shot for everything. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolution&lt;br /&gt; Do all things for God's glory through His strength.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1592404897299683277?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1592404897299683277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1592404897299683277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1592404897299683277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1592404897299683277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-2-of-new-school-term-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5534988830973801172</id><published>2007-12-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:23:23.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Christmas in half an hour. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when i was bout 7 or 8, my parents bought me a lego knights set&lt;br /&gt;something like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_QiMGhjII/AAAAAAAAAHs/s07AjYLow1Q/s1600-h/lego.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147562184890485890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_QiMGhjII/AAAAAAAAAHs/s07AjYLow1Q/s320/lego.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened it at exactly 12mn and i think i finished building the set in 15mins.&lt;br /&gt;and i went on to play with it for another half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tis the season to be jolly!&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala lalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of parents buy their kids presents during the Christmas period and some spend a bomb on these presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_R38GhjJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UaT3en0w0QA/s1600-h/presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147563658064268434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_R38GhjJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UaT3en0w0QA/s320/presents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we hear people talking bout how its not bout the gift itself but the thought that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;why did we even start giving presents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case u din know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is supposed to be the celebration of the birth of Jesus =)&lt;br /&gt;The Son of God who was sent down to earth as man to die for us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;howd we end up giving gifts on this day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, some ppl think its coz the 3 wise men gave Jesus gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some think its to remember the gift that God gave to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His only begotten Son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. If u think ive been talking gibberish, nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember to be grateful for gifts! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in this season of celebration, try to settle down to reflect a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its exactly 12 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u must be wondering how i took half an hour to do this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea either. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_ck8GhjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xJT40955G9Y/s1600-h/cmas7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147575426274659554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_ck8GhjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xJT40955G9Y/s320/cmas7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5534988830973801172?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5534988830973801172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5534988830973801172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5534988830973801172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5534988830973801172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas-in-half-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2_QiMGhjII/AAAAAAAAAHs/s07AjYLow1Q/s72-c/lego.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2136054492283584926</id><published>2007-12-20T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:00:42.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lNEuMd0vI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dH7pdY8GvoU/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145728792762634994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lNEuMd0vI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dH7pdY8GvoU/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This somehow looks a lil like its from a superhero cartoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYMET Cont'ddd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145728792762635010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lNEuMd0wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/24KkW9cCL3s/s320/DSC_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145725837825135330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYuMd0uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ozSlBVYByqg/s320/DSC_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the result of 30seconds of exposure. guranteed no photoshoping done! i hope.. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYOMd0qI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-Of2qWXymq8/s1600-h/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145725829235200674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYOMd0qI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-Of2qWXymq8/s320/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guiness is good for you??! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145728797057602322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lNE-Md0xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2huKcoHVvko/s320/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYOMd0rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E92iV_kC19c/s1600-h/DSC_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145725829235200690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYOMd0rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E92iV_kC19c/s320/DSC_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bone clinkz on the move =) (O IM IN THE BACKGROUND!) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYeMd0sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ii7rV0CxZGQ/s1600-h/DSC_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145725833530168002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYeMd0sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ii7rV0CxZGQ/s320/DSC_1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is just pure lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145725833530168018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lKYeMd0tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qd_LMeHFfPg/s320/DSC_1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the airport =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besthesda&lt;br /&gt;Youth&lt;br /&gt;Mission&lt;br /&gt;Exposure&lt;br /&gt;Trip&lt;br /&gt;'07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2136054492283584926?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2136054492283584926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2136054492283584926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2136054492283584926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2136054492283584926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-somehow-looks-lil-like-its-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2lNEuMd0vI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dH7pdY8GvoU/s72-c/DSC_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5274324041744874571</id><published>2007-12-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:39:33.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BYMET Cont'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145335489722438242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2fnXeMd0mI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lYPtrT61jE4/s320/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres another cute kid! haha!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145335498312372850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2fnX-Md0nI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0KD8UcpUrQg/s320/DSC01573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Typical tourist shot =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145335502607340162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2fnYOMd0oI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zfN39KZb52I/s320/DSC01577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;on the way down bayon &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145335506902307474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2fnYeMd0pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gSyf4Koyjg8/s320/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Temple Ruins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bc281b80008b26c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bc281b80008b26c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939966%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AF49528F14A3974F55028AEBBD831E36FD730A3.4C2FC356EC65577FDD1E6AA8FE751352F0275B76%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bc281b80008b26c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJvC1dhlGw-2cOn3Clvnnt9JOX5A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bc281b80008b26c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939966%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AF49528F14A3974F55028AEBBD831E36FD730A3.4C2FC356EC65577FDD1E6AA8FE751352F0275B76%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bc281b80008b26c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJvC1dhlGw-2cOn3Clvnnt9JOX5A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The plant was just sitting there minding its own business when "WHAM!" the kids started throwing themselves onto the plant n flattening it. If we did that in Singapore, hmmmm... haha! Somehow they din seem to feel any pain from jumping on one another. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46ea0afcc42d4d0d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46ea0afcc42d4d0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939966%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32CE904FBFC1C51110C163E6B444DA40185E7AE7.65D1425BCC932E9410756E07606F35A6F4E20328%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46ea0afcc42d4d0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D692N1NEovFnSRWSrmiyyw4scTaA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46ea0afcc42d4d0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939966%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32CE904FBFC1C51110C163E6B444DA40185E7AE7.65D1425BCC932E9410756E07606F35A6F4E20328%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46ea0afcc42d4d0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D692N1NEovFnSRWSrmiyyw4scTaA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Titus and Lucas singing "Still" Drunk rendition&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5274324041744874571?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46ea0afcc42d4d0d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4bc281b80008b26c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5274324041744874571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5274324041744874571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5274324041744874571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5274324041744874571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/12/bymet-contd-heres-another-cute-kid-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2fnXeMd0mI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lYPtrT61jE4/s72-c/DSC01629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3558258231601688447</id><published>2007-12-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:17:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having been away from Singapore for 15 days, 1 of the first things i noticed when i lied on my bed on sat night was. I wasnt sleeping with air conditioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sleep with a FAN&lt;br /&gt;everyone else shld too! saves A LOT of power!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so START TONIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a real short summary of Cambodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids&lt;br /&gt;REALLLLY CUTE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144965701628187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2aXC-Md0eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZRuHth8b7yU/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Outside the BB learning Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144967780392358386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2aY7-Md0fI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1hyTN1XZUv8/s320/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. this boy isnt cambodian. but he's still cute nonetheless =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And theres the beautiful scenary n sights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144971852021355010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2aco-Md0gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BXbjtBZ0jWk/s320/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144971864906256930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2acpuMd0iI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kR3cseBoaJg/s320/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144971860611289618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2acpeMd0hI/AAAAAAAAAEk/T7qZqeGSIIA/s320/DSC01597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144975498448589362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2af9OMd0jI/AAAAAAAAAE0/np2dLJGTDXA/s320/DSC01622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And weird things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144976052499370562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2agdeMd0kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/20To1rIh9fM/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144976061089305170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2agd-Md0lI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MuMyx_ng-CU/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;k its late!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im gonna sleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3558258231601688447?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3558258231601688447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3558258231601688447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3558258231601688447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3558258231601688447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/12/after-having-been-away-from-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/R2aXC-Md0eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZRuHth8b7yU/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3015481916553029354</id><published>2007-11-29T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:13:25.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ILL BE AWAY FROM THE 30th of NOV TILL 15th OF DEC!&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;&lt;br /&gt;ok... been real busy these 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVBS was quite fun tho it felt a lot shorter than last yr's for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;and i din get my shirt!&lt;br /&gt;GRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im off to cambodia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3015481916553029354?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3015481916553029354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3015481916553029354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3015481916553029354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3015481916553029354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/11/ill-be-away-from-30th-of-nov-till-15th.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8992932238764887952</id><published>2007-11-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:33:32.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought id be quite free this week. but apparently im not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres my classic summary for my week&lt;br /&gt;mon- ball, guitar with shao xiong&lt;br /&gt;tues- dinner with jarrel n wanyi&lt;br /&gt;wed- training den ill try to figure something out&lt;br /&gt;thurs- dvbs briefing den go out with baba n randoms&lt;br /&gt;fri- meeting for bymet den class bbq&lt;br /&gt;sat- meeting and church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;ok tues n wed arent that full... haha!&lt;br /&gt;but ill figure somethign out.. i need to go surveying ppl for my EE soon anyway..&lt;br /&gt;bleagh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thats life, sonny" - Loh Kum Leong&lt;br /&gt;so i better quit msning SO MUCH and get down to work or ill die next yr.&lt;br /&gt;before the hols i thought to myself&lt;br /&gt;wah hols so long no problem!&lt;br /&gt;and now im into the 4th week of it and havent done anything!&lt;br /&gt;yay me! champion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SLUG!" - Loh Kum Leong&lt;br /&gt;yea thats wad i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OUT FOR LUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;with my mom and bro of course..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8992932238764887952?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8992932238764887952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8992932238764887952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8992932238764887952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8992932238764887952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-thought-id-be-quite-free-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8315131367363769545</id><published>2007-11-18T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:39:54.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK! tonight shant be emofied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres an update on my life&lt;br /&gt;I practically spent the whole of last week exercising&lt;br /&gt;mon-8km and stairs&lt;br /&gt;tues-played ball&lt;br /&gt;wed training&lt;br /&gt;thurs- played ball&lt;br /&gt;fri- ok this one was a more slack day =)&lt;br /&gt;sat- play diff ball games&lt;br /&gt;sun- eat n get fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To anyone whos eating something right now, skip this part =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having diarrhea just now and it wasnt the kind whr ur crap is just runny&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt the kind whr u went to take a sit once every half hour&lt;br /&gt;it was the kind whr u felt like it but couldnt&lt;br /&gt;yea i know thats kinda gross. sorry.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK continue reading( to anyone whos eating)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was watching jon play the guitar at mel and baba's birthday bash&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to be watching them open presents, but we were kinda engrossed and when we found out, the presents were almost already done. so.. we re sorry! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, jon was showing me his melody finding skillz!&lt;br /&gt;he can figure out the melody of a song quite easily n quickly if u just give him the chords.&lt;br /&gt;if u think thats quite normal, den fine! ure pro and i suck! GRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks to the ppl arnd me, im taking my guitar out more often and fiddling with it.&lt;br /&gt;it used to be like mugging the tabs so id be able to memorise the songs and reproduce them but that was just boring... now im just finding songs to play with and trying to figure melodies out.&lt;br /&gt;i might take forever but at least im trying!&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL LEARN LEARN LEARN!&lt;br /&gt;den one day ill have zippity zip skills! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done crapping for the night!&lt;br /&gt;o and to all the O and A lvl ppl,&lt;br /&gt;REJOICE! haha!&lt;br /&gt;ok a few more days for A lvls.. hang in there!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8315131367363769545?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8315131367363769545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8315131367363769545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8315131367363769545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8315131367363769545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-tonight-shant-be-emofied-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2294022269947565934</id><published>2007-11-08T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:12:02.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even tho my hols are quite packed with stuff to do, its quite boring blogging bout that. so that explains y i havent been blogging =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that im stuck between telling you and just staying where we are. not that where we are isnt good, but it just feels so unstable.&lt;br /&gt;And i think its quite impossible if u tell me that you dun know what ive been trying to do for so long. So its either ure dense or just keeping mum. and ill go with keeping mum.&lt;br /&gt;For some time i never wanted to say much bout this here coz of the possibility that u actually read this, but im actually half hoping u do read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i thought i understood u real well and that i could see through the things that u did.&lt;br /&gt;But i realised that ure actually not as simple as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mean not simple in a "ure sinister" kind of way but more of a "im still figuring u out" way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre probably right. we should just make full use of our lives and just be kids while we can. and yet im wondering if i could be the guy that doesnt treat u like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously im telling myself i wun treat u like crap but id rather let u live life the way u want to and just be the  "shpeter shpan" u are if thats what it takes for you to stay so infectiously cheerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun even mind making a fool of myself coz when i hear ur laughter, it just pays off.&lt;br /&gt;ok of course there are the times that i just -.- you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through some sick irony, im eating famous amos cookies right now and thinking of you like a yr ago. (i din take the cookies.. my mom found it and gave me some)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that lil act of yours just made me fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like i was just retarded and thinking of you at work when i saw a white figure flash past the store but apparently i was quite sane at the time since i found the smuggled cookies later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, lets just take things slow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just act like uve never seen this IF you do come across this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im completely sane right now. and no im not lovesick or crushing. I thinking straight, not on drugs, not on alcohol and not on an emotional high or low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2294022269947565934?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2294022269947565934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2294022269947565934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2294022269947565934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2294022269947565934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/11/even-tho-my-hols-are-quite-packed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-700251057065850034</id><published>2007-10-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:16:11.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The hols have begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to go back to school everyday until next wed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i had a chinese lesson at 930-1100 today but hkp let us off half an hour early.&lt;br /&gt;so at 1030 i was already playing basketball with tek. played till 1120 den went to eat with amanda and tessa where i had tessa's mega combo of maggi mee and teh bing! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1200 i was done eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my next lesson was scheduled at 1330&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i sat in the sac and talked and talked and talked until 1330.&lt;br /&gt;YAWNZ&lt;br /&gt;(no offense to the ppl i was talking to tho =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for econs whr dumortier let us watch a video for like an hour and talked for an hour bout the rise of the japanese, south korean and singaporean economies.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was kinda interesting? but its not anything id ever use in the exams.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats gonna be my life for this week i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Econs, chinese, econs , chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;im in the holiday mood already!&lt;br /&gt;but den again, is that really a bad thing? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO A and O lvl takers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-700251057065850034?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/700251057065850034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=700251057065850034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/700251057065850034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/700251057065850034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/10/hols-have-begun-and-i-still-have-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2714123662845495484</id><published>2007-10-21T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:27:45.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After not blogging for so long, here i am =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Event #1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I got attached to the GEP centre as an invigilator for the GEP test that p3 kids take to determine if theyre gifted =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so after the test, seb koh, shaun, fish and me went to the airport to say hi to tourists! yea seriously..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so we took the train to changi and took a bus from term 2 to the budget terminal to take a look since none of us had been there before.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123777828528992306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtQycF-MDI/AAAAAAAAADU/hp1ZrzWVwzU/s320/DSC01468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123777837118926914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtQy8F-MEI/AAAAAAAAADc/PvCUhgC0Vn0/s320/DSC01469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The place was seriously budget.. with the non marble flooring, the metal sheet roof, the one storey building and the look that was just so foreign to what we know as Changi Airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123777789874286610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtQwMF-MBI/AAAAAAAAADE/FZWJ3JJISF8/s320/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123777811349123106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtQxcF-MCI/AAAAAAAAADM/9C1ExQxnOoI/s320/DSC01467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;den we just ended up at term 1 after taking the sky train back and forth 2 twice and sat at the BK and talked crap till 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Event#2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aventure Training Camp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the first time in my life, i was going to the npcc campsite as an instructor and not a camper! muahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;honestly, i think the camp was too slack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but had lots of fun with the other CIs doing stuff like hunting for drinks in the fridge and just slacking arnd talking crap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778751946960978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtRoMF-MFI/AAAAAAAAADk/NKmsgyqzLp0/s320/DSC01470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taken by Beh of Zul while trying to find the facewarp on my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ALSO, my group for the camp, group 7 was quite a great bunch of ppl =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778812076503186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtRrsF-MJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XcCpgLiy-dk/s320/DSC01479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Group 7 at Noordin beach figuring out their campfire item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;had lots of fun trying to get them to interact with one another and seeing them help one another during activities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778790601666690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtRqcF-MII/AAAAAAAAAD8/Q35dUAD2ovU/s320/DSC01474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778782011732066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtRp8F-MGI/AAAAAAAAADs/QfbYZghGWpY/s320/DSC01471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rafting preparations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thought i would wanna say lots here but now as i type it, i just dun feel like it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778786306699378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtRqMF-MHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/51m4d__C3YE/s320/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Spot the monkey =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;announcement to all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got 38pts for my exams!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BEAT THAT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. i know lots of ppl can beat that... -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think im one of the most value added students lah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with a psle score which would get me into a sec schools like ngee ann and temasek(not to say that these arent good btw, coz theyre quite decent), im finally scoring results that justify my existance in ACS (I)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was only aiming for 36 pts but since i got 38, im not complaining =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank God for everything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM AN ONSTER MONSTER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2714123662845495484?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2714123662845495484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2714123662845495484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2714123662845495484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2714123662845495484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-after-not-blogging-for-so-long-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RxtQycF-MDI/AAAAAAAAADU/hp1ZrzWVwzU/s72-c/DSC01468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2742110437572878788</id><published>2007-09-28T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:57:50.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wasnt gonna blog till after my exams BUT i felt i just had to blog bout wad happened today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets start from monday&lt;br /&gt;I got back my Individual Oral Presentation (IOP) script draft from my english teacher.&lt;br /&gt;IOP is 15% of my final IB grade for english fyi. =)&lt;br /&gt;but i had no idea when i was supposed to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;I got told that i was supposed to present on tues. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thank God kenneth yeo could stand in. SO he took my slot and i was once again with a slot for iop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wed was the ACS holiday for being top boys sch for sports for the 11th yr running (WHEEE)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanted to email my teacher bout when i was scheduled to present since i din have a date to present on. but thinking that she wouldnt have access to it since she doesnt work for the sch anymore, i din send the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEN CAME THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;sloke: Ben chia ure presenting TODAY&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH?! WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;so i went to look for the teacher and she said i HAD to present tmr (friday/ today)&lt;br /&gt;with my exams in 4 days, i had to spend a whole night on doing the ppt and preparing for IOP.&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the whole night and slept at 1.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENTATION DAY&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.30 *yawnz*&lt;br /&gt;furiously typed away on my laptop while on the way to sch on the train.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to present at 10.40&lt;br /&gt;but at 10.20, she sent smses to ivan and theo that said something like this&lt;br /&gt;"H, ben chia is supposed to present his iop now. if he is running away from me, please tell me so i can do something bout it. i wun be waiting here for long."&lt;br /&gt;that just pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole night working on the ppt and here she was assuming that i was RUNNING from her.&lt;br /&gt;my mind just clouded with "WTH!!?!?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;as i walked towards the library from the audi (which is a 5min brisk walk), the hymn "All the way my Saviour leads me" popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;The hymn really calmed me down and dispelled the angst and "hate" i was feeling for her.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i started feeling happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to the library and saw her, i even managed to smile! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything within the next two lines has nothing to do with the purpose of the post&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat down, turned on my laptop and realised that my hands were shaking.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like it was coz my laptop was vibrating.&lt;br /&gt;but when i lifted up my hands, i was literally shaking.&lt;br /&gt;THE POWER OF 15% OF UR IB GRADE AT STAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thank God for bringing me thru that.&lt;br /&gt;Thank GIDDY for letting me see his ownage ppt (tho i din actually use it much, cept maybe it made me wanna put pics)&lt;br /&gt;Thank MY SIS AND BRO for the crazily powerful analysis they helped me produce for my iop =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND STUDY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;fancy reading ppl's blogs... tsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2742110437572878788?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2742110437572878788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2742110437572878788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2742110437572878788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2742110437572878788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wasnt-gonna-blog-till-after-my-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4558876982173417709</id><published>2007-09-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:22:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 weeks from the exams and im slacking off posting on my blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So you're standing on a ledge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It looks like you might fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So far down, or maybe you were thinking about jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you could have it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you learned a little patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For though I cannot fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not content to crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To give me a little credit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have in me a little faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna be with you forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If tomorrow's not too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it's always too late when you've got nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you should never let the sun set on tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before the sun rises today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I am,Another waste of everything you've dreamed of, I will let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I am,Only here to watch you as you suffer, I will let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So you're walking on the edge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you wait your turn to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you're so far gone, that you don't see the hands up held to catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you could find the fault,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the heart that you've been handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But though you cannot fly,You're not content to crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it's always too late when you've got nothing,So you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you should never let the sunset on tomorrow,Before the sun rises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The answers we find are never what we had in mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we make it up as we go along&lt;br /&gt;You don't talk of dreams, I won't mention tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;We won't make those promises that we can't keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Am by Nine Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, dun start calling me an emo kid =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in a song to make the post look real long. but i have no idea how to fix the spacing btw lines so the post looks unnaturally long. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to song on the train on the way home&lt;br /&gt;we were thinking of how we were gonna spend our hols ( one of the hottest topics near the exams)&lt;br /&gt;and i tot I WANNA DO SOMETHING FOR SOCIETY&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do some service project in the hols and make this hols one that i wont spend on just going out or stoning at home but that ill actually get to help someone..&lt;br /&gt;no im not trying to sound noble or anything.. but think about it!&lt;br /&gt;isnt helping others a heck lot better than just playing com games or watching tv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to exam ranting.&lt;br /&gt;IT SEEMS&lt;br /&gt;other JCs start their exams on the 24th of sep and end on the 28th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in ACS I, we start on 1st Oct and end on...... theoretically the 11th, but i dun have a paper on that day it ends on the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while JC ppl enjoy the end of exams, and poly ppl CONTINUE their eternal break, its back to mugging for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;Mugging = Learning about the world that God created!&lt;br /&gt;so it aint half as bad! cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoudlnt be posting for quite a while... so be prepared for a cold winter of hibernation! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4558876982173417709?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4558876982173417709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4558876982173417709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4558876982173417709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4558876982173417709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-weeks-from-exams-and-im-slacking-off.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1597893001595037505</id><published>2007-09-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:57:09.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did YOU realise that today(tuesday) is the 4th day of the "9" day holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i kinda killed this blog with my laziness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just such a chore to type "blogspot.com" into the address bar.&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;Heres a peek at my schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues- training n cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed- mega slack day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs- training n something (havent planned for the ~10 hours ill be awake for that havent been taken up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri- copy n paste thurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat- church chiong work, mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun- church chiong work, mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda exciting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think ive ever had such a packed holiday week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ull notice that the schedule does have much work planned into it.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ill try to squeeze work in here n there.. prolly in the last 4 days of the hols?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to study for chem just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im skimming thru the notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den again, i think i understand the bonding chapter quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS FRIGGIN HARD TO STUDY WHEN UR BRAIN TELLS U U KNOW EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u know u dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. on a lighter, more retarded note, here are pics from shao xiong's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RtzRu7_CfTI/AAAAAAAAACE/VtnNkMj6Hvw/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106186681837583666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RtzRu7_CfTI/AAAAAAAAACE/VtnNkMj6Hvw/s320/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RtzRu7_CfUI/AAAAAAAAACM/FisRFE6g24g/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106186681837583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RtzRu7_CfUI/AAAAAAAAACM/FisRFE6g24g/s320/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6ade9819af3cbafb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1597893001595037505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1597893001595037505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1597893001595037505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1597893001595037505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-you-realise-that-todaytuesday-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RtzRu7_CfTI/AAAAAAAAACE/VtnNkMj6Hvw/s72-c/DSC01422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3699987122609474877</id><published>2007-08-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:40:28.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive had stuff to blog about but ive just been too lazy to log in to blogger and get down to typing stuff in so this blog wun be considered "dead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i burned my weekend away&lt;br /&gt;Friday, in the morning it dawned upon me!&lt;br /&gt;i had npcc. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ill just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;at night, i went out with baba,cherie,mos,dar,merv,mel,titus,jet,curtis,caius,ben goh (hope i din miss anyone out)&lt;br /&gt;to watch FIREWORKS!&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed there after npcc thinking everyone was there already n i was heck late.&lt;br /&gt;but when i got there... they were just buying their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we settled down at like 8&lt;br /&gt;fireworks were due to start at 9&lt;br /&gt;we just talked nonsense that whole time n my neck got real tired coz i had to keep craning my neck to listen to baba, cherie and mel coz they were all sitting behind me. even now im feeling the ache. haha&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post a pic but somehow the com isnt cooperating with me. so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat&lt;br /&gt;met brian n clarence at macs where clar n me helped brian with physics&lt;br /&gt;clar is seriously a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;went to church after that for yp,&lt;br /&gt;played soccer (or at least tried to)&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with tim titus n toke man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;missed morning service... =/&lt;br /&gt;studied bout the Exodus and how the ppl were murmuring against Moses AGAIN (the again is bout the complaints n not bout the study)&lt;br /&gt;met 4.14 ppl after church&lt;br /&gt;ate at carls jr for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;its so-so lah...&lt;br /&gt;tot it was like amazing or wad...&lt;br /&gt;but its just like an upsized slightly better macs with meatier patties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3699987122609474877?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3699987122609474877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3699987122609474877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3699987122609474877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3699987122609474877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-had-stuff-to-blog-about-but-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2824102284285548350</id><published>2007-08-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:33:13.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on my way home i overslept on the bus and got off a stop later. and SUDDENLY, it started pouring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD&lt;br /&gt;i had my almighty umbrella thats ive been bringing arnd for like a month.&lt;br /&gt;so it finally came in useful =)&lt;br /&gt;but my jeans n shoes still got wet.&lt;br /&gt;heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im blaming my headache on the rain.&lt;br /&gt;ud prolly be thinking " DEN GO SLEEP LAH!"&lt;br /&gt;but i already did. and i woke up with the headache.&lt;br /&gt;and now its raining AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the world is coming to an end. =)&lt;br /&gt;at the rate it rains n scorches, mosquitoes will breed so rampantly that we ll all die of dengue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done here. cant think str8 right now.&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;have a great week ahead =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2824102284285548350?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' 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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-11131719.post-8397315135605875552</id><published>2007-08-08T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:00:29.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the annual crosscountry run!&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time in 5 years, i ran for my house =)&lt;br /&gt;expected to just finish the run and bum arnd till the end.&lt;br /&gt;ok actually i kinda did that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i finished 29th of the A division runners =))&lt;br /&gt;top dunno wad for my house either 8 or 10&lt;br /&gt;1280 ftw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsL__2WgI/AAAAAAAAABc/bkSbxZfT5gE/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096293775504202242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsL__2WgI/AAAAAAAAABc/bkSbxZfT5gE/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My race tag(or wdv its called) dun ask me why the year is '99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMP_2WhI/AAAAAAAAABk/WJGPaIW3UYs/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096293779799169554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMP_2WhI/AAAAAAAAABk/WJGPaIW3UYs/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken at seb's place whr shao xiong n i went to wash up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMP_2WiI/AAAAAAAAABs/YM1Qm7uDm44/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096293779799169570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMP_2WiI/AAAAAAAAABs/YM1Qm7uDm44/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mdm yph "tucking" the npcc sec 2s to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMf_2WjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/b0jGwdxzRBA/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096293784094136882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMf_2WjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/b0jGwdxzRBA/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im too lazy to rotate this. the cadets after the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMf_2WkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ivhq-aHVoFA/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096293784094136898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsMf_2WkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ivhq-aHVoFA/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE CIs =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The ONE ACS parade was quite a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was made up of ACS I uniform grp, barker's n acs junior n primary's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The marching contingents went in 1 row behind their positions. so the whole parade shifted up manually(like walked across the field)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;worst parade ive seen in my life. honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, at the parade, i found that everytime i saw an acjc girl that din look very good looking/pretty/hot/chio/va va voom (mm quite a few terms eh?) id feel consoled that ACS I IB had a weird sex ratio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i guess i was more dissappointed than consoled by what i saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;o well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the parade, the sch song played. and coz i hadnt seen malcolm yong for superly long, i was talking to him thruout the sch song. hehe. den we got caught by this guy whos prolly a PE teacher from one of the AC schs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heres how it went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;him:what school are u from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: acs i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mal: acjc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;him: i tot u guys from some other sch! talking thruout the song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*silence*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*he tries to look fierce*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;him: give me ur smart card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(i take my sec 1 smart card out n show it to mal first. its freaking lol if u havent seen it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mal: din bring (no idea if he lied. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;him:whos ur teacher in charge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: of what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*ben seah calls me over for the march past of the parade*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*i motion to the pe guy n walk off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*mal got stuck with him. hehe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the end nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;phew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AFTER THAT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the acjc ppl tried to rouse the crowd with cheering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;either they failed quite miserably or i just couldnt hear the crowd from where i was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THATS IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8397315135605875552?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8397315135605875552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8397315135605875552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8397315135605875552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8397315135605875552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterday-was-annual-crosscountry-run.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RrmsL__2WgI/AAAAAAAAABc/bkSbxZfT5gE/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1100008479496980249</id><published>2007-07-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:14:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think im weird.&lt;br /&gt;ytd after training i ran 4km n when i got home, i felt good but tired.&lt;br /&gt;today i din do any sports and on the way home i was like giddy n dying.&lt;br /&gt;GRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to sleep MORE!&lt;br /&gt;meaing 7 hours or sleep a night! haha&lt;br /&gt;more sleep= less time on the com&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether ill be able to stick to it coz the last time i tried to sleep more by using the com less, i failed in like a week.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep more!&lt;br /&gt;might make me feel less crappy in the mornings&lt;br /&gt;and i wun feel like i waste too much time on the com.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is gonna be quite crazy for me&lt;br /&gt;got my np camp on friday and i gotta leave at 5am for the ONE ACS ndp rehearsal in which im a parade coordinator which is just a glorified name for sai kang warrior(which btw is still kinda glorified)&lt;br /&gt;i really dun mind doing the crap they make me do but the least im asking of em is to organise themselves before they give out instructions.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;for a rehearsal run by uniform grp elite of acs which always demand punctuality, coordination, teamwork and blahblahblah,&lt;br /&gt;they waste quite a bit of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a bit which no one might get but im just gonna say it.&lt;br /&gt;like they issued walkie talkies to all the coordinators.&lt;br /&gt;like WOW u might say.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, EVERYONE is using the same chn&lt;br /&gt;SO the whole world can hear wad u say thru the walkie.&lt;br /&gt;and wdv j wong wants to say to a specific person is broadcasted to all the walkies.&lt;br /&gt;wastes our effort in listening in to try to decipher wads being said (coz walkies sound fuzzy)&lt;br /&gt;SOLUTION&lt;br /&gt;use diff chns of the same watchamacallit.&lt;br /&gt;coz the chns go like 4.1,4.2,4.3&lt;br /&gt;so they shld assign each coord to one chn n he can talk to us individually and leave another walkie on the open chn 4.0 which lets him hear anything we gotta say to him&lt;br /&gt;NOW ISNT THAT MUCH  BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;ok i know no one got that.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rant quite a bit nowadays eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1100008479496980249?l=notice-myself.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-11131719.post-524730895280145288</id><published>2007-07-29T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:22:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whats with just glorifying winners?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is a silver really nothing compared to a gold?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not just talking bout uyo awards in case u were thinking that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A silver means u suck but a gold is like expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even after getting a gold ud just be another kid on the block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;join the club of golds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most others would be like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY! we got a silver/bronze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we re like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! we got a silver/bronze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we re damn suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to that dude who always pulls his pants up in front of the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. nuf ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we have the emotion anger wired into us when most of the time it doesnt help to get angry at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats the pt of it all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in case u wanna tag asking if im fine, yea i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a w810i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-934847062894940652</id><published>2007-07-25T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:56:20.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is quite yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. today was quite.. eventful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overslept on the train and ended up at jurong east.&lt;br /&gt;so i reached sch at 7.40&lt;br /&gt;den when i got into class, i found out nirmala was looking for me coz luah din get my essay which i emailed to her. so the night before, i printed it out to hand in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i digged thru my bag for the stupid thing only to realise that i left it on my desk at home.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to print it out again in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found that my econs tutorial is missing a sheet. gotta photocopy it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found that i had a heck lot of things on after sch.&lt;br /&gt;ndp briefing,&lt;br /&gt;tok draft thing with jamie tan,&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral,&lt;br /&gt;tuition with brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i missed the ndp briefing for oral&lt;br /&gt;din go for tok cause i din bring my essay which i also printed out n left at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was just quite bad lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt pissed off at the start actually.&lt;br /&gt;but my QT came to mind and the reminder to not let anger lead to sin came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;so i cooled off.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-934847062894940652?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/934847062894940652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=934847062894940652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/934847062894940652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/934847062894940652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-quite-yawnz.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7385898962884220725</id><published>2007-07-22T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:56:34.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been playing competitive sports for the last 3 days and my legs were killing me but somehow theyre feeling alright now.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurday was MAD! 3 hours of bball training was just such a drag... but the near the end the matches made time fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday- played ultimate frisbee for anglolympics and i think i did quite decent considering the Xcountry ppl claim i got no motor skill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat- Captains ball com with chinese methodist churches! Caleb asked if i wanted to play for them so i tot.. why not? so i went and he told me to expect to lose all our matches but we ended up winning 2 of em. Another church won all 3 tho.. so we din get into the quarter finals. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;it was still heck fun cause i got to see lots of my friends from PL that i havent seen in like a yr.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;after the competition, i went for a class bbq to send jason off cause hes leaving for america on the 27th..&lt;br /&gt;so we TRIED to start the fire for 3-4 hours? lol.&lt;br /&gt;sucky charcoal.. BUT we shant blame anyone =)&lt;br /&gt;actually im quite surprised i havent got constipation or diarrhoea yet.. ok maybe mild diarrhoea but thats it.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully im spelling diarrhoea right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New resolution&lt;br /&gt;Sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;have more fun.&lt;br /&gt;work harder.&lt;br /&gt;dun bother stressing.&lt;br /&gt;(ok. maybe parts of that are old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plunges into the new week*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7385898962884220725?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7385898962884220725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7385898962884220725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7385898962884220725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7385898962884220725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-still-alive-ive-been-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7627723181317818374</id><published>2007-07-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:54:30.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Operation GAS isnt really working in the essence of really studying but at least i aint emo anymore! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a real crazy weekend for lots of ppl at church coz we re performing every night!&lt;br /&gt;hope i can finish my work in the spare time i got =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dun really have anything to blog bout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ill talk about my valiant attempt to teach maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met melanie at city hall and bought coffee so i could stay awake and not die on her...&lt;br /&gt;settled down at the funan macs and started doing quadratic equations!&lt;br /&gt;took 5mins to remember what we did the last time lah! feel kinda dumb...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;in 1.5hours, we went thru 3 questions?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;sounds kinda slow huh?&lt;br /&gt;nvm lah!&lt;br /&gt;least she gets the concept! =)&lt;br /&gt;thank God i could understand that gibberish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in church i was trying to understand polynomials which is another topic mel needs to learn but i din learn.&lt;br /&gt;so nat sim was trying to explain it to me i think he did quite well coz i kinda understand!&lt;br /&gt;without a whiteboard, without paper, just plain words.&lt;br /&gt;thats quite pro eh?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i mean hes pro not me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that Gospel Rally 07 will be instrumental in God's grand master plan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7627723181317818374?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7627723181317818374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7627723181317818374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7627723181317818374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7627723181317818374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/operation-gas-isnt-really-working-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7600886458316269234</id><published>2007-07-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:52:24.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done with being emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pt thinking bout stuff when it wun change a thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;no pt doing stuff that wun change a thing either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna start on operation GAS (go and study)&lt;br /&gt;so ill just be mugging and mugging but dun worry! coz ill make sure i leave time for friends =) like normal friends.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta set my priorities n quit doing things that i know wun bring about any result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes after i do things, i think about them n realise how i shld have done em in a different way to bring about a more desirable effect. maybe thats just the dumb skill i picked up from npcc called debriefing. so i debrief my actions, stuff that happens to me and blahblah. but the thing is.. i dun get to apply what i learn from it coz i dun lead a life of repeating activites (neglecting sch n training) so there isnt much pt in it.&lt;br /&gt;ok i know that din make much sense. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was like quite sian during rehearsals just now in church and i realised it was prolly written all over my face all day. dunno if nat realised it and was trying to make me feel better or wad but he made me feel a heck lot better. =)&lt;br /&gt;Priase the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;if ure wondering what im rehearsing for,&lt;br /&gt;We're having a gospel rally in church on the 13-15 of july!&lt;br /&gt;at besthesda hall (depot rd)&lt;br /&gt;thats like near rehill n tiong bahru.&lt;br /&gt;itll be at like 7.15pm on friday and 7pm on sat n sun =)&lt;br /&gt;please do come&lt;br /&gt;or ill haul u there!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tell me if ure interested!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ask me if u got any questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and if u dun see me online, my number is 97700471&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING TMR! ahhhhh! wonder whats the bball coach's name... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7600886458316269234?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7600886458316269234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7600886458316269234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7600886458316269234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7600886458316269234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-what-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6353094106723020585</id><published>2007-07-05T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:06:21.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOAH!&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym today and i felt like it was my first time or something..&lt;br /&gt;when i pulled down on the lats machine i could feel my arms screaming out for me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is... im doing the same thing i did 3 weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. 3 weeks is quite long.&lt;br /&gt;but by my 2nd set i was quite fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope PE tmr wun be too strenuous or ill seriously die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPCC TMR!&lt;br /&gt;planning for the upcoming camp was like quite fun actually..&lt;br /&gt;just hope that itll have the desired effect of turning the kids into mindless command following robots =)&lt;br /&gt;hahha!&lt;br /&gt;jkjk&lt;br /&gt;but i really need the camp to work out and let the cadets feel more pride in NPCC as well as know that we aint crap.&lt;br /&gt;once we get that mindset in, we ll go for gold =)&lt;br /&gt;actually we might already get the gold without the mindset.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;winning without the mindset wun do anything.&lt;br /&gt;winning with the mindset will work wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good all the time&lt;br /&gt;All the time God is good&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hope i dun die over the weekend from too much to do.. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6353094106723020585?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6353094106723020585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6353094106723020585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6353094106723020585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6353094106723020585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/whoah-went-to-gym-today-and-i-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2713126774916768554</id><published>2007-07-04T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:12:00.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so it began,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term somewhat began today coz the first week n a half was the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Seems that i screwed up some stuff in physics, feel real screwed for econs. Today was quite a dumb day actually.. 40mins physics, 1hr 40 mins econs, 1 hr physics, 20mins recess, 40mins tok (free period), 40mins recess, 1hr 40mins chem (free period).&lt;br /&gt;so i effectively had lessons for 3hours 20mins. and i spent near 3 hours travelling to sch n back.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking again and i think ive figured things out.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly sure what to do but i guess i could just do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i guess shes prolly just better at priorities than me.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;Go And Study&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;and ill try to fill up my spare time with stuff thats not basketball. (not that im playing a lot of it now..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite afraid i wouldnt be able to concentrate in school actually. but it seems my ability to blot things out when i need to is still quite strong. so ill be fine in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just need to get back into the rhythm of things&lt;br /&gt;exhausted ppl dun think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually feels like ppl in sch are more friendly this term... maybe its just from the long weekend of 4/5 days which was a heck lot better than the june hols coz of the fact that most of us din have to study in the weekend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2713126774916768554?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2713126774916768554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2713126774916768554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2713126774916768554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2713126774916768554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-so-it-began-term-somewhat-began.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8385701413280138657</id><published>2007-06-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:31:57.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning! even more emo post ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know whats going on in my head. Sometimes it just gets so filled with questions i could just go mad... but now im so rational that i cant lose my senses. i think too much. i think n think n never do anything. i know this sounds like something a wuss says.. but im quite sure im not a wuss coz im holding back not coz im afraid but coz it seems to be what God wants of me. u may ask things like.. how the heck u know God wants u to wait? well i cant really tell u coz its like a feeling and really just from stuff i come across during quiet time. So if im to wait, does that mean my questions need to wait to be answered too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did we manage to hook up again without actually arranging anything.. so wads it mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wads the piece of metal doing on u... so wads it mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come u seem to be so inconsistent? what happened to before all the nonsense in our lives came about? so wads it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like im pushing it and defying what God wants of me.. sometimes i feel like im just being retarded... y bother asking if u wun listen to a no. but the thing is.. i dun even have a yes, no or wait. ok maybe a wait since im not getting any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHAT THE HECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take things as they come.&lt;br /&gt;if shes the one for me she ll be there.&lt;br /&gt;if not i might prolly just give up and decide that im one of those ppl thats not meant for these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fine btw. dun bother looking out for sad weeping emo me coz i dun do that kind of thing. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8385701413280138657?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8385701413280138657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8385701413280138657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8385701413280138657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8385701413280138657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/06/warning-even-more-emo-post-ahead-i-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4911346815886612861</id><published>2007-06-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:10:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EMO DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been working real hard n looking forward to your break after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the exams ended n i had a wide grin on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i came out of the exam hall, wondered what i was gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up spending the day doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at the sac n found out hwo much of a ripoff the unagi set is.&lt;br /&gt;hanged arnd n talked for a while..&lt;br /&gt;went to the court to look arnd, played bball with kun and elden came along later..&lt;br /&gt;ate somemore at splash&lt;br /&gt;spoke to a sec 4 guy whose name i forgot. =/&lt;br /&gt;took a long boring train ride where i resorted to playing poo rain on my phone( set a new hi score tho)&lt;br /&gt;got home n went out straight away to play ball&lt;br /&gt;played DAMN hard&lt;br /&gt;cramped both my calves when i played a 24 yr old guy&lt;br /&gt;went home n when i took off my shoe my calf cramped and i like died at the doorstep of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of my sad story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;im fine now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thought of going back to sch for npcc tmr is quite pissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following ur mind aint always the way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone ask me out! (just so i can say no and feel good bout it =) )&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4911346815886612861?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4911346815886612861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4911346815886612861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4911346815886612861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4911346815886612861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-day-ever-been-working-real-hard-n.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3044447281463017556</id><published>2007-06-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:51:55.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats 7 more days! come on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God im still okishly well..&lt;br /&gt;got a runny nose coming tho i think its something to do with mugging physics.&lt;br /&gt;The amt of mucus i produce is directly proportionate to the amt of physics i study.&lt;br /&gt;sry i that was a bit sick.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since im still ok... maybe it means im not studying hard enough. GRRRR&lt;br /&gt;ROAR FIERCE LIKE DRAGON! - chris chien&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go for sai kang duty on sat for npcc tho... screws up my studying momentum like how basketball coaches keep calling for timeouts to screw up the opponent's scoring momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like my mugging life is plagued by npcc.&lt;br /&gt;for 4 years i had npcc parade before my exam paper.&lt;br /&gt;not i gotta do ushering for npcc the weekend before my papers start.&lt;br /&gt;bleaaaaaghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. hope this keeps the blog alive forthe next... 7 days?&lt;br /&gt;prolly wun blog much when the papers r over anyway coz ill be slacking =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3044447281463017556?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3044447281463017556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3044447281463017556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3044447281463017556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3044447281463017556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/06/arghhhhh-friday-saturday-sunday-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4828186568981044478</id><published>2007-06-10T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:12:55.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i din blog for quite a few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tonight i conquered the wireless connection on this com and the stupid printer/scanner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be away from monday till friday so i wun be blogging =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be like the first assembly bible camp that im going to in my life! even tho ive ben going to the same church for the past 16 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems hyped up bout it but im like thinking bout how to cram in time to mug.&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds nerdy but i cant help it can i? exams are less than a fortnight away..&lt;br /&gt;GRRR&lt;br /&gt;i guess ill have to start mugging like crazy when im back from camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means.. no going out for the whole of the last week of the hols. UNLESS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4828186568981044478?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4828186568981044478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4828186568981044478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4828186568981044478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4828186568981044478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/06/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-2954083748314619036</id><published>2007-06-03T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:24:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVx3oYlWI/AAAAAAAAABM/IOynR3N3zSM/s1600-h/SNC10289.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday after church i went to downtown east for the squad gathering which cheryl organised coz her birthday was on monday and her sis' was on sat itself. anyway, i cycled there from home n went to coasta sands downtown east where i spun rnd n rnd and couldnt find em. den i found out that i was supposed to go to coasta sands pasir ris. so raymond came to pick me up and when i got there, only ben fun, cheryl, jianle and raymond had got there. later firdaus got there n at like 12am mingjun,dejin and yuzhen came. den at like 1 in the morning they cycled me home! haha! and thanks to npcc orienteering skills, they got back to the chalet again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i slept at like 2.30 and woke at 7.30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and slept right thru singspiration in church.. i feel quite bad bout it ok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but i guess i dozed enuf to stay awake for the message and after that i slept thru the camp briefing.. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are a few random pics from the trip&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071851165916370226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVw3oYlTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QeqA_jZgnH0/s320/SNC10213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                            valentino n me in the bus&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071851170211337538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVxHoYlUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UCa50OKdvHw/s320/SNC10228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                 The girls of the class with theo n ivan&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071851178801272146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVxnoYlVI/AAAAAAAAABE/kNmfcpulT1U/s320/SNC10199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                             Yunzi taking a shot of me taking a shot of her&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071851183096239458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVx3oYlWI/AAAAAAAAABM/IOynR3N3zSM/s320/SNC10289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                        Going home from the airport! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-2954083748314619036?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2954083748314619036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=2954083748314619036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2954083748314619036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/2954083748314619036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-after-church-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/RmLVw3oYlTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QeqA_jZgnH0/s72-c/SNC10213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1444568495909777396</id><published>2007-05-31T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:41:34.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;im back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was practically gonna jump off the plane when it landed!&lt;br /&gt;we were like shit retarded coz we were watching the chn on the plane which showed the view from the cockpit or something and when we were landing we were like WHOOOO and waited for the bump of the land.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan is a basetball crazy country!&lt;br /&gt;they got these basketball arcade games like.. EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;im serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070746242629801202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/Rl7o13oYlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8tEL3-alNtg/s320/SNC10229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                           no the pic isnt photoshopped to add in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;the 4days in Chubean village felt like hell at first but the kids there were really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070746341414049058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/Rl7o7noYlSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vhHP1ur5mSk/s320/SNC10257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                         tek n me with dongliang n theo in the background&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;heres the conclusion of a villager tek n me were talking to at 12 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;"wo yi hou yao qu yi ge xin jia po nan ren"&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to kenny ho the handsome boy! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070746276989539586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/Rl7o33oYlQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uablU4axiGc/s320/SNC10267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                 At royal castle hotel&lt;br /&gt;i din really buy much actually.. expected to get more&lt;br /&gt;even getting comments on a pair of jeans was hard.. =/&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up listening to myself and getting a standard pair with those bleach lines near the top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan was a heck lot of fun =)&lt;br /&gt;but life goes on&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070746302759343378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mlmK7EGgt-E/Rl7o5XoYlRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TFobpmdfinI/s320/SNC10269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                        Ah Zong mee sua which is super famous in taiwan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1444568495909777396?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1444568495909777396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1444568495909777396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1444568495909777396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1444568495909777396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-im-back-was-practically-gonna-jump.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_mlmK7EGgt-E/Rl7o13oYlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8tEL3-alNtg/s72-c/SNC10229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6447818021135426192</id><published>2007-05-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:46:22.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOK focus day was HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had stomach flu and was feeling crappy the  whole day but i still lasted thru the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disobedience breeds discontent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suck it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i dun think ill be blogging tmr&lt;br /&gt;so ill be gone from the 24th till 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.. im a geek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6447818021135426192?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6447818021135426192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6447818021135426192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6447818021135426192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6447818021135426192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/tok-focus-day-was-hell-i-had-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-4648333390394598550</id><published>2007-05-20T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:35:46.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want an airplane model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got 3 more days before i fly and monday is gone coz ive got sch the whole day, tues is taken, wed is unknown. dunno wad i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a decent lunch with church people for once in forever..&lt;br /&gt;its actually a real nice feeling to just sit down n talk without having to rush off to finish some homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle David gave me an acronym to do quiet time with&lt;br /&gt;P romise&lt;br /&gt;A doration&lt;br /&gt;C ommand&lt;br /&gt;E xample&lt;br /&gt;R eminder/revelation&lt;br /&gt;S in to forsake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise refers to stuff that God promises to us like eternal life, a comforter, etc&lt;br /&gt;Adoration refers to stuff that we can praise God for&lt;br /&gt;Command refers to stuff that we need to do&lt;br /&gt;Example (self explanatory)&lt;br /&gt;Reminder anything u know already but is mentioned again&lt;br /&gt;Sin to forsake. Something maybe not be wrong in itself but will it lead u to yield to tempation more easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it.&lt;br /&gt;dunno if ill blog tmr but ill try to blog the next few days before i leave for taiwan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-4648333390394598550?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4648333390394598550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=4648333390394598550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4648333390394598550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/4648333390394598550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-airplane-model-ive-got-3-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6991009736953138810</id><published>2007-05-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:07:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i smsed ben seah ytd n told him to talk to me bout npcc today and when i met him he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wah i woke up this morning saw 4 smses i tot npcc gonna close down"&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school was so so.. screwed up chem test with 17/30.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;got 12/25 for my lit assignment. ok that one i dun really regret coz i din put effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch, i went to pasir ris park with shao xiong to collect seawater for grp 4 project (some science project).&lt;br /&gt;Thank God shao xiong was there to keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;id prolly have died if i was alone.&lt;br /&gt;tot of calling jade but... hmmm.. y din i?&lt;br /&gt;so i got like 1litre of seawater! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;sky was threatening to rain the whole time but thank God again that it din =)&lt;br /&gt;met salinah bee at white sands.. lol! looked like she was dying.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE SHLD REST MORE!&lt;br /&gt;STRESS LESS AND GET MORE REST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt always only one chance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6991009736953138810?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6991009736953138810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6991009736953138810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6991009736953138810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6991009736953138810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-smsed-ben-seah-ytd-n-told-him-to-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-6989179442805419989</id><published>2007-05-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:32:22.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided that i would go play bball with nsks today.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the nearest court to my house which is about 500m away? maybe 700m?&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when i got there,&lt;br /&gt;it was being used by some ppl doing taiji.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldnt play.&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;being so determined to play,&lt;br /&gt;i went to the CC which is another 500-700m away where there was some other nonsense going on in the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;i tot.&lt;br /&gt;shld i go to the other court? ( another 400-500m away)&lt;br /&gt;nahh... gonna be too full anyway&lt;br /&gt;so i went home to watch deal or no deal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive become a wuss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-6989179442805419989?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6989179442805419989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=6989179442805419989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6989179442805419989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/6989179442805419989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-decided-that-i-would-go-play-bball.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-887277038634096265</id><published>2007-05-13T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:45:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im quite failure.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to get my mom a card, din happen.&lt;br /&gt;planned to make one, din happen again.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we(dad,sis n me) brought my mom to this coffee shop which had satay that both my parents have been wanting to try..&lt;br /&gt;the food was ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mother's day is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i havent done much.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i shld just do more for my mom throughout the year. afterall, isnt that what all moms would rather have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often take things that happen to them bit by bit over long periods for granted.&lt;br /&gt;like lets say love thats expressed.&lt;br /&gt;but we go WOW at large explicit expressions den heck after that.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt just apply for moms.&lt;br /&gt;it goes for dads, friends, girlfriends, anything, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;We shld take more time to appreciate the subtle things and not just the obvious. =)&lt;br /&gt;easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;who has time to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day : All the small things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-887277038634096265?l=notice-myself.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-11131719.post-5022864484985890628</id><published>2007-05-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:21:18.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kenny got me thinking bout what to get for my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok firstly why my mom owns urs.&lt;br /&gt;the other day, i mentioned to her casually that if she could make nice potato salad, den ill love her forever.&lt;br /&gt;next day she made a damn good dinner WITH the salad! ok. not exactly the kind i was expecting but its the THOUGHT that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the mother's day gifts&lt;br /&gt;Just getting a cake would leave me quite broke and it feels quite thoughtless&lt;br /&gt;Buying a gift would need time. and well.. i dun really have much left.&lt;br /&gt;Writing a card would actually be something i havent done but my handwriting sucks real bad so i guess its out of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking... buy the card, draft the stuff i wanna write, rewrite on the card and just try not to screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;Writing on cards pisses lefthanders off... coz the ink smudges and the card gets screwed and well.. its just a mess. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;watched spiderman 3 today and it was quite worth it since im a guy..?&lt;br /&gt;the black spidey suit isnt as nice as i thought itd be! o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train Hard or Go Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5022864484985890628?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5022864484985890628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think im getting slack so im gonna start running again =)&lt;br /&gt;dunno how much to run tho.. like 100km/ week? haha!&lt;br /&gt;ok.. maybe.. 15 or so lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up chem test today =(&lt;br /&gt;dunno what i was doing lah...&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did quite decently for econs test tho..&lt;br /&gt;but econs is scary coz when u get conceptual errors ure screwed. den u die a horrible death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to run more&lt;br /&gt;i need to play more basketball&lt;br /&gt;i need to mug more&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep more&lt;br /&gt;i need 102202384348234823483824hours a day&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats too long. den i the world would have to be even more enormous than it already is and the sun wouldnt be able to reach the other side of the earth and everyone would freeze to death at night.&lt;br /&gt;so ill just stick to 24hours a day since God made it that way so we can all stay alive in the land of IB =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1561121210799736751?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1561121210799736751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1561121210799736751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1561121210799736751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1561121210799736751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-im-getting-slack-so-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3160079559752352581</id><published>2007-05-05T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:54:09.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 7 but went back to sleep and woke at 8,&lt;br /&gt;watched kids central for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;haha! somehow i quite liked the kiddy show that was aired think it was called lazy town or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;left home at 9.30, got to tampines station&lt;br /&gt;met song&lt;br /&gt;took the train all the way to BOON LAY&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;FLAG DAY&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was to raise funds for the special olympics which is meant for mentally challenged ppl&lt;br /&gt;had to approach ppl tho i had a sorethroat but i had a whole pack of sperm killing fisherman's friend mints/lozenges/spermicide =)&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;mints kill sperms! or so ive been told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;song got lots of donation from just standing there but i went to approach ppl coz i realised no one came over to me when i shut up..&lt;br /&gt;met melodie at bout 2 plus and she donated a grand total of... i dunno.. haha! forgot&lt;br /&gt;she asked: shld i donate $5 or $50?&lt;br /&gt;den she ended up giving coins. -.-&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we (clement juls song me) returned our cans at bout 4? but only took the train at 5.&lt;br /&gt;*censored content*&lt;br /&gt;got my hair cut but it looks the same. dunno y&lt;br /&gt;at first the lady asked if it was ok and i was like thinking&lt;br /&gt;eh? cut finish already?&lt;br /&gt;den touching my hair the words just popped out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;"trim the fringe a bit"&lt;br /&gt;thinking it might be stupid,&lt;br /&gt;"just a bit"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but she did just snip a bit and yea.&lt;br /&gt;im quite satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna donate to the special olympics? tell me coz i got some donation paper thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited and things faded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3160079559752352581?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3160079559752352581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3160079559752352581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;so i left sch at 2.50, got to clementi sports hall and heard the familiar sound of bouncing basketballs, squeaking rubber and angry whistles.&lt;br /&gt;when i got in, well, i din see any of the acs i players.&lt;br /&gt;know why?&lt;br /&gt;coz they were playing at the Singapore Basketball Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i read giddy's sms wrongly&lt;br /&gt;it said : 320 at sbc&lt;br /&gt;my mind thought: 320 at Sports Hall Clementi&lt;br /&gt;somehow the b got changed to a h in my mind and i ended up missing the match.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. we lost.&lt;br /&gt;36-46 or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling the failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball lost.&lt;br /&gt;npcc day is on monday and i dun wanna think bout whats gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;math n chem tests on monday.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good platonic relationship r rare but they exist?&lt;br /&gt;i think its real hard if like the girl doesnt like the guy but the guy likes the girl and theyre like "close friends"&lt;br /&gt;confusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun stun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1911338554318665295?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1911338554318665295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1911338554318665295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1911338554318665295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1911338554318665295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-my-plan-was-go-for-npcc-from-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-8028293126601795014</id><published>2007-05-02T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:06:56.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACS I VS SRJC&lt;br /&gt;45-41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. we din trash or anything...&lt;br /&gt;but we met our own target at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ll get ourselves there and beat PIONEER JC!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho im not even playing.. but its still really great to see em win.&lt;br /&gt;acs i bball is BONDING!&lt;br /&gt;we ve got polar bonding!&lt;br /&gt;and for now its like between Carbon and oxygen kind...&lt;br /&gt;small diff in electronegativity.&lt;br /&gt;dunno if im saying the right stuff..&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shld i watch the match on fri or go for npcc? HMMM&lt;br /&gt;moral ethical decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things just seem so unclear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-8028293126601795014?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8028293126601795014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=8028293126601795014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8028293126601795014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/8028293126601795014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/05/acs-i-vs-srjc-45-41-ok-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3419665151845920665</id><published>2007-04-29T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:11:12.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me?&lt;br /&gt;All things are gonna happen naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;And balancing the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but at often times those words they get tangled up in lines.&lt;br /&gt;And the bright light turns to night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, until the dawn it brings&lt;br /&gt;Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;Others only read of the love&lt;br /&gt;Of the love that I loved.&lt;br /&gt;See I'm all about them words&lt;br /&gt;Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words.&lt;br /&gt;More words than I, had ever heard and I, feel so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of (of, of)&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, love, love,&lt;br /&gt;you and I, you and I&lt;br /&gt;Not so little you and I anymore&lt;br /&gt;And with this silence brings a moral story&lt;br /&gt;More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of (of, of)&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I'm almost finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally out ofFinally deedeedeedeedeedee&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm almost finally, finally&lt;br /&gt; Well I'm free, oh, I'm free&lt;br /&gt;And it's okay if you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just remember the telephones&lt;br /&gt;well, they work in both ways&lt;br /&gt;But if I never ever hear them ring&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else I'll think the bells inside&lt;br /&gt;Have finally found you someone else and that's okay&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll remember everything you sang&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved What you and I spoke of (of, of)And others just read of and if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I'm almost finally out of I'm finally out of&lt;br /&gt;Finally deedeedeedeedeede Well i'm almost finally finallywell out of words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure exactly what this song is about but i just like it..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im off to TRY to mug physics so that i wun stun so badly tmr during the test..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3419665151845920665?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3419665151845920665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3419665151845920665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3419665151845920665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3419665151845920665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-it-you-who-spoke-words-that-things.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-1024540852749565907</id><published>2007-04-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:46:13.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was the first sunday in a REALLY long time that i got home before 6 but i just wasted it away by sleeping. dumb eh? and when i woke up, my eyes hurt like i hadnt slept in years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i ve got lots of work to do coz ive been slacking off the whole weekend..&lt;br /&gt;and ive been pigging out quite a bit =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting FAT!&lt;br /&gt;how? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya..&lt;br /&gt;acs i vs tpjc&lt;br /&gt;26-42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next match is srjc i think.. on wednesday! =)&lt;br /&gt;to own or get owned?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-1024540852749565907?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1024540852749565907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=1024540852749565907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1024540852749565907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/1024540852749565907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-was-first-sunday-in-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3185011830247695219</id><published>2007-04-20T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:13:51.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... Acs I vs VJC&lt;br /&gt;30 something -60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double the score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be coz they never read my poem then not powerful enuf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given the waterboy job and i had to collect water from the office.&lt;br /&gt;so mr chia brought royce n me to a room where we collected a carton of bottled water&lt;br /&gt;when we opened the carton, we found bottles of water with the ACS crest printed on it. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;imagine this&lt;br /&gt;ure on the court losing.&lt;br /&gt;ur coach calls for a timeout.&lt;br /&gt;u come out and take a sip of the water.&lt;br /&gt;remembering the thought n effort put into that bottle of water, u feel the annihelation surge thru u&lt;br /&gt;den u get urself there n OWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;wun happen as proven by today's match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend is burnt!&lt;br /&gt;sat is spent on npcc day from which i wun return home till 11?&lt;br /&gt;sun is spent on the performance from which i wun return home till 9 or 10?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3185011830247695219?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3185011830247695219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3185011830247695219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3185011830247695219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3185011830247695219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-7247796309173203554</id><published>2007-04-17T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:34:06.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first match for bball is on FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;and tho im not playing... i still hope they do real well and anniHElate haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get urself there and go for basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O and acX is running nationals tmr! theyre gonna pond everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enuf retarded jokes that no one gets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the ben's an jerrys at raffles city/place shopping centre with shao xiong clement juls jim amanda bobbie jason tessa yeang alvin and bryan! in case u din know they were giving out free ice cream today! went there and koped 2 cones! haha... bryan ate 3 tho.. kiasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shao xiong and i went off early coz we live far far away and coz we re anti social! hahaha... ok not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's another poem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run! Pass! Shoot!&lt;br /&gt;and a layup to boot!&lt;br /&gt;Hearts pounding, no one rooting.&lt;br /&gt;A shove here, a charge there,&lt;br /&gt;itll never end till the last quarter blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, every second,&lt;br /&gt;we fight for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Every point counts, everyone counts,&lt;br /&gt;All we hope for is the glory,&lt;br /&gt;the glory that rightfully belongs above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itll never end till the last quarter blow.&lt;br /&gt;RUN! PASS! SHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! anyhow whack out a poem.. giddy dun hum ji =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-7247796309173203554?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7247796309173203554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=7247796309173203554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7247796309173203554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/7247796309173203554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-match-for-bball-is-on-friday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5533674412907596957</id><published>2007-04-10T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:44:30.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres a poem i crafted in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clorets&lt;br /&gt;The pale green pill that makes me glad,&lt;br /&gt;without it ill just be sad.&lt;br /&gt;It costs you just a dollar to get,&lt;br /&gt;but a lifetime of joy ull beget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got high on clorets on monday.. no idea how but yea.. and i dun really like the taste anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my plan for today by sleeping 2 hours in the evening instead of 20 mins... ARGH&lt;br /&gt;and now im gonna sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheres my gf with hot legs? =(&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5533674412907596957?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5533674412907596957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5533674412907596957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5533674412907596957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5533674412907596957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-poem-i-crafted-in-class-clorets.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-447591344359877352</id><published>2007-04-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:04:07.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fredelicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fredelicious.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats wilfred's cake business thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if u want expensive cakes that look cheap, look for him! haha!&lt;br /&gt;jkjk&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. cheap cakes that look n taste expensive! =) dun ask me what it tastes like ill just say nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-447591344359877352?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/447591344359877352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=447591344359877352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/447591344359877352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/447591344359877352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/04/httpfredelicious.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3234358123402967113</id><published>2007-03-31T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:18:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Notes and Random Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ure in jc now, its ok to get a gf"&lt;br /&gt;thats what someone told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does being in jc make it the time to get attached?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of parents restrict their kids from getting attached till a certain age. maybe like.. jc? i dunno.. maybe later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mine r unique! theyll ask stuff like "boy ah? got gf already not? bring home lemme see lei"&lt;br /&gt;den if they think i got a gf den theyll say "now is the time to study! we spend so much money on ur school fees so must work hard!" and im not saying the second one is wrong, nor am i saying the first is right. and i dunno why i just talked about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i want a girlfriend that&lt;br /&gt;has hot legs! haha!&lt;br /&gt;is just a bit shorter than me?&lt;br /&gt;isnt shy? ok. no i dun want some crazy girl&lt;br /&gt;God allows me to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow ppl always mention God last. its like in school when they have prize presentations, theyll always thank Dr Ong, Lenie Cho, thank their teachers in charge, thank the sky, thank the earth, den theyll say "Last but not least, Thank God, for without Him none of this would have been  possible" den they get off the stage. but actually, if they thanked God first, the "impact" wouldnt be as great as ending off with thanking God. something like a lasting impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i missed church today to do my chinese project on snacks and try to catch up with my work but i think i din really make full use of the time. and here i am making even less use of the time typing away on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i putting God last? =/&lt;br /&gt;Whats it mean to Live for God?&lt;br /&gt;u might get the concept but can u do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is kinda random huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3234358123402967113?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3234358123402967113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3234358123402967113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3234358123402967113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3234358123402967113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/03/notes-and-random-thoughts-ure-in-jc-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-5266125548084890940</id><published>2007-03-24T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:36:09.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played touch rug in church just now and it was heck fun even tho it was just for like 20mins?&lt;br /&gt;WHOAH!&lt;br /&gt;freaky. the door just slammed damn loudly. like some gunshot. 0.0 was really gonna jump out of my seat lah..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im so deprived of computer games that all i play is RA2 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O i solved the mystery of my anonymous girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere earlier in the week lydia asked if i had a gf and said someone told her.&lt;br /&gt;den on thurs danna asked if i had a gf and said she was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den just now in church, tim asked if i have a gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently his team captain said a ben chia in acs i has a gf.&lt;br /&gt;im guessing he was talking bout the year 6 guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so case solved.&lt;br /&gt;i dun have a gf! yet =))&lt;br /&gt;no im not gay. i actually want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Live ur life properly"&lt;br /&gt;Constance Chong &amp;amp; Timothy Lim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-5266125548084890940?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5266125548084890940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=5266125548084890940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5266125548084890940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/5266125548084890940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/03/played-touch-rug-in-church-just-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11131719.post-3485512796805715908</id><published>2007-03-17T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:27:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe.. realised i havent updated the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my melanie was on asking me if i was free today and i said yes.&lt;br /&gt;den my dad called and forced me to follow my mom out.&lt;br /&gt;so my sat was gone.&lt;br /&gt;so i called mel back n told her i couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;den my dad called again half an hour later and said my sis was gonna follow my mom.&lt;br /&gt;so i was free again!&lt;br /&gt;so i called mel and she told me to ask min.&lt;br /&gt;so i did.&lt;br /&gt;so min n i confirmed everything on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;den came sat morning. (i know im using lots of sos and dens)&lt;br /&gt;when i left my house i smsed mel and asked if she left already.. and well.. she just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly she tot we werent going out coz i din confirm everything with her =/&lt;br /&gt;SO min n i went to pl together n had lunch ate the cheap stuff there.. haha! AND kelvin gave us free ice creams! the reduced the portion of the ice creams and lowered the price to 1.60 ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we left pl and flew down to mel's house to catch her before she left for the airport to pick her grandma she said we would only reach at like 1.30 but we arrived at 1.10! haha!&lt;br /&gt;so we gave her her long overdue bday present and hanged arnd her house for a while den left soon after for different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEN i had to chair singing in church with renan when i got there they told me the session got shortened from 45 to 30 mins&lt;br /&gt;actually thats kinda good news..&lt;br /&gt;haha! din stay for games after that so that i could get home earlier but now im just gonna go sleep early and wake tmr to finish up my work! i hope.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11131719-3485512796805715908?l=notice-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3485512796805715908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11131719&amp;postID=3485512796805715908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3485512796805715908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11131719/posts/default/3485512796805715908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notice-myself.blogspot.com/2007/03/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09224991395873605297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
