<?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-1919055702609165289</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:02:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have gone to find myself. If I should return, please implore me to stay.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4091989875742512444</id><published>2010-05-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T16:45:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And for the first time in four fucking months, I actually feel happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4091989875742512444?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4091989875742512444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4091989875742512444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2010_05_02_archive.html#4091989875742512444' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4570726455292173992</id><published>2010-01-20T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:59:49.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized, that all the while I've been merely distracting myself from the 'inevitable', yet the 'inevitable' might not have been inevitable if i had not distracted myself from 'itself'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much regretful I am. Leave something for something else, only to discover that you don't want that something else, which in this case, is/was a distraction, and bracing yourself for the inevitable when the 'inevitable' was not so... yes, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4570726455292173992?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4570726455292173992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4570726455292173992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2010_01_17_archive.html#4570726455292173992' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8217810635613760907</id><published>2009-09-15T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:01:45.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You were everything that's bad for me&lt;br /&gt;Make no apology&lt;br /&gt;I'm crushed black and blue&lt;br /&gt;But you know I'd do it all again for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8217810635613760907?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8217810635613760907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8217810635613760907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_09_13_archive.html#8217810635613760907' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1366311759736150317</id><published>2009-09-04T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:31:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of cakes and candles,&lt;br /&gt;And birthday songs,&lt;br /&gt;Cake on our faces,&lt;br /&gt;Faces of the dear ones,&lt;br /&gt;Who truly make my life up,&lt;br /&gt;What a birthday indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of disks and saucers,&lt;br /&gt;And flicks and swipes,&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps the blue moon layout,&lt;br /&gt;What a fine group of friends,&lt;br /&gt;What a gift from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cybercafes and ten-dollar notes,&lt;br /&gt;With all that pointless shouting,&lt;br /&gt;Fill up some sunday evenings,&lt;br /&gt;And keep them refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;'To The Throne!', you say,&lt;br /&gt;And the game goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the brotherly love,&lt;br /&gt;Comes perhaps another,&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning, &lt;br /&gt;A hopeful one,&lt;br /&gt;The first already so fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;It shall last long,&lt;br /&gt;It must last long,&lt;br /&gt;Until the sun goes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of empty theatres and sheepish grins,&lt;br /&gt;And the occasional laugh,&lt;br /&gt;And then the walk home,&lt;br /&gt;Which was like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of adrenaline rushes,&lt;br /&gt;And the aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;It was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late nights at home,&lt;br /&gt;Won't I dream of you this slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And awaken to a bright new morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1366311759736150317?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1366311759736150317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1366311759736150317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_08_30_archive.html#1366311759736150317' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-650437446217453339</id><published>2009-08-31T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:02:54.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You treat me just like,&lt;br /&gt;Another stranger,&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir,&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I'd best be on my way out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-650437446217453339?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/650437446217453339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/650437446217453339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_08_30_archive.html#650437446217453339' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6109941788214840149</id><published>2009-08-20T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:44:59.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like the weather now. Moderate rain, with the sound of water splashing as cars drive by, a consistent splitting sound to fill in the emptyness of the evening. Sun still there, hidden behind clouds, like a child hides behind his mother. Accompanied by oh-so-soothing music whispering into your eardrums. Makes me feel so small. Like life has so much more in store than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started reading again after today. Picked up a book from the library, only to borrow it when the bell rang. Childhood pasttime, and feels like its going to be brought out from the graves. Takes you out of the real world for a moment, and when your back, you can't help but wonder whether life is really going to remain the same, or if it can be altered in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with music. It just reaches to your soul. The emotions stirring up within you when you hear a song for the first time and it catches you. Then you play it a few more times and your hooked. And you don't really care about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's funny. The rain has subsided into a mere drizzle. The splashing sound has dimmed, and the sky's lighting up again for awhile. And I've lost my motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems I have to start living life to its fullest, and stop delaying, or being afraid, or being pressured, or let anyone else control me by any way. Have to start living a life on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not care what anyone else thinks of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6109941788214840149?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6109941788214840149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6109941788214840149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_08_16_archive.html#6109941788214840149' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1977895631138173058</id><published>2009-07-26T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:15:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger has finally allowed me to post, but the bar to upload pictures and stuff is missing. Blog looks so dead without pictures. Or is it me or just this laptop? Anyway this week has been eventful, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Prison Break Finale&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1st REAL Frisbee Match&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Von and Brenna!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hillsongs! IT WAS AWESOME(!^999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Scofield died. I thought it was his nose-bleed thing, but turned out he sacrificed himself for sara. How touching. A great ending, if he hadn't died it would have been too much of a fairy tale (like harper's island, tsk). Show was longwinded, but the ending few episodes was really O:-ing. Next time when im rich im gonna buy prison break and watch it all over again. I liked the last line of the whole show; We are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee might seem like a sport to play with dogs but its really very tiring. Go on to youtube and search 'ultimate frisbee' and you'll see. On wednesday our little team went to play with the Singapore Frisbee team, and we got owned like kids. Wonderful throws. They gave chance man. But dont worry, we'll own them in a few years right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von came back last friday, and went off on the same day. Good to see him after so long, oh and hes grown so much bigger now. He still pinches nipples, esp mine. We watched Harry Potter AND IT WAS SO FREAKING BORING! DO NOT watch it. Its 2 hours of talking, and Hermoine isn't worth the ticket money. Brenna too, and im convinced shes grown shorter. Watched The Haunting In Connecticut. Its more of gory and freaky than scary, with all the bodies at the end. Vile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILLSONGS WAS SO DAMN GREAT DONT YOU AGREE GUYZXZXZ. (HAHA LEMUEL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy GAVE UP HIS TICKET. LIKE WHO THE HELL GIVES UP A HILLSONG UNITED TICKET! They only come once a year, and when they do its usually so spectaculour and life-changing. Seriously, sigh. But yesterday night was one of a kind. Felt abit dead at the starting, but as the slow songs came and the sermon, felt so much better. Like peace and joy better! And then the fast songs came in again and we all went crazy =D Awesome. My feet has blisters from jumping. Try to list the songs played;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom Is Here&lt;br /&gt;Break Free&lt;br /&gt;No Reason To Hide&lt;br /&gt;Mighty To Save&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Tear Down The Walls&lt;br /&gt;Shout unto God&lt;br /&gt;[BREAK]&lt;br /&gt;You Hold Me Now&lt;br /&gt;Desert Song&lt;br /&gt;With Everything&lt;br /&gt;The Stand&lt;br /&gt;Yours Forever&lt;br /&gt;Take It All&lt;br /&gt;Your Name High&lt;br /&gt;One Way&lt;br /&gt;Solution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately missed out some. See what you missed Lemuel? Atmosphere was so awesomemicficallyspectacular. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Final Destination (FD4) is coming out soon and its in 3D. Will require the assistance of the older guys to sneak me in again. Oh and i just watched SG play Liverpool in soccer. 5-0 GUESS WHO WON. I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want my bagpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God be the Solution!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1977895631138173058?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1977895631138173058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1977895631138173058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_07_26_archive.html#1977895631138173058' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-410825456919382711</id><published>2009-07-12T21:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:58:03.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Slnoywpe3AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8nxVeYvb2U/s1600-h/ultimate_frisbee_2_by_roymata9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Slnoywpe3AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8nxVeYvb2U/s320/ultimate_frisbee_2_by_roymata9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357569190483909634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee's such a nice sport. Was supposed to play yesterday, but my body would not permit me and threw a tantrum, resulting in a rise of temperature. Simply speaking, a fever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We're planning to organise a frisbee team!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was EL's 42 anniversary lunch. All in all it was okay, but the gaps in between the serving of each course was horrible. One moment your craving for that roast chicken, but the ingenious waiters serve it about 14323879 hours later, when you have already lost your appetite. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Vivo and Marche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparklette.net/archives/587/marche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://sparklette.net/archives/587/marche.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to describe this restaurant. The food there is fabulous. And it doesn't charge GST, meaning an average meal beats fish&amp;co flat. Legendary ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then what do you know, its school again. God, i hate this cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-410825456919382711?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/410825456919382711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/410825456919382711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_07_12_archive.html#410825456919382711' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Slnoywpe3AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h8nxVeYvb2U/s72-c/ultimate_frisbee_2_by_roymata9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1814751817451856312</id><published>2009-07-11T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:53:27.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See the quiz was rather simple, wasn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1814751817451856312?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1814751817451856312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1814751817451856312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_07_05_archive.html#1814751817451856312' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-780152569849979871</id><published>2009-06-27T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:19:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congragulations! You are the first person to arrive and, and have won one million dollars! OR you could step out of your dream and claim your lunch. It wasn't so hard wasn't it. Just a lil bit of thinking, and a lil trial and error, and here you were. Like i said, the sentence makes sense, i didn't say the blog url did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. I shall create another one soon. I like this, didn't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-780152569849979871?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/780152569849979871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/780152569849979871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_06_21_archive.html#780152569849979871' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3017615429717161976</id><published>2009-06-24T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:17:01.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 Namecards typed into Excel.&lt;br /&gt;400 Companies called by ME.&lt;br /&gt;200 of them were not in the catagory.&lt;br /&gt;200 left.&lt;br /&gt;100 company websites visited for Email.&lt;br /&gt;New list created.&lt;br /&gt;200 Companies this time.&lt;br /&gt;200 websites visited.&lt;br /&gt;200 Emails sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah i deserve that money. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of work, and it all felt so fast. I liked my work. Sitting in an office all day long, and when all is done, out comes facebook. I mean-nothing. I love the job. Hopefully year end i'll get hired again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break's so interesting these days. I know its just breaking in/out of stuff the whole time, but its the WAY they do the stuff and WHY they do it. Heh. 2 episodes ago Brad Bellick died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_30PRmkOl4ro/Sc9gPNPcIHI/AAAAAAAAMXM/kJ9rUotElzA/s400/brad+bellick+hairstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_30PRmkOl4ro/Sc9gPNPcIHI/AAAAAAAAMXM/kJ9rUotElzA/s400/brad+bellick+hairstyle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed himself for the sake of mankind. Or rather, 0.0001% of mankind. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School hols not extending anymore, sad thing. Was hoping for an extra week of break. €artly cos i haven't completed half my homework. Must pray i have motivation to do most of it tonight. But wait theres prison break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Don't you love TV. TV with milk. Protein/Calcium ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chestpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear MOE, please grant my request,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3017615429717161976?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3017615429717161976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3017615429717161976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_06_21_archive.html#3017615429717161976' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_30PRmkOl4ro/Sc9gPNPcIHI/AAAAAAAAMXM/kJ9rUotElzA/s72-c/brad+bellick+hairstyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2206810388946271134</id><published>2009-06-12T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:25:21.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SjJSR6tAOwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hSNEy0d9Q80/s1600-h/wyattseason4fk8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SjJSR6tAOwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hSNEy0d9Q80/s320/wyattseason4fk8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346426175411469058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison break's such a thriller. I like this guy. The way he carries himself and the way he appears in front (or behind) people is damn cool. A man of little words, and he really does what he's supposed to do efficiently. Which reminds me that i still have some homework to do. Some, being all those that i haven't touched. Practically everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.tvguide.com/MediaBin/Galleries/Shows/M_R/Pq_Pz/PrisonBreak/season4/prison-break225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://static.tvguide.com/MediaBin/Galleries/Shows/M_R/Pq_Pz/PrisonBreak/season4/prison-break225.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torture method. I didn't think that smelling stuff can make you feel so bad. Cool, huh. Poor Gretchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know how adults feel when its a friday and they have the weekend ahead oh them. Oh but i'm not stressed. I like my work! Its a nice little showroom with an office behind of only 3 people. Reason being not many customers walk in. Reason being the audio products we sell are so high end that the best ones cos 176,000 a pair. Speakers. I'll get pictures soon. Nice workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gss' a good excuse to go shopping. Haven't updated my wardrobe in a few thousand months and its time to refresh it. I wanna get pink and violet shirts. HAH. No more black-and-white stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$ Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2206810388946271134?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2206810388946271134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2206810388946271134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_06_07_archive.html#2206810388946271134' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SjJSR6tAOwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hSNEy0d9Q80/s72-c/wyattseason4fk8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3281322435749277472</id><published>2009-06-04T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:46:12.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today shall be another milestone in my life. I (and 'lisa and lem) shall be working! Or at least, attempting to. Attempting to persuade customers to suscribe for the oh-so-wonderful STARHUB. An example would be one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mobile-sg.com/news/maxonline_may08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 505px; height: 552px;" src="http://mobile-sg.com/news/maxonline_may08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Its gonna be difficult, but we're gonna give it our best! And hopefully get rewarded. We went for 'training' yesterday, which gave us 1byte of information on how to advertise, and we are not in the least ready, but what the heck right. We must believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillsong's new album came out, and my playist contains 4 of the very very nice songs they have. Which reminds me that they are coming to singapore on the 25th of July to have a concert. Can't wait. Best band ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we might be like them someday. You never know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Singapore Sale. Must hope we get paid before it ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3281322435749277472?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3281322435749277472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3281322435749277472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_31_archive.html#3281322435749277472' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-7566536312326033548</id><published>2009-05-28T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:15:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/2006/posters/night_at_the_museum_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 513px; height: 755px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2006/posters/night_at_the_museum_ver2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring show. Had a few laughs here and there, and the storyline was average. The only part i found meaningful was when that gigantic abraham lincoln said: &lt;em&gt;a house divided cannot stand.&lt;/em&gt; Other than that, a waste of time. But thats my opinion, some others found it hilarious for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day of school tomorrow, but i dont feel that excited. Maybe its because i'm in my holiday mood already. The combined results were okay, just that the school used only 30% of the SA exam paper which is ridiculous. Oh my conduct was very good and teacher made nice comments ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A for SS+Hist and Emath.&lt;br /&gt;B for Amath and English.&lt;br /&gt;C for Lit and Science.&lt;br /&gt;I passed BASIC CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the word 'basic' sort of degrades it, but its the first time i passed chinese in like 4 years. Celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have developed cravings for Hello Panda. You know, the chocolates one that you used to eat as a child, yeah. Its a dollar for 2 packets! I started eating them the other day, and realised how nice they were. Oneday im gonna go to NTUC and get the big big packet with like 10 or 20 smaller ones in it. So worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Burger King is nice too. Eat it before i go to gym everytime. It beats Mos, whos burgers are small, doesn't fill you, and is a waste of money. Subway still comes first though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in front of the school tomorrow. God help me. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-7566536312326033548?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7566536312326033548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7566536312326033548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_24_archive.html#7566536312326033548' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-424574895747418027</id><published>2009-05-20T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:25:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Disappointment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 86%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are a fun-loving, energetic, and cheerful person. You love adrenaline rushes, and going out at night. You constantly have to be having a great time to feel completely happy. Your biggest fear is not having anything to do, or having a huge disappointment/let down in your life. You hate being sad, and if something in your life suddenly went wrong it would be extremely hard for you to deal with. Just remember that everyone has to deal with hard times. Stay strong, and pretty soon your fun, party life will get right back the way it used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 26%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 23%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we're alike. Don't worry, things will turn out fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-424574895747418027?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/424574895747418027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/424574895747418027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_17_archive.html#424574895747418027' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5974347199349827996</id><published>2009-05-18T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:43:55.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Picture Removed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry guys, I cant post obsence pictures in my blog):]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when it rains - Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5974347199349827996?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5974347199349827996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5974347199349827996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_17_archive.html#5974347199349827996' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6349133224836352131</id><published>2009-05-15T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:19:38.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cl(b) 62% ( wow I passed )&lt;br /&gt;e maths 88%&lt;br /&gt;a maths 68%&lt;br /&gt;ss hist 76%&lt;br /&gt;comb sci 57%&lt;br /&gt;lit 59%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. these are my results, not very satisfying i guess, I'll aim higher next time for lit.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote like 4 pages and this is what I get? (Sigh)&lt;br /&gt;At least I got like two As. english not marked finished yet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I improved okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;subway sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6349133224836352131?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6349133224836352131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6349133224836352131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_10_archive.html#6349133224836352131' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5360694835173899867</id><published>2009-05-13T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:02:06.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SgrEqFfG7GI/AAAAAAAAAII/WvrPkAg0EmY/s1600-h/Drawing+Panel_0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SgrEqFfG7GI/AAAAAAAAAII/WvrPkAg0EmY/s320/Drawing+Panel_0.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292935879978082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEELING LIKE SPIT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINKING OF SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOKING LIKA DICK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5360694835173899867?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5360694835173899867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5360694835173899867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_10_archive.html#5360694835173899867' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SgrEqFfG7GI/AAAAAAAAAII/WvrPkAg0EmY/s72-c/Drawing+Panel_0.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6045940467634136299</id><published>2009-05-10T20:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:26:32.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Wolverine on Saturday. Good stuff. This guy would own people like edward cullen and james and the jonas sis-brothers. Alright maybe not James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/loganfights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 498px; height: 361px;" src="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/loganfights.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adamantium Surgery was nice. Imagine if you were put in that tank with 10 needles being drilled into you. And he didn't bleed. Amazing. Good thing was he was made into metal. Too bad his brain wasn't changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Striker, the way he died. Loser, seriously. I salute wolv's wife for thinking of such an ingenious way of torture. Just that she should have told him to take off his shoes first.&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;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3173/3330622554_d192c086e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 395px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3173/3330622554_d192c086e6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this guy. His personality reminds me of myself. Cocky and sometimes too overconfident. (Heh, maybe thats why we lost the last 3 dota matches. Right guys? Oh fine we won the last one, with me switched on the other team.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he can play poker (like me =D). Just that if i were him i wouldn't use cards to hit the wolv. Using the cars would be a better idea. Not that it would do anymore damage to him. Stupid adamantium guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of Heroes. Which in turn reminds me that theres a girl in there thats comparable to Hayley.&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;a href="http://iphonetoolbox.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/heroes-claire-bennet-f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://iphonetoolbox.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/heroes-claire-bennet-f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self restortation at like 10000% speed of the normal human rate. Awesome. &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;Exam's over. A lil stress relieve, cos i didn't put in that much effort. Just concentrated on my Amath. Oh wait. Theres CLB Oral on tuesday. Im gonna get full marks for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we watched wolverine at plaza sing, and while i was walking past a shop i saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SgbUxhP-e4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/H3J0zyBWFQQ/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SgbUxhP-e4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/H3J0zyBWFQQ/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184755870989186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mothers day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6045940467634136299?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6045940467634136299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6045940467634136299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_10_archive.html#6045940467634136299' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3173/3330622554_d192c086e6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6430048573895068784</id><published>2009-05-06T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:29:27.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I paid $1000000 for a piece of paper today. Lets see what it says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOUTH OF TRUTH tells you that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often prefer quantity to quality where food is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an excellent capacity for recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unparalleled where precision logic and analysis are concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want people to speak well of you do not speak well of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oppostite sex is emotionally susceptible to your charm and will often help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find it difficult to apply yourself to something constructive and you rapidly lose interest in what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life - 60%&lt;br /&gt;Love - 80%&lt;br /&gt;Luck - 80%&lt;br /&gt;Health - 40% (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Sex 70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, its quite true. And no im not boasitng, thats really what the paper said. I can show you(: I like the food sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im not in the study mood anymore. The exams havent ended, and theres AMath tomorrow, but im just too lazy. Cos i already studied so hard (like 8 hours!) and im not gonna study one bit longer. Hmmpth. Kill me, im so NOT going to go to JC next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its like... ambrosia, you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6430048573895068784?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6430048573895068784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6430048573895068784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_05_03_archive.html#6430048573895068784' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8791762632358477264</id><published>2009-04-26T08:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:21:40.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall use food to demonstrate the meaning of before and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SfOoHrulMmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/VubTtW-alyY/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SfOoHrulMmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/VubTtW-alyY/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328787634060079714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SfOo4HBQFRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Kzr8pePyzo4/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SfOo4HBQFRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Kzr8pePyzo4/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328788466019865874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footlong this time cos i was hungry. Best food in town. With the exception of Marche. Reminds me of youth camp and the hols. Which in turn reminds me that the exams are 4 days away. Which reminds me that the holidays are 25 days away. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8791762632358477264?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8791762632358477264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8791762632358477264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_04_26_archive.html#8791762632358477264' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SfOoHrulMmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/VubTtW-alyY/s72-c/DSC00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8519049467966198939</id><published>2009-04-25T07:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:47:33.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please watch/listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2AHsfytKoE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2AHsfytKoE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know staring at David Archuleta's face for 3 minutes isn't that appealing, but this song is really beautiful. The lyrics, then the singing, then the harmonising in the chorus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, i studied a total of 2.5 hours yesterday. Yes thats amazing. 1 hour in subway and (im damn surprised i did it) 1.5 hours at home. Partly cos the laptop was in use, and i (sort of) wanted to finish my work. Felt so proud of myself after that =D&lt;br /&gt;AMath Ex 1-2.1 okay. Thats like 40 questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't mention that 1 hour of study was in subway (with Gaggy and Zy). Im also very surprised i didn't eat. Damn. Subway melt. Was so tempting yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(jumps)Enjoy your food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA you blushed. Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8519049467966198939?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8519049467966198939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8519049467966198939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_04_19_archive.html#8519049467966198939' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-81721256000079766</id><published>2009-04-22T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:07:58.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability is limited by only your mind. Break that barrier, and believe. You'll be surprised at what that little believing can do. Dreams are there for a reason, aren't they. If you take them literally as being just dreams, then of course, you won't get something you don't believe in. But if you do something about it, that's a different issue altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say its impossible, or don't ask how it can happen. Ask why this won't happen. After all, you have all the time in the world. Dream big, and go for it with everything that you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were made for the impossible. We were made for the impossible. Its like, why do you want to climb Mount Everest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-81721256000079766?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/81721256000079766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/81721256000079766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_04_19_archive.html#81721256000079766' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4526963044259029241</id><published>2009-04-21T19:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:11:17.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Another Edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hayley Nicole Williams (born December 27, 1988 in Meridian, Mississippi [1]) is an American rock singer and songwriter.[2] She is the lead vocalist of the rock band Paramore, and the most beautiful singer in the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check Wikipedia. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got BRONZE for SYF, for dance. Sorry i forgot to add. Its okay la, at least it wasn't a COP. Practice paid off. Heh, all the sweat and ugliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me, Mr Chan was teaching physics today, and when labeling a diagram, at first he put PCY, then he was like &lt;em&gt;no... PCB nicer&lt;/em&gt;, and proceeded to change the labels to PCB. Lol, idiot. Too bad i don't really understand his lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH im so disapointed with my History! HAHA. I got 96 marks. No, thats bad, cos i could have gotten 100. Source based tests are the only types of papers that give me a chance to be perfect. And i lost 4 marks. Dammit. Well actually its 2 marks, cos i got 9/11 for the first paper and 18/18 (clapclap) for the second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall aim for 100% for my source based in SA2. Hmmmpth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran my 2.4km today. And learned a lesson. That if your gonna exercise, eat at least an hour before and DONT EAT SO MUCH. Like 2 bowls of rice resulted in me getting stitches towards the end, which slowed my timing. Think i still passed, but 12 minutes... its like 1 or 2 points. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa 5 items yesterday was better. Everything would have been okay, except that i can't jump for nuts. The most i could get was 185, and the passing mark was 200. Fail man. Then i went to the pull up station and did ELEVEN pull ups (yeah gym paid off!!!) and was happy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's in a week. Can't believe it, that this year passed so fast. And the bad news is i have not started studying yet. Good thing there was extra Amath and Emath lesson these 2 days, or i would not have understood alot of things. Hope that i will do better for the SA. My CA1 had 5 Cs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway is the best fast food (if its counted as fast food) restaurant. Paramesan bread, Subway Melt, with cheese and lettuce and tomatoes, and honey mustard sauce. Completed with chocolate or double choc chip cookies and icedlemontea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. THAT is an example of perfection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4526963044259029241?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4526963044259029241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4526963044259029241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_04_19_archive.html#4526963044259029241' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-9010458971385167413</id><published>2009-04-15T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:57:45.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SeW1_5msJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xLsqBmJpxnk/s1600-h/An_Evening_Of_Dance_by_contains_mild_peril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SeW1_5msJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xLsqBmJpxnk/s320/An_Evening_Of_Dance_by_contains_mild_peril.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324862243834963106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, this is an exaggeration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Universal Cultural Centre for the dance syf competition today. Okay, we went there after spending two hours on makeup, which was very heavy. Told to gel my hair, so i did, and i found out that even after months of not-touching-hair-wax i haven't lost my touch. Spiky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foundation + some bridge thing for the nose + eyeliner + eye shadow + a turquoise bird on my forehead and i succeeded in looking pretty. Oh the lipstick. Made my lips look so kissable, like if i were a girl i'd fall in love with myself. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place was cold, and the fact that my costume was just a decorated piece of sleeveless cloth over my body, didn't help. And i was nervous. Well abit. Then we were on the stage then everything went by very fast (O:) and then it was finished. Months of preparation, done. Hmmmpth. Hope we really get something this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then its back to school already. I was sick the last week, so i missed a whole lotta stuff. Especially E and Amath, together with chem and physics. I'm so gonna die if i don't start studying. Plus the exams are in 9 school days. Like what. Time passed really fast. Wish i was in sec one again. Time was slower then, or so it seemed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Knowing yesterday. Was about... aliens. Either the show's very very abstract, or the director was just bored. Cos the storyline's okay, and everything was, until the aliens came took the children away to another planet and everyone else died. Weird. And everyone died. Seriously, how many shows end with no one alive, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it gave me one thought, which was; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life ended today, would you look back and know that it had counted for something? That you have lived for something, that you have actually accomplished something in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, people complain about a movie like this, that it has no meaning, or no purpose, or that the movie hadn't accomplished anything. But isn't it similar to our lives? And if we actually stopped and checked for a minute, and think, what are we living for? Or what is our purpose in this life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if you have nothing to live for, and if your just waking up early in the morning every day, just to go to school just because you have to, and at the end of the day, or the week, or the month, or the year, you let it pass and you just live life the same way you have been living, then isn't it pointless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't YOU pointless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i just preached a sermon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-9010458971385167413?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/9010458971385167413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/9010458971385167413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_04_12_archive.html#9010458971385167413' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SeW1_5msJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xLsqBmJpxnk/s72-c/An_Evening_Of_Dance_by_contains_mild_peril.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1382191701739738218</id><published>2009-04-02T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:55:11.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdS1pqmuWxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cMNmAEH6LLo/s1600-h/Hunter_by_Covies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdS1pqmuWxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cMNmAEH6LLo/s320/Hunter_by_Covies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320076787247373074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1382191701739738218?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1382191701739738218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1382191701739738218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_29_archive.html#1382191701739738218' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdS1pqmuWxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cMNmAEH6LLo/s72-c/Hunter_by_Covies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2664588103991165232</id><published>2009-03-30T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:56:49.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breakthrough! Or at least the start of it. Finally overcame the barrier infront of me. Ah, starting to feel better already. I may have screwed up the start of this year but im not going to let that affect the rest. Gonna make the most out of this year, however sucky it may be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, its like this air of drowsiness has finally lifted. Its like the smog has finally cleared. Its the feeling when you finally reach the top and you survey your surroundings, and you find that you have gone through what you couldn't have. Then you start on your journey down. Its going to be tough but you know your going to make it. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never stop praising you&lt;br /&gt;for all the things you've done for me,&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Jesus your everything to me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdDBgxUjiII/AAAAAAAAAHI/2MokNBIwbCM/s1600-h/Storm_by_Bokor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdDBgxUjiII/AAAAAAAAAHI/2MokNBIwbCM/s320/Storm_by_Bokor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318963928664082562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to take the world by storm. Reckon that name suits us pretty well huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PE just before recess, and because i didn't eat in the morning i think i over-exerted myself. I vomited. Eww right. Haha first time i vomitted in around 4 to 5 years. Not a nice feeling at all. The good thing was, i got 20 points for my napfa mock test. Heh. Just one more point to gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC meal was okay. But their meals are not so filling if your very hungry. Should include a 4 piece chicken meal for people like me. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion should be a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2664588103991165232?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2664588103991165232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2664588103991165232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_29_archive.html#2664588103991165232' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SdDBgxUjiII/AAAAAAAAAHI/2MokNBIwbCM/s72-c/Storm_by_Bokor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5312877661281117023</id><published>2009-03-25T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:26:23.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i've found a band that has a lead singer who can falsetto better than Bellamy (muse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7tNzA-yilk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7tNzA-yilk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5312877661281117023?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5312877661281117023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5312877661281117023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_22_archive.html#5312877661281117023' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6674056231273648534</id><published>2009-03-23T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:42:13.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay my skin's so much better now. Two days ago it was horrible. I'm bringing sunblock next time, aha. Its like, blistered skin, but its black and red, and peeling two times as fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Sam's house last saturday, played a lil poker. Don't know why i like pocket queens so much. Its just different. Like its my trump card or something. Signature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played on sunday, then had cell, but almost nobody was playing afterward. Then finally some people came, then dota-ed for a while. I love the centaur. Heh. Oh and phrase of the month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pump your fist, pump your fist like this!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Loudfest! Audacious band was playing. Their energy was nice, but their music was average. Croud wasn't too good too. Speaker was superb. Just that i feel anglicans are too restricted. Too organised. Like everything must go according to a plan. So rigid. I hate plans and schedules. I mean its good to be a lil organised, but do you want your whole life according to a schedule? Its gonna be so boring. Have to be more free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least that's what i think. Based on my experience with my parents last time. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to introduce a song to you. The band will seem weird at first, but try listening to it a few times... its actually quite nice! Even though the lyrics are either meaningless or too abstract. Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, the embed's been disabled. Well here's the link, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WwkN_EUhJc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad said he'd give me $300 if i got 3 A's for the SA1. Maybe that might motivate me to study. Then he said if i got 4 A's he'd give me $450. Or if i had 5 A's he'd give me $700. Haha. But slim chance of that. I'm just too disinterested and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Garena. Argh. Then i can play regularly. Deproved alot already. Oh and SYF's coming up. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6674056231273648534?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6674056231273648534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6674056231273648534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_22_archive.html#6674056231273648534' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3158259451408315039</id><published>2009-03-18T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:15:04.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Best word to describe me now: Lobster. The front of my body + my face + my shoulders is red, and cos i lay in the sun and forgot to flip... the front is darker then the back. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunburn's killing me. My face hurts and i cant move my body. And the worse thing is, i lost my phone. Or rather some idiot stole it. Seriously. I was chaning with kayhan, and i went to wash my hands for like 5 secs, and it was gone. Like wth!? I dont really care about the sim card. I just want the phone back. Tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. And theres dance tomorrow. Im going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3158259451408315039?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3158259451408315039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3158259451408315039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_15_archive.html#3158259451408315039' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4791547822944292209</id><published>2009-03-16T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:19:33.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your dreams show the side of you that everyone sees. It shows all your joys, your friends, how your problems would solve themselves, and how you think. It gives you a dream world where everything is perfect. Thats why is called a dream. Its like the plastic side of you, the mask that you let people see, and its so easy to remain in that plastic, until the nightmare comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your nightmares, on the other hand, shows what really makes you happy, your true friends, what your problems are and how to solve it, and how you act. It shows you the reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and Nightmares aren't really there just to show if you've slept well. Every character represents something in your life, and every action represents something that has happened. Thats how your subconsciousness tells you what is really happening. The facade people put on, is a facade because your consciousness tells you so. Your subconsciousness really isn't so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie in church today about physcology (or however you spell it). Hard to describe. Title's "Thr3e".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna study the abstract world, instead of subjects like math and additional math, that wont help us in life later on. The internal, unseen world. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you, My Lady are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4791547822944292209?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4791547822944292209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4791547822944292209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_15_archive.html#4791547822944292209' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1183474342083200527</id><published>2009-03-08T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:20:36.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played in service today after quite a while. Was impromtu, luckily all the songs were familiar to me and some of them had the same chord progression. But i played a lil too loud huh, should tone down next time. The good thing was i only made 2 mistakes =D clap please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 Dead in expert mode is retarted. Impossible to achieve. We tried almost 7 to 8 times and we were all stuck the the second stage. I mean like, the witch kills you in one hit. Kill, not incapacitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some interesting conversations over dinner. About the internal worlds that all of us live in, things that we do not reveal easily, or at all. About how, if you look closely enough, you would discover that, that person might not be who you thought he might be. Hmmmm, have to start observing people already, and stop talking so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how, when you have a problem you want it off your shoulders so much, and when you don't, you find life meaningless, repetitive, boring. Or am i the only one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1183474342083200527?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1183474342083200527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1183474342083200527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_08_archive.html#1183474342083200527' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5188053006327447711</id><published>2009-03-06T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:13:10.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SbEhWsBPP8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uehC5uqizLM/s1600-h/Hayley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SbEhWsBPP8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uehC5uqizLM/s320/Hayley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310062109303717826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend, please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5188053006327447711?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5188053006327447711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5188053006327447711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5188053006327447711' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SbEhWsBPP8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uehC5uqizLM/s72-c/Hayley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-7295002582811608418</id><published>2009-03-05T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:26:22.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Sa_RwRPP4qI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KGfETdzks1k/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Sa_RwRPP4qI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KGfETdzks1k/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309693112884388514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful. Was happily playing, when i felt a sharp flick on my wrist and there went my 17 dollars. Oh well. Its beginning to rust anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d5/Chris_Wolstenholme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d5/Chris_Wolstenholme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new bass idol! No more Gugliemucci aha. Christopher Wolstenhome (nice name!) from Muse, fancies bass distortion pedals and overdrive, distortion from blasting the amp itself, and uses alot of other effects for his bass. This part from wikipedia made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wolstenholme used a beat up Pedulla Rapture SB5 - so beaten up that a tuning peg has been lost and is now only used as a four-string bass. No surprise that Wolstenholme threw it onto the stage from the audience, then into Dominic Howard's bass drum at the UK's biggest festival, Glastonbury.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like something i would do. If i had the extra cash, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-7295002582811608418?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7295002582811608418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7295002582811608418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7295002582811608418' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/Sa_RwRPP4qI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KGfETdzks1k/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8018352269097821120</id><published>2009-03-05T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:22:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very hungry me went to pizza hut today(the one at central) to eat, with nic and myron. After ordering our food, we waited for it. And waited. And waited. And waited. And after about 40 mins only our drinks and soup arrived. Wanted to just walk out already, then our order came. The thing was the waitress that was holding out food, walked out, then made a "what am i supposed to do" face, and walked back into the kitched. Then the bitch came out, made the same face, looked at us, and remained standing there holding that tray. We walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to have pizza quite badly, so we went to newyork. Shared 2 pizzas, the pepperoni was damn nice. And the food served in like 10 mins. Tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was alright today. Normal, i guess. Just that im beginning to see that *AHEM* is not that good a teacher as i thought she was. She ignores people, and when you ask her a question, there is a 75% chance she would not answer it. She is bloody impatient, and everytime she loses her temper, she would go "i would deduct 1 mark from you CA". Like do you think we care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Lit lesson. We were supposed to construct a map/model of Maycomb town, which was the setting in To Kill A Mockingbird. Quite fun, just that the town's basic setting had to follow the book, so was a lil confusing at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country tomorrow. Hmmm. At least the last lesson is cancelled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8018352269097821120?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8018352269097821120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8018352269097821120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8018352269097821120' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4225407353700322506</id><published>2009-03-04T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:55:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooh my theres a trojan on my Msn. And Myron's too. Funny, everytime we talk then theres like a 2 second lag before the thing starts, then in that 2 seconds all the swear words will come out and then we both log off. Ah. I like this trojan. Can bully people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah one more thing, the virus is automatically sent out to all your contacts. Some idiot actually told me to "stop sending virus links", like what. You think i have so much time to infect everyone. Just dont click on the freaking thing right. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4225407353700322506?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4225407353700322506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4225407353700322506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4225407353700322506' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-684008883246038810</id><published>2009-02-28T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:45:57.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my new phone on thurs. Signed up a new plan, which explains the message you received. Actually, my old phone's line ends in july, so i can use both phones until then. So yeah, if you still have my old number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed SSHistory. Damn sad, cos its my favourite subject. The essays really killed me. On the other hand, i find physics boring, but i got highest in class for the paper. And on that day i didnt have my protractor and compass, so i had to estimate the angles and everything. Turned out perfect =D Professional estimation skills aha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had CIP on tuesday and today. Tuesday was a waste of time, but today was a lil better. You wont believe the amount of newspapers we collected. And then we found a unit that had newspapers dated 2006. That guy kept them for 2 years. Almost filled the lift luh. Oh yes and who was the idiot that pressed the lift on every floor. You know just to get down to the first floor from the 17th, took how long. Tsk. Bloody door opened and closed like free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went j8 after that, saw this band jamming some muse songs. The guitar rifts sounded nice. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time since i remembered my old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/2484043356_1c4d00a62a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/2484043356_1c4d00a62a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your good at something, never do it for free". Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's one where he attempts to blow up the police van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 356px;" src="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. I was flipping through the reader's digest the other day, and came to and article about boredom. It said that when we are bored we actually "come out" from the external world and "go in" to the internal world. Which means when we are bored we start exploring things about people or ourselves, like our emotions, and why we do the things we do and stuff. Thats where most of us get our ideas from. Quite cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No... i kill the bus driver.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-684008883246038810?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/684008883246038810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/684008883246038810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_22_archive.html#684008883246038810' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/2484043356_1c4d00a62a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5735726701509953040</id><published>2009-02-23T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:38:48.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Weekend passed quite fast. Went for the planetshakers concert at ACSI. It was a lot smaller than i expected and at first the atmosphere wasn't right, but the speaker was super good and he could do a donald duck imitation. Damn cool. After that the atmosphere was alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up an hour late today, and had to rush to school incase i miss the common test. My throat was and is still sore. Damn. Got my Basic Chinese Paper back already. I scored 10/40. The teacher asked us to study a chapter, then in the end that chapter never came out. Bloody hell i could have passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Willy showed me a very nice video. Its a spoof of a Miley Cyrus song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7CbJtvYYaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7CbJtvYYaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5735726701509953040?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5735726701509953040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5735726701509953040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_22_archive.html#5735726701509953040' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2564258084130900853</id><published>2009-02-18T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:00:51.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont you think music is so cool. Just 12 different notes (w/o the minors and sustains and stuffy), about 50 different instruments, that can start like 10000 bands, who produced/are producing around 1000000 songs. Thank God for music, or life would be so plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the hot singers too! Aha, school's getting plain. Common tests, and i think im doing good so far. History one was the worst, had to write 2 essays in 45 mins. And i think maybe i'll pass chinese for the first time in 3489 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our lockers today, and wanted to leave my whole bag in it. No more heavy bags for this year i hope. Oh i just looked back on my 14 years of precious life some time ago, and like 2 years really passed fast. Especially the last year. Was like zooom and im sec 3. Still wondering if thats good or bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed alot from sec 1. Like last time i wanted to be someone i was not, and that screwed up alot of things, and i liked all the attention. Now im just trying to be confidant about myself and just be normal. Doing quite good so far. Theres just one more thing i have to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm 8 pullups for 5points napfa. Come on you can do it. No pictures for today sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2564258084130900853?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2564258084130900853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2564258084130900853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_15_archive.html#2564258084130900853' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3566511210085386695</id><published>2009-02-09T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:58:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i have created my literature blog. There are no proper posts yet, and its still under a lil construction, but if you wanna have a look. www.iforgotmylunch.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im blogging as Walter, so DO NOT tag there as my real life friend (as in the name). Use a character from the book. Haha. Its gonna be so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SZF0jvuWe1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/xSz7w36QD7M/s1600-h/P947_10_02_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SZF0jvuWe1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/xSz7w36QD7M/s320/P947_10_02_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301146393846905682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i pass for the retest tomorrow, or im screwed. Chinese B lesson today was okay, plus its in the aircon room. Felt sick in the morning so couldnt pay attention in class, and almost slept in social studies. Then i woke when Ms Khai started talking about cirucumcision in the past. Sounded damn pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait until the syf and cross country passes, then i'll be free. Cos nowadays i reach home at like 7 almost time. Tired. Hmmm. Time to update my lit blog. Or maybe i'll do it some other day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Watched Underworld last saturday. Managed to just walk past the ticket counter. Was quite good, worth watching, and it gives like a background to the 2 other Underworld movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vampires were the so called bad guys this time, and the vampire guards were super weak la. The only thing was the balista they used. The circumference of the projectile is like the size of both of your fists together, clenched. That thing raped some of the weaker lycans. And their eyes are nice. Think they are damn brave la. Imagine this thing charging at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreadcentral.com/img/news/jan08/underworldlycan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 268px;" src="http://www.dreadcentral.com/img/news/jan08/underworldlycan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this black lycan. In human form he speaks with a super deep voice. Super hilarious everytime he spoke. This one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos3.pix.ie/8B/E4/8BE48F0C8D694F729B42521EA805F44B-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 437px; height: 500px;" src="http://photos3.pix.ie/8B/E4/8BE48F0C8D694F729B42521EA805F44B-500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh but look at his arm. Could strangle the vampire to death if he wanted. Then i was wondering, shouldnt he turn into a black wolf? And when they turn back to human, why do their clothes always magically appear after being torn apart in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3566511210085386695?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3566511210085386695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3566511210085386695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_08_archive.html#3566511210085386695' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SZF0jvuWe1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/xSz7w36QD7M/s72-c/P947_10_02_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4870359704906804721</id><published>2009-02-06T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:35:33.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYw61GIB5MI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Rm66RU-5DhQ/s1600-h/Hayley+Williams+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYw61GIB5MI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Rm66RU-5DhQ/s320/Hayley+Williams+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299675545360000194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fail to make my day. Beauty that cannot be described in words! I think im gonna write about you in my english journal topic homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im going to CLB finally. To the teacher's relief. I just made her life 1000 times better okay =D Then maybe i can pass. Maybe. CME after recess was nonsense, then i somehow killed 3 hours until dance started. Was okay. I got a zombie/undead part hahaha. Should bring a mask next time right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate toast box for dinner. Should try it sometime soon again. I like the thick toast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4870359704906804721?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4870359704906804721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4870359704906804721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#4870359704906804721' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYw61GIB5MI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Rm66RU-5DhQ/s72-c/Hayley+Williams+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-294185725203356934</id><published>2009-02-04T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:30:06.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh well still mad at them. But too many vulgarities are not good yeah. Went j8 to eat today. Then to action city. I love that shop man. Theres this aeroplane mini game thats damn fun. Have to play it to believe it. Think one day im gonna buy it and bring it to church and play haha! Oh and the soft toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYqjWBfJeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zFCcx2mChgU/s1600-h/P938_05_02_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYqjWBfJeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zFCcx2mChgU/s320/P938_05_02_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299227510306338882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYqjfkQv8jI/AAAAAAAAAGc/h-Nkvb8XglE/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYqjfkQv8jI/AAAAAAAAAGc/h-Nkvb8XglE/s320/DSC01459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299227674260009522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-294185725203356934?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/294185725203356934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/294185725203356934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#294185725203356934' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYqjWBfJeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zFCcx2mChgU/s72-c/P938_05_02_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-232879627960379063</id><published>2009-02-04T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:53:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYmAGaf1CdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HraJDtE9Tuw/s1600-h/Hayley+Williams+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYmAGaf1CdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HraJDtE9Tuw/s320/Hayley+Williams+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298907284258490834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit is getting interesting! We will have to create a blog and post as that character. Means we can make up his/her friends and everything and imagine what they did in school, or at home, or something like that. Cool yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mr Ng is damn strong la. He can do over 20 pullups in a row and he plays dota! Hahaha he likes lifestealer and techies. He says the mines are very fun. I agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese teachers has been pestering me to go to CLB and asking me to stay back. Yeah she wish luh. Im not gonna stay back for nuts and maybe i will stay in her class just to make life difficult =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la. Maybe if i can get a few people we can all go to CLB together. Btw i haven't passed a single test since the beginning of the year. Failed SSHist, failed Emath, failed Chinese (duh) and i think im gonna fail Amath. Damn i really need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Lazy to post any further. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-232879627960379063?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/232879627960379063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/232879627960379063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#232879627960379063' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SYmAGaf1CdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HraJDtE9Tuw/s72-c/Hayley+Williams+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8662064890710647604</id><published>2009-02-02T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:36:58.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning and felt like dying luh. Suddenly have to wake up early again. Then that stupid bus driver, i clearly pressed the bell and he skipped the bus stop, then i was like "wtf!?" and you know the bus stop opposite school, if you miss it, its like all the way at the petrol kiosk. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay. Got sent out of chinese class cos no dictionary. Like i care hmmpth. My chinese never passed since p4! Then the rest of the lessons were normal. Had dance after school. Wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. Lucky la im in the reserved team =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yesterday. I really loved last Sunday. The morning service was okay then youth in the afternoon was just different. Like there was a lot more energy than usual. Loved it. Joie's house after that, the only thing was that we didnt swim. Went Cdans, where i fell into a drain. The cover on top magically disappeared, i swore i saw it there lor! Dinner after that. Had a talk about people and love and stuff. Then when i was leaving i realised, that i really loved the people i am around with, and that i think for now, friends are enough yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 5 people that really made an impact in my life. I know i seem like a guy that can never get serious but here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Haha. Without you life wouldn't be fun la. Think i would be very bored after church and probably woudln't be able to play guitar and that would make life so much more boring, yeah? I liked all the stayovers and dota sessions and all the videos taken. Well the last one not really hahaha! Just continue to have faith and trust God that he will plan your life for you. Must be less emo and have more fun in life! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tsk. I remembered the first time i talked to you, as in not "hello goodbye" type. Was when i liked her and then i got this keychain from elisa and you was like "give it to her la". I was so shocked hahaha. Remember that moment so clearly. Your the person that knows me best la and i wouldn't have so much fun playing the bass if you weren't here. Haha. N level this year right? Heck it laaaaaaaaaah! Be like me. You know you want to. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You my friend, are the most respected person in my life. Your the reason that i want to go for cell, and still want to. I remembered there was once you didn't come and some other guy had to take over. Lesson turned out damn boring. Haha. Thanks for everything you have said and your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Heehee. Lets just say that i didn't know you i would still be using a pick for the bass and would not be playing what i can play now. I like all your little cards you gave to everyone, i still have them. After your levels must really jam yeah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gay freak. Seriously ah i dont know anyone that can be gayer than you hahaha. Don't really know you that well yet but i think we can be good friends in the future. You really matured alot over that year that i knew you. Dota improved alot too! Just dont be glued to the comp and practice your guitar more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Battery's going low and laptop's gonna auto shutdown in 10 minutes. Next 5 in the next post! Yay im not emo. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8662064890710647604?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8662064890710647604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8662064890710647604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8662064890710647604' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4267608446554544300</id><published>2009-01-29T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:12:11.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listen to the song playing. Its not often that you hear FOB playing these type of songs. Its quite unique too. The verse chords are the same as Canon in A and then the chorus chords are the same as Canon in F. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i was watching channel 5 the other day, and i came across this. Dont get me wrong, im not a fan of Rihanna and i think that umbrella is (one of the) most stupid songs written, but this is actually quite nice haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLGwoVfjWxw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLGwoVfjWxw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo queen ley. Dont play play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4267608446554544300?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4267608446554544300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4267608446554544300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_25_archive.html#4267608446554544300' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-564743127566077447</id><published>2009-01-29T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:24:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying to find something to blog about but i cant, and im not in the mood for pictures. Ugh. Didn't get much money in CNY (compared to someone, lol) and im still wondering if i should spend some and keep the rest all spend all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in the afternoon to meet them for lunch. Just realised that actually i haven't been to J8 in a long time, and the delifrance there magically turned into a manhatten fish market. The flaming platter was okay la. They burned some of the fries though. Oh and the waitress that served us was hot to the core man! Can't stop thinking about her. She was really damn hot seriously. Her name was Joan. O: Well anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will not be going school until next monday, yay? But i haven't touch the homework and theres going to be even more homework so gonna have to rush them tomorrow. Oh yeah Hongsan will be going for dance prac by himself =) hahaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh no inspiration to blog. But lately i had alot of inspiration to play my lovely (rojak) guitar. Oh well. I have 45 msn contacts under the group "peirce" and no one is online. All so guai ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 Dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-564743127566077447?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/564743127566077447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/564743127566077447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_25_archive.html#564743127566077447' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-7369254962904072232</id><published>2009-01-27T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:18:07.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah i learned one thing today. Never go to the gym after you have eaten like 5 mouthfulls of noodle only. I died la. But managed to complete what i wanted to do first =D heh. I died after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway (Happy)Chinese New Year, even though it doesnt feel like new year again like it didnt feel like Christmas last year. And this year not that much red packets so sad right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and i realised that my grandad didnt have just 3 daughters. He had 5 daughters and 5 sons. When my mom finally told me i was like "!!!!" yeah. So i have actually 13 cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-7369254962904072232?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7369254962904072232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7369254962904072232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_25_archive.html#7369254962904072232' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-7655706830008479138</id><published>2009-01-24T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:28:49.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the second chorus. The mini drum he's playing goes very well with the song, and his harmonising vocals are godlike lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about. Its just that the teachers say to us "enjoy your chinese new year" and im like how to enjoy with so much #%$!-ing homework huh. Crazy people. Oh yeah and Ms Hong is on youtube. Go and search now. She won some Enlish Teacher Award, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-7655706830008479138?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7655706830008479138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7655706830008479138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_18_archive.html#7655706830008479138' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5749850495788612452</id><published>2009-01-22T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:23:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from dinner + a lil shopping with Danial. Went funan to eat then peninsula to get my bass guitar strap cos i lost mine. Saw a veh nice strap with padding but it cost $50 O: in the end i bought a $12 one haha. Levy! So cute right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back today after school to talk to teachers of my CCA. MsDawnWong was okay la she didnt scold me at all just talked to me nicely after me ponning Npcc for almost a year. Then argh now my CCA is... ohmygawd hongsan all your fault laaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYECANDY your so cute! Your bag and your face and your hair and all matches so nicely =D I want you to talk to me in school heh. So damn adorable la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im tired and im gonna watch Underworld 3 tmr yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5749850495788612452?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5749850495788612452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5749850495788612452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_18_archive.html#5749850495788612452' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8795073652435861277</id><published>2009-01-21T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:11:55.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh, ran 3.6km just now. Tired! Luckily i did my homework earlier cos i dont think i'll have strenth to do any now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mdm Foong with BHS today to change CCA, and she said we can quit but must join choir. When we heard it we were like wth laaaaaaa. Or Dance. Which is erm... 95% girls i dont think im gonna join it. But no choice ley howhowhow!? If not its choir also damn disgusting. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah i wanna get a book on phschology (spelling error i know). Then i can learn how to read your faces and play poker better =D And then i would know whos lying to me and learn how to be a good liar hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pure History thingy still pending. Not much hope anymore, lol. So sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8795073652435861277?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8795073652435861277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8795073652435861277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_18_archive.html#8795073652435861277' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3474837312233637478</id><published>2009-01-20T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:53:56.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so funny, how you get that feeling back and it reminds you of how sad you were last time and how your probably gonna be disappointed again. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXWr3PZEDDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mUjrKKvupoM/s1600-h/Aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXWr3PZEDDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mUjrKKvupoM/s320/Aurora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293325902556695602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I think its the best word to describe you. Rare, beautiful, mysterious, mercurial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. Cheated in maths test yesterday, so i should get around 6 extra marks and luckily people could lend me their calculator or i would have screwed the paper up. School has been okay so far. The GG Gang (which means gladysgohjingwen and behhongsan and chowweilun) have been making fun of me everyday hahaha you guys wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for the moment, friends are enough. For the moment. Argh. See why i like dota and music it takes you out of this world. Oh oh and guys why dont we form a clan and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WCG 2009!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3474837312233637478?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3474837312233637478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3474837312233637478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_18_archive.html#3474837312233637478' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXWr3PZEDDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mUjrKKvupoM/s72-c/Aurora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3754643974094479674</id><published>2009-01-19T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:01:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXQzAbKAKiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fZyXeH2d_O4/s1600-h/Alice+Cullen+Ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXQzAbKAKiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fZyXeH2d_O4/s320/Alice+Cullen+Ipod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292911544449903138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, my maid said she's gonna get me one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3754643974094479674?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3754643974094479674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3754643974094479674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_18_archive.html#3754643974094479674' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXQzAbKAKiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fZyXeH2d_O4/s72-c/Alice+Cullen+Ipod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4061375922140853801</id><published>2009-01-17T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:34:15.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXHrDzaveAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OXpKH4olhzc/s1600-h/Africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXHrDzaveAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OXpKH4olhzc/s320/Africa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292269487711549442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Africa will be like if what all the scientists say about global warming comes true. Cool yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. Had practice, played until my fingers were tired (so i used a pick for awhile even though im not allowed heehee) then went to finger gym after that. "Finger Gym" means to excersize your fingers on the computer in a very special way hahaha. Tried left 4 dead (the game), its okay lah but its repetitive and its the same thing over and over again dont you get tired of it O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement's house to swim afterward. I didnt really swim, didnt feel like it, plus the water was really cold. And it was near evening AND it was damn windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my parents are back and my sis is gonna want to use the laptop. Bye =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4061375922140853801?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4061375922140853801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4061375922140853801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html#4061375922140853801' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXHrDzaveAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OXpKH4olhzc/s72-c/Africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5780621155566918010</id><published>2009-01-16T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:17:56.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXCGUUwvipI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y_yM6Z7CQL0/s1600-h/Hayley+Williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXCGUUwvipI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y_yM6Z7CQL0/s320/Hayley+Williams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291877245888989842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hayley Williams, i am currently depressed as i think nobody can really understand me. But its not really their fault, i myself dont want to be understood, i dunno why. Guess its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. School was okay today. Studies about matrixes in Amath and then after recess had a very interesting History lesson! Ms Khai, is a very very good teacher, and she even plays music in class haha. Talked with her after class, and she said she would try to talk to the other teachers and i might get pure history after all. Hmmm. Then i can laugh at my dear friend called Gladys. But dont worry, your much prettier. LOL kidding =) you really must continue with your guitar, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Npcc teachers are chasing me again. Too bad Mr Tan is gone, cos he understands that i dont want to go for training, but that Shahari... is gonna be troublesome in my skipping-npcc plan. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i suddenly developed more interested in the acoustic, and im gonna start playing that with my bass, so in a while i'll be able to play both instruments well, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming up, and everyone's gonna get rich. What do you think i should spend my money on? Clothes or food or music stuff... or maybe i should just save it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to music again lately. Paramore, Tenth Avenue North, Red Jumpsuit. Their nice bands, oh and not to forget UnderOath! Screamo band, shows how passionate they are yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna go now, and i hope that your band Paramore will continue to do well and get a much larger fan base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5780621155566918010?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5780621155566918010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5780621155566918010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html#5780621155566918010' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SXCGUUwvipI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y_yM6Z7CQL0/s72-c/Hayley+Williams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1144848376789922300</id><published>2009-01-15T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:46:51.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That song really reminded me of you. And maybe what we could have been. Maybe. The song's lyrics are really beautiful, especially the last line of the bridge. Hmmm thats one regret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second is that pure history thing. If i had developed my interest in it earlier, maybe i would have studied earlier and got that 2 marks. Its freaking biased lah! You need a C6 to get into pure geog, then an A2 to get into pure history. Sigh. Still thinking if i should/could appeal. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class today was okay. Chinese teacher didnt come again, and Amath lesson passed surprisingly fast. Lit is getting boring though. If we dont start doing something im gonna dislike Lit. Damm. Oh and we managed to watch alotta teevee! Haha. What a wonderful word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for prison break 4 to come out. Dad said its gonna premiere on the last week of Jan but i dunno. Which reminds me. Its Chinese New Year and therefore everyone shall be rich with red packets. Ah. Havent gone shopping for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's not screwed up yet. Hope its not gonna be. Anyway im getting sick of my rojak guitar. 2nd string is rusty and i dont like the sound that much anymore. Maybe i should get a new one with my red packet money. Oh and i found a very unique shot of an acoustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/27/55912587_df1d889184.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/27/55912587_df1d889184.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful right. Well maybe not to you. I tend to see things in a very different way. Maybe thats why you all thing my taste is screwed, haha. Its still her personality that counts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna try one last time. No wait. Im gonna keep on trying... yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1144848376789922300?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1144848376789922300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1144848376789922300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html#1144848376789922300' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8162697375525021817</id><published>2009-01-14T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:29:16.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took height and weight today and... i am 45.5 kg! YAY all my eating paid off i managed to gain 4.5 kg. Even though i am still considered very light yeah. Hope i really put on weight this year or i will be like a skeleton la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you go to josiah's link on my blog, which is not updated (his real link is www.iwantmorethanjustacokebottle.blogspot.com retarted right!?) , you will find an author of a random blog which blogs in a rather unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Infatuation. What does it really mean, cos if you love someone you love someone right no matter how impossible it is to be together... so is it still considered infatuation? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a Vampire! And so my name shall be StillHeart. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8162697375525021817?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8162697375525021817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8162697375525021817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html#8162697375525021817' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2606618136283677283</id><published>2009-01-12T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:03:15.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know if i could just restart my whole secondary school life maybe it would be alot better. Then maybe i could have mixed with the right kind of people and maybe, just maybe i wouldn't have screwed up my life so much. Oh my God are you serious, look at me now like what the hell is wrong with me. Shit this is ridiculous. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's practice was cancelled so i met up with Andeas and Quek to catch red cliff 2. We were at jurong point at 2 and dunno who decided to take the 5 30 movie which gave us 3 hours to kill. In our boredom we went to toysRus and played with the toys there in a very uncivilised manner so we got scolded, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was okay, just that it was threeeeeeeeeee freaking hours and just abit too much talking. Prefered red cliff 1 as there were more battle scenes. But all in all was a rather good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and i just realised that my dota skills have deproved alot. As in, in the match i keep doing stupid things and then after im killed im like "-.- what the freak not again" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth Avenue North. Josiah, i want all the songs now. Hahaha their really nice yeah, the music and the lyrics blend in perfect =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2606618136283677283?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2606618136283677283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2606618136283677283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_11_archive.html#2606618136283677283' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4575009494643007368</id><published>2009-01-08T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:02:49.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not bad not bad managed to run 1.6+2.1km today =D First 1.6 on the treadmill then we wanted to explore this veh veh long track from chinese garden to boonlay. Which was 4.2km long and we ran about half of it. Supposed to reach Jurong Central Park then we discovered it was more of Jurong Open Space. Its like. Empty. ARGH we got conned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to walk back.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4575009494643007368?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4575009494643007368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4575009494643007368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_04_archive.html#4575009494643007368' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2267343426901675952</id><published>2009-01-07T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:59:47.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to clear things up, wearing long pants isnt "cool". ITS DAMN HOT LAAAAAAAAAAH!! I TELL YOU. Haha. Especially when its like pyjamas material. And wearing pyjamas to school you can drown in your sweat on a hot day, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School canteen's always crowded too. They make us take our bags to recess and one class' bag can easily fill up the whole table. Man what are the teachers thinking... hope they change something soon. With no lockers our bags are killers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, i actually paid attention in chemistry today! Mrs Liao is a bit weird, but at least all her atoms and ions and protons and electrons talk made sense today. Quite interesting. Sigh, if only i got into pure history class (like someone hahaha) it would have been so much better. I love history alot. To me its like the thing that can brighten up the day and overide the dull effects of chinese. ARGH I WAS TWO MARKS AWAY FROM GETTING PURE HISTORY %@#$%@#$%@#$@#$!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they approved my appeal to change F&amp;N to Lit and SSGeog to SSHist. OR i would die lah. Coursework + Geography is like the worst combination to give me. And our pe is only once a week now, sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School school school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2267343426901675952?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2267343426901675952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2267343426901675952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_04_archive.html#2267343426901675952' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1940760764696636104</id><published>2009-01-05T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:16:55.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SWHBVmqWv2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/4R8KfZC9SRc/s1600-h/P911_05_01_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SWHBVmqWv2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/4R8KfZC9SRc/s320/P911_05_01_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287720014409285474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which demon possesed me to take this subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1940760764696636104?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1940760764696636104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1940760764696636104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2009_01_04_archive.html#1940760764696636104' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SWHBVmqWv2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/4R8KfZC9SRc/s72-c/P911_05_01_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6165803287269943265</id><published>2009-01-03T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:47:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First saturday in a long time i stayed at home. Supposed to go for some bible shopping thing but i didnt receive the message. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched IP man yesterday. Quite a nice show, but i felt thr storyline could be improved. Cos the guy was so good, in most of the fights you knew he would win. The fight scenes were damn cool though =D and the movie had some funny points in it. So yeah, definetely worth your time. A nachos during the movie would have been perfect but i had not enough money. Stupid KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff 2 is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web52.server-drome.org/asia/img/rss/2008/war-of-the-red-cliff-poster.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 321px;" src="http://web52.server-drome.org/asia/img/rss/2008/war-of-the-red-cliff-poster.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prequel had splendid battle scenes and formations, and left us on a cliffhanger, i hope this movie will have a good ending! Oh and more blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so being bored today, out came the bass guitar and learned a few songs. Decode, Dance Dance, Run (learned it halfway cos the tabs were incomplete), You Deserve, and Hysteria by muse. That song is just pure solo the only breaks you have is during the chorus. Still cant play salvation is here solo ARGH dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions! Well i have none actually other than hoping my grades will get at least a B and that i wanna go to the gym regularly right Calvin? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 year passed really fast. I still remember it as if it was only like yesterday, cant believe it. Somehow 2008 was a memorable year. I didnt say good. Memorable. Hmmm i wonder who my chinese teacher will be and how pissed of she/he will be with me... yeah. Which reminds me, i got sent out of school again yesterday for EXTREMELY LONG HAIR. If they said my hair was long its okay, but like WTH my hair isnt extremely long the teachers are freaking blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my timetable clashes, and im the only guy/person in my class taking literature. Wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who i want as my girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timharmonphoto.com/blogs/paramore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.timharmonphoto.com/blogs/paramore2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams, Paramore Lead Vocalist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6165803287269943265?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6165803287269943265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6165803287269943265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_28_archive.html#6165803287269943265' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-758617408309986285</id><published>2009-01-01T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:54:52.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year didn't feel like it again. Can't imagine that i'll be in school in 10 hours. In that stupid yellow shirt with grey pants. Whoever invented that combination was either plain dumb or drunk. Oh and about the homework... i kinda lost it so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watchnight yesterday lacked something, and we were messaging through the service. After that was willy's house overnight, then we had this crazy idea to go sentosa (again) the next day. I even borrowed an fbt so i didnt have to wear my oversized pants but in the end it rained hahaha. And i think im beginning to eat alot. Thats good. Then i'll not be so skinny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man. Its not wrong to have food in your stomach every hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-758617408309986285?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/758617408309986285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/758617408309986285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_28_archive.html#758617408309986285' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-111534190522693648</id><published>2008-12-30T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:52:16.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost the fifty dollars my mom gave me to buy uniform. They accused me of spending it but im 100% sure i did not okay. Sigh. School. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sentosa yesterday didnt start out too well, but when i got there , the tanjong beach was better than i expected and the sea was nice! Too bad the sun was behind clouds half the time or im sure i would be a bit blacker by now. Luckily there was a frisbee or we would have been damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i lost the reign of chaos and frozen throne CDs, sorry Danial's cousin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-111534190522693648?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/111534190522693648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/111534190522693648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_28_archive.html#111534190522693648' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4830260759822025090</id><published>2008-12-28T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:01:07.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Today was the bestest sunday in at least half a year. Well i'll start with saturday. There was Andreas' birthday parteh. Came with willy then met megan at bpp then met elisa and alicia on the bus to his new house. I heard alicia talk man for the first time ever since i came into youth! Haha. And we found out that more than 10 people cannot be in the same room. Oh oh and the chicken nuggets was super nice. Hmm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs and downstairs to play frisbee and soccer (i suck at both sports but im improving in frisbee okay!) had quite a fun time. Our soccer opponents had big brains! Inside joke =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the bottom of my heart, wa kali kong, i love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST LINE OF THE DAY MAN HAHAHA! Add an indian accent to that sentence. Then what i heard was, we were playing with some kids, and the frisbee hit this stupid gangster and he started his gangster rubbish and took the frisbee away. But then we were so nice that we almost wanted to write him a christmas card that said: Enjoy your frisbee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Church today, then a round of dota, then MARCHE =D Super nice place if you have the money. I was entitled to a 20 or 40 dollar voucher and i spent erm... lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IcedLemonTea 5.20&lt;br /&gt;Rosti with Sausage 13.90&lt;br /&gt;Brocoli and Mushroom. Super nice. 8.90&lt;br /&gt;Sirloin Steak 16.90 (shared with andreas)&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought i was done and got this as dessert.&lt;br /&gt;Choc Fudge Cake 5.00&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream triple scoop 11.60&lt;br /&gt;Then i decided i wanted another steak.&lt;br /&gt;Ribeye Steak 19.90 (also shared with andreas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total would be 81.40 I owe someone alot of money. O: But its okay theres chinese new year coming up! FYI, total bill accumulated was 318+22 GST. Killer GST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched yes man after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/yes-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/yes-man.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like the only show i seen so far with a person that plays the guitar that actually presses the proper chords with the proper sound. Other than that, super nice show. Quite ingenious and funny, and the ending was really 10/10. Damn smart ending. Didnt mind spending 10 dollars watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going sentosa tomorrow again. I just realised i very very white and i wanna get tanned. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im freaking bringing my own drinks this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4830260759822025090?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4830260759822025090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4830260759822025090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_28_archive.html#4830260759822025090' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5606916694342549117</id><published>2008-12-26T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:55:13.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and its a little late for this but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle Bombs! Trust me you want to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa today. I think maybe if i go often i might get a tan! So im not so white haha. The thing is today, i bought 2 cans of coke and they were like 3.50 each. Then the idiot cashier had the cheek to give me a reciept. Wanted to slap his balls lah stupid scammer. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHHH Theres a parteh tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5606916694342549117?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5606916694342549117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5606916694342549117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#5606916694342549117' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6712559585595379178</id><published>2008-12-26T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:08:55.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really have to get my feelings sorted out.&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;Its just that my heart is saying something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6712559585595379178?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6712559585595379178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6712559585595379178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#6712559585595379178' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4296289032789519354</id><published>2008-12-25T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:03:40.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Birthday Andreas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4296289032789519354?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4296289032789519354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4296289032789519354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#4296289032789519354' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2605037732252072720</id><published>2008-12-24T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:08:02.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a rather nice day today =) Lets do it again sometime! Well well well met my parents after that to have billy bombers dinner (the pork ribs damn nice O:) and bought 3 tops and borrowed alot of moneh to buy presents. Its the first time i bought presents in like a few years so it might not be what you expect... yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe the year is ending. I remember last Christmas so clearly. And like in about 1 week im gonna be sec 3 and it just feels weird. Feels too ordinary for Christmas and too weird for the end of the year, if you get what i mean. Just have to hope the school accepted my subj appeal or im gonna be so dead next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my blog song man! FIVE GOLDEN RINGS =D RAYSON HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats a partridge?&lt;br /&gt;And whats a pear tree?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know so please don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;But I can bet those are terrible gifts to get!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2605037732252072720?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2605037732252072720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2605037732252072720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#2605037732252072720' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1032711910063794936</id><published>2008-12-23T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:42:48.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found the band that is second to boyslikegirls in vocals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ige-04rHYQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ige-04rHYQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1032711910063794936?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1032711910063794936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1032711910063794936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#1032711910063794936' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4259147789808675311</id><published>2008-12-23T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:03:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To your heart,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4259147789808675311?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4259147789808675311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4259147789808675311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#4259147789808675311' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-976126209131850888</id><published>2008-12-22T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:09:58.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sorry, but i wasn't lying when i said that. Guess that i hate you more than i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-976126209131850888?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/976126209131850888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/976126209131850888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_21_archive.html#976126209131850888' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1190851940385011209</id><published>2008-12-20T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:44:53.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Youth camp really taught me alot of lessons. My group started out not knowing each other and it felt like the first day of sec 1 again. We had no chemistry at all during the first day's games, and we were ranked all the way at the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day's game was interesting though. I think i overplayed it by jumping into the tub filled with (hmmm lets see,) soya sauce and baked beans and vinegar and more sauce and FnN and alot more stuff. We were supposed to find some damn small thing in that whole tub lah. I must have stank after that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i did well for the first service. Played in front of the youth for the first time and cos the songlist had alot of "autopilot" songs that we jammed frequently. Thanks justin for letting me use your bass so i didnt have to bring mine there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was okay and i think we got lucky by winning this human snakes and ladders game. It was the service.. i made alot of mistakes! Like not watching the signal properly and i think i played too many high notes and ohmygawd ahhhh!! Really have to play with storm more to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day was the fun one! Cos at first there was handball and we were demoralised (sort of, i think) as we lost all 3 handball games. Then it was frisbee (which i think is a very nice game!) and our team won the 3 games. We won the next game 5-0 and we were all veh veh high and then we won again!! Prize was free macdonalds HAHA. In a camp that Macs is priceless okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the comm did a really good job by planning this 2 day amazing race thing, which was exactly like the real amazing race with a bit of changes. I came up with this brilliant strategy which made us blacklisted cos involved backstabbing like 3 teams. Im really sorry guys! In the end was okay la and the team who won did really deserve it. They ran everytime they could la, like "i dont want my life!" type of running. Quoted from Thaddeus. Doing that saved them a whole lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well games aside, i did not fall asleep during the 5 sermons! Miracle haha. I payed attention okay... =D Made some new friends, and bonded with my old ones. Really think this youth camp was well timed. Oh and i want to quote Josiah's blog, just in case any of you have problems, Dont tell God how big your problems are, tell your problems how big God is. Best quote ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and today, went to church for practice, then to west mall to watch twilight. Which was a waste of money to me. It was too short and the ending was really really disgusting. I think Jasper and Alice were the hottest couple, not edward and bella. Edward is so ugly please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went high and payed a visit to triumph. You all should too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SU0EVwObnFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z5f_iIRhtaU/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SU0EVwObnFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z5f_iIRhtaU/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281882709744655442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaddeus, me, and Sellek. Look at the hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and im damn motivated to train my vocals and bass. Like i want to play better and extend my vocal range by like 1 octave if possible. Its going to take long but im gonna persevere =D If thats how you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im done here, and i think im gonna sleep soon. Christmas carols tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1190851940385011209?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1190851940385011209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1190851940385011209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_14_archive.html#1190851940385011209' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SU0EVwObnFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z5f_iIRhtaU/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6052808460938043953</id><published>2008-12-19T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:46:10.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im gonna update tomorrow cos i have to find chords then im gonna sleep. But just to ask you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your freaking problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6052808460938043953?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6052808460938043953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6052808460938043953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_14_archive.html#6052808460938043953' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1640883357575278190</id><published>2008-12-14T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:34:25.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah im all packed and ready to go for camp! Its gonna be an exciting (i hope) 5 day 4 night camp O: and the only thing i have to bring other than myself is my 1 bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUULB0ipZLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nH--a02H2KE/s1600-h/P881_14_12_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUULB0ipZLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nH--a02H2KE/s320/P881_14_12_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279638264073512114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. 1 bag with everything stuffed inside so its convenient and easy to carry. Feels like a saturday today man. Todays hi kids worship was different! There was a different feel to it, like there really was energy. Thats good, maybe next time there will be like alot more kids!! And like thaddeus said, leading them is veh fun cos theres like more freedom compared to storm, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant say im too happy with my youth camp grouping though. I dont really know the people, i know thats what camp is supposed to mean, but i dont even talk to 1 of them regularly or hang out with them. Well im gonna look forward to the nights where theres free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was tao pok session today in church after youth service. Like they were all talking about the groups and laughing their asses off on very very horny stuff and suddenly there was like &lt;em&gt;TAO POK&lt;/em&gt; and i looked up and wow the next hour was very fun. Fortunately of the hundreds of targets i wasnt chosen to be the poor victim =D Actually when you think of it, the first layer on the victim is no worse than the victim himself right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah got 2 shirts from danial, and his psp for the moment, thank you! The thing is i owe him money O: Soon we shall go shopping at topman. Soon. When money finally drops from the sky like we're always hoping it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im off to camp tomorrow and there shall be no updates till friday at least!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1640883357575278190?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1640883357575278190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1640883357575278190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_14_archive.html#1640883357575278190' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUULB0ipZLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nH--a02H2KE/s72-c/P881_14_12_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4131080362407666683</id><published>2008-12-12T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:50:41.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Ive no money.&lt;br /&gt;Im very depreessed.&lt;br /&gt;Ive still no money.&lt;br /&gt;And cos i cant beat tianyong in cnc.&lt;br /&gt;And i wasted money on rosti.&lt;br /&gt;And yukiyaki.&lt;br /&gt;And cos i saw the jeans in topman which i really want.&lt;br /&gt;And i only have 972 chips, down from 135000 chips last time.&lt;br /&gt;So im depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay! Theres christmas and chinese new year coming up and then theres school. Damn im gonna hate next year's school so much, mainly cos i got shitty subject combinations and the class is split up. And some of the nice teachers are going and mr tan probably wont be my chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing about chinese teachers, you see after 2 years with mr tan he doesnt care about me anymore right, but if theres a new chinese teacher i have to get he/she to not care about me again, meaning some scolding and calling parents and everything. Ugh. Oh and im depressed cos ive no idea whats gonna happen to me if i continue pon-ning my npcc like the past year O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im depressed cos all of my depressions cannot solve themselves. Yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4131080362407666683?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4131080362407666683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4131080362407666683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_07_archive.html#4131080362407666683' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2755999432610119921</id><published>2008-12-11T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:21.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Andreas yesterday, to go look at the campsite and to order food for the 3 days (like 375 packets), and its quite amazing how a little small stall can actually support our order. The uncle was a fierce man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to town to have dinner at yukiyaki, and kayhan came along. We were charged adult prices man, but i think cos we ate like adults. Wasted food like kids though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUCM1RWHLuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/36WXwXW2Dyo/s1600-h/P873_10_12_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUCM1RWHLuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/36WXwXW2Dyo/s320/P873_10_12_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278373610095324898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats an egg which we left to soft boil in the steamboat while we ate, and about 5 kg worth of beef and chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUCM9_IRX3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lzvJ9xDORoE/s1600-h/P877_10_12_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUCM9_IRX3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lzvJ9xDORoE/s320/P877_10_12_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278373759824256882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 22 cups of ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2755999432610119921?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2755999432610119921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2755999432610119921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_07_archive.html#2755999432610119921' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SUCM1RWHLuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/36WXwXW2Dyo/s72-c/P873_10_12_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3735967437498913408</id><published>2008-12-09T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:06:40.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/ST4hUp6ZqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KSKBnKyR7Es/s1600-h/08122008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/ST4hUp6ZqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KSKBnKyR7Es/s320/08122008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277692452056705282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with tianyong yesterday to have dinner (since the stupid gym was closed) and we met a very interesting man, which i have a whole lot of respect for. His name is Yarets Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is BOTH deaf and mute, and he has found meaning in his life to want to be the first deaf and mute person (in the Guinness Book of World Records) to travel around the world on a motorbike, and visit all the countries. I read some blogs and found out that this man was in singapore since May this year, and i guess something must have cropped up to make him stay here for so long. When we met him yesterday, he had stopped his bike and put up some posters to attract people, and he was showing to whoever was interested how he made it so far, there was even a sign requesting for donations so that he could get petrol O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vladimir A. Yarets, 64, a native of Minsk (Belarus), seriously believes his personality will be by right commemorated in the Guinness Book of world records. Vladimir is the first deaf person to have found determination and courage and set into a round-the-world trip on a motorbike. Currently he has traveled through more than 40 countries and covered the total distance exceeding 100,000 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling has always been the biggest dream for Vladimir. He started his numerous journeys in 1967. The first space to conquer was the whole territory of the USSR - from Belarus to Magadan. Soviet militia was strongly against issuing the driving license to the deaf biker, which, nevertheless, did not stop him from continuing the trip. Having returned home with a pack of newspaper cuts witnessing his unique 'marathon' Yarets showed them to local authorities and finally received the driving license. Although it seemed to the Yarets family that their restless father and husband eventually settled down, Vladimir knew this wasn't the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outstanding round-the-world trip was started on the 27th of May 2000, in Minsk, the capital of the Republic of Belarus. After traveling through the whole of Europe, he headed to Morocco and the Canaries. The journey resumed from an exotic point of the world map - Venezuela, whereupon Vladimir visited St Lucia Island and Puerto Rico. A ferry took him and his bike to the Dominican Republic, opening new directions for his trip - Haiti, Jamaica, and Cuba. After that Belarusian adventurer set course to Florida, USA. Covering a country as vast as the States, certainly, took quite a while, however, Vladimir managed to visit every state except for Alaska and Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small American town Peoria turned out to be a tragic point of Vladimir Yarets's trip. He was forced to stay there for much longer than initially expected - almost a year. On the 13th October 2003, with foul weather raging and strong wind blowing furiously, Vladimir's bike crashed into a lorry. The traveler was picked up by local people and taken to the nearest hospital with numerous fractures. After hospital Vladimir continued his way to recovery in the house of one of his saviors, who kindly offered help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment Vladimir has fully recovered and is determined to visit Australia and the whole of Asia in order to leave nothing separating him from the world record...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/31copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 695px; height: 1024px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/31copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a shot of one of the many posters that he has made as a record of where he has been these 8 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Notice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Notice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy, deservers your respect man. His site is www.yarets.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3735967437498913408?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3735967437498913408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3735967437498913408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_07_archive.html#3735967437498913408' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/ST4hUp6ZqQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KSKBnKyR7Es/s72-c/08122008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8419755617706739073</id><published>2008-12-08T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:15:05.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super bored. Have been bored these few days, like no mood to do anything. Talked to Von the other day, hes coming back to singapore quite soon but hes gonna stay for only awhile. Clarence is coming back from his war in vietnam to stay permanantly. And i think Brenna's coming back at the end of the month. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody that is just as bored as me and wanna go out. See Danial, going to L.A. has made me very very bored. Should be going to the gym with tianyong later, maybe. Really need entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was okay, there was band practice and the songs we're going to play this sunday are quite fun. Oh and youth camp's coming up! Heard that this year's camps goinna be veh interesting, and that the prizes are good, and theres a "Dont Forget The Lyrics" game. Top prize is an iPod O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needa go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8419755617706739073?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8419755617706739073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8419755617706739073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_12_07_archive.html#8419755617706739073' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3078566842812591951</id><published>2008-12-04T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:37:26.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another reason why they remain my favourite alternative band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tA2goWZLrZE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tA2goWZLrZE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3078566842812591951?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3078566842812591951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3078566842812591951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_30_archive.html#3078566842812591951' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1312943229989599643</id><published>2008-11-30T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:41:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class outing wasnt really class outing. More of a quater class outing. Wild Child started out stupid and i thought that it was gonna be something like high school musical (which IS stupid, dont argue with me) but then it turned out to be okay with a nice twist in the story. The Famous Amos later was nice =D been a really long time since i tasted those cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened, i got abit pissed in church (so sorry for the attitude!) cos of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, geraldine read new moon by next sunday then lend me okay! Oh yeah. I want to be vampire. I think they are cool luh. Dont ask me why i just think they are. All the blood sucking and red/black eyes and the agility and movespeed (522ms haha) and flight for some. And they dont need to eat. You know how much money i can save if i did not need to eat. Can buy my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone. No im not spoiled im gonna get it myself. Even though i think thats gonna take me forever to save. Ahh but theres chinese new year in 2 months! In case you havent seen my phone, it really needs replacement cos it looks like... well it has about 20 scratches. Actually its more like 4 or 5 loooooong scratches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarantine ARGH why is it nc16. Andreas made it sound so nice to watch. Anyone wanna sneak in with me? I dont mind ley. Make life intersting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the desperation band songs man. Cant find the album online (to download lah not to buy) which reminds me i still owe someone her little album. Which i havent bought yet. Ahh well, good things must wait! My famous little quote. Do not copy it. Its my quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bass feels good in my hands. Left in church to rot for about 10000 years and finally brought it back. Yeah man. Tomorrow im gonna learn all the songs we are gonna to jam. Thank you for the venom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so getting a mikestand the next time i go on stage. C'mon have a lil faith in me =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1312943229989599643?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1312943229989599643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1312943229989599643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_30_archive.html#1312943229989599643' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2352744172071118607</id><published>2008-11-28T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:23:42.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 new shows coming out early next year! Red Cliff 2 and Underworld 3. Cant wait for underworld. From what i know its not a sequel to the Underworld 2, but its a prequel to Underworld 1. Something like how they produced star wars. Since its a prequel, the casts are different (with some exceptions, like Victor). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bd/Underworld_Rise_of_the_Lycans_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 446px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bd/Underworld_Rise_of_the_Lycans_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Vampires are much better than lycans. At least in my point of view. They dont turn into some ugly wolf guy with no clothes and when they change back into human arent they naked?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2352744172071118607?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2352744172071118607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2352744172071118607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_23_archive.html#2352744172071118607' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3530726280255263770</id><published>2008-11-26T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:58:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>World of warcraft, porn version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zT3ah4ygklI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zT3ah4ygklI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3530726280255263770?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3530726280255263770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3530726280255263770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_23_archive.html#3530726280255263770' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-638963434175754599</id><published>2008-11-24T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:06:08.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read 8 chapters of twilight. Quite interesting, just that i still cant figure out why the girls like edward so much. The real life edward in the show looks average to me. Think im gonna finish the book tomorrow. And josiah, i want the second book next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, paramore and twilight go well together. And the lead is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-638963434175754599?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/638963434175754599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/638963434175754599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_23_archive.html#638963434175754599' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6744728480014057526</id><published>2008-11-22T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:53:40.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tribute to the best band in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc59.deviantart.com/fs32/f/2008/232/f/1/The_Jonas_Sisters_by_lindz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1028px; height: 581px;" src="http://fc59.deviantart.com/fs32/f/2008/232/f/1/The_Jonas_Sisters_by_lindz3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6744728480014057526?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6744728480014057526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6744728480014057526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_16_archive.html#6744728480014057526' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5328876377480404926</id><published>2008-11-22T17:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:31:04.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nice yuki yaki meal. Thanks Klvin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was good, just that the circle of power in the middle got too hot. The stupid waiter (which had the same name as me) put it to 180 degrees. So half of my chicken wings had a tan. I liked the fish though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream was nice man! We implied the onion rings trend again. Another trademark of Andreas and Derek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSfYtd9oxAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iknhsj7fo0E/s1600-h/P859_21_11_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSfYtd9oxAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iknhsj7fo0E/s320/P859_21_11_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271420164509320194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided a face was nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSffB8wp1SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-7RxR2WzdhQ/s1600-h/P862_21_11_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSffB8wp1SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-7RxR2WzdhQ/s320/P862_21_11_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427113443513634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeahOhWell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt's wedding today. Quite a nice ballroom. I like the part where they exchange vows. Reminded me of a lil piece of heaven. Then the lunch. I stole 2 chocolate boxes and went to the toilet to steal the tissues. They own mac's tissues man. Even had the "Four Seasons Hotel" icon on it. More like a mini towel. Top quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSfdbl8fTZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qC7Mr2PGEx4/s1600-h/P867_22_11_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSfdbl8fTZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qC7Mr2PGEx4/s320/P867_22_11_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271425354972482962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with my cous for a while. He went army. Told all the funny army stories. And he was a good gangster too! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whats the difference between pms and mad cow disease? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5328876377480404926?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5328876377480404926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5328876377480404926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_16_archive.html#5328876377480404926' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSfYtd9oxAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iknhsj7fo0E/s72-c/P859_21_11_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-7894736930220077841</id><published>2008-11-17T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:21:44.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and i uploaded the pics of the other day. First was when we ordered onion rings and wanted to revise our spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-NGt6bsI/AAAAAAAAADI/8Z-zBNbCE4M/s1600-h/Onion%2520rings%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-NGt6bsI/AAAAAAAAADI/8Z-zBNbCE4M/s320/Onion%2520rings%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269491065118420674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to revise again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-ihhsb-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9wGgam2Ji5c/s1600-h/Onion%2520rings%25202%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-ihhsb-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9wGgam2Ji5c/s320/Onion%2520rings%25202%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269491433092181986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then andreas need a serviat (if thats how you spell it) so i took a trip to macs. Manager stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-21bteLI/AAAAAAAAADY/RIPwwsu1YSE/s1600-h/Tissue%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-21bteLI/AAAAAAAAADY/RIPwwsu1YSE/s320/Tissue%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269491782033176754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he treated me to sakae buffet! And i think he paid half for kayhan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD_N15FrEI/AAAAAAAAADg/KwGA7YiyiTQ/s1600-h/Sakae%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD_N15FrEI/AAAAAAAAADg/KwGA7YiyiTQ/s320/Sakae%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269492177293388866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and someone stole the mouse ball. Notbadnotbad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-7894736930220077841?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7894736930220077841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/7894736930220077841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_16_archive.html#7894736930220077841' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SSD-NGt6bsI/AAAAAAAAADI/8Z-zBNbCE4M/s72-c/Onion%2520rings%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3551222968716343634</id><published>2008-11-17T12:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:03:28.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently trying to tab out the count song. If you havent heard of the count song (!!=D) scroll down. I suck at tabbing songs. I know. Haha but no harm trying. And i think the key is E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro. Top 2 strings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A----------------2---------------2-0&lt;br /&gt;E---2-1-2-3-2---2-0-----0-0-0----4-2-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse. The counting part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-----------------------2------------------------------2 0    &lt;br /&gt;E---2-1-3-2-3-2-3-3---3-2-0-----00-22-3333-3-----4-2-0  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus. The frenzy part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A------------------------------------------------------2 0                &lt;br /&gt;E---5-4-3-2-5-4-3-2-5-4-3-2-----00-22-3333-3-----4-2-0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the "thats the song of the count" part is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A----------------------------------------------------------5 4 2         &lt;br /&gt;E---5-4-3-2-5-4-3-2-5-4-3-2-----00-22-3333-0-2-3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek is seriously, very bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3551222968716343634?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3551222968716343634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3551222968716343634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_16_archive.html#3551222968716343634' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-3041076554457986733</id><published>2008-11-12T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:32:41.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldnt find my USB port to transfer the pictures oh well. Anyway that day was quite, weird. Cos i had to go to school to hand up my application form, and i arrived at exactly 11 clock, which was the closing time and that stupid office lady attitude me. But since i am so kind hearted, i just smiled back. More of a sarcastic smile actually haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to my bed and fell asleep, until some pig called me and asked me out and i said i was tired (haha). Went to meet him and julia at plaza, where i forgot that there was student meal and ordered a regular meal at burger king. Then i think we walked around, then we saw these 2 gays. Like 1 was dressed in BOOTS, pants and shirt with red hair, and the other had like the ugliest hair i have ever seen with skinnies or something. Should have heard how they talked man, super gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to burger king, and i ordered onion rings and well, since they were such a nice shape we deciced to make some letters with them. End product was the tray with like small pieces of onion rings, spelling &lt;em&gt;fuck you&lt;/em&gt;. Took a picture! Then someone wanted a serviat/surviat (whatever) so i was like, &lt;em&gt;I only take them from macs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have seen what was inside my bag after i left macs. The manager was staring at me. Free flow of tissues! After that the nice little pig treated me to a sakae buffet. Salmon was nice. And he stole the mouseball. And my deck of cards that i was supposed to buy at that card shop at the basement of raffles city. Haha. Think im gonna get the guardians deck. $16.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored today, so went to www.quizbox.com to search for some quizzes and here we are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight is your style. You are not fussy about who you fall for, and often there seems to be no rational reason for you deciding to love someone, it just happens and you'll follow your heart. When you do fall for someone, you fall completely. Your love is somewhat child-like, or what people like to call "puppy love". While following your heart is important, you should also remember to use your head occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosy Level: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may seem to be a nosy person to some people, but actually you are quite a serious person who's not at all interested in gossip. You just like to know what's going on around you. It's a natural interest and you can get offended when people tell you they think you're a sticky-beak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy Level: 45%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You harbor hidden feelings of jealousy&lt;br /&gt;You easily get jealous of other people, but you manage to control your expressions and emotions. For instance, when a close friend tells you that he has met the girl of his dreams, you might sincerely say to him "Congratulations!", but what you're really thinking is "You're so lucky! Why can't I be you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the causes of your conflicts with friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knife is a sign of masculinity. You like to attract the attentions from others; for example, you draw the attention from the girl your friend has a crush on. This may lead to a conflict with your friend. It is often the case that friends have a quarrel because of one girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;You love freedom and want to follow your heart's desires. You might not be at your best when dealing with other people. Once you are given the opportunity to work your chosen way, your gift will shine. A tip for you is not to concentrate too much on your own work, but widen your focus and consider the opinions of other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to know secrets about people. You are quite superstitious. Although you are very careful about spending your money, you often end up spending a lot of money on unnecessary stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selecting this item means you understand things around you well. However, when you want to prove that you are right, you are likely to insist with the words "yes, yes, yes", but don't offer further explanation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally a calm person. You get excited when your favorite band is in town, when you are going on a date with your partner or when you and your friends are dancing. Your friends mean everything to you. You hate it when the summer is over.&lt;br /&gt;You like art, and some poetry. You can throw a party, or help a friend put one together. You usually have no trouble finding dates, but you occasionally hit a dry spell. You like the outdoors, usually, and rainy weather doesn't bother you. You sometimes get jealous of people who are smarter or better looking than you, but you wouldn't hold it against them if you got to know them. You are on good terms with your parents, even though they annoy you once in a while. People tend to think you are reliable and trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THAT VIDEO DOWN THERE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-3041076554457986733?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3041076554457986733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/3041076554457986733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_09_archive.html#3041076554457986733' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5911151445962685116</id><published>2008-11-11T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:59:59.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laptop has some problems. Cant access my own blog for some reason. So i cant see any of the tags. Wanted to update about yesterdays holiday to plaza sing (lol) but decided to do it tomorrow. Have to fix this ****ing thing. Oh and speaking of ****, here. Your next 2 mins will be worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eT1PP7Hx2rg&amp;#038;hl=en&amp;#038;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eT1PP7Hx2rg&amp;#038;hl=en&amp;#038;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5911151445962685116?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5911151445962685116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5911151445962685116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_09_archive.html#5911151445962685116' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5909633277264091213</id><published>2008-11-07T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:51:15.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F*ck the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5909633277264091213?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5909633277264091213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5909633277264091213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_02_archive.html#5909633277264091213' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2709484109086687153</id><published>2008-11-04T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:32.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days was fun, cos i won almost 100k on facebook poker. Andandand me and andreas tried a few hero combos for dota, like lich and es, and es sk, and tiny sk. Our lich es was the best luh. Wanted to climb into schools at night when we were staying over at the lips house, but he no ball to come with us! And then we wanted to just get into cab and go into some faraway place and then just run out. But since we are so kind-hearted, thoughtful and mature, we didnt. Saved the taxi uncle a good bit of petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end went to watch step up 2. I think the Andie is damn chio luh. Tuck you! Haha. Soon Jael will have some prank on its own man, and we'll go post it on the youth forums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: www.jaelyouth.4umer.net &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we left his house with 4dollars in each of our wallets, which was almost depleted after dinner. Then we had this wonderful idea to walk from yew tee station to my house in yishun. Which by the way, is a damn stupid idea, cos the journey from yew tee to kranji can die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked the wrong direction and ended up in chua chu kang. When i saw the freaking signboard i was like !@#$%^&amp;*( NI NAO HIA PUA NEH NEH LAH. Oh yah puanehneh is a phrase andreas made up. Meaning erm.... yeah you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we took the train to admiralty and walked to yishun. Provoked this 2 young gangster lookalike boys. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;Andreas: Yo wussup dawg. &lt;br /&gt;One of the 2 gangster guys: HOI TA MA WO MEN GOU LEI!&lt;br /&gt;The other one: KNN !@%$#^#@$!%^$#@ &lt;br /&gt;Andreas: (turned back and asked them to come beat him up)&lt;br /&gt;First one: Come lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end they stayed where they were. Sigh. Kids nowadays. That freak beside me now in bed. We are going to sleep together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about girls. And how they call us boys flirt but actually they themselves are the same. Me and andreas should know well enough. Think hard man, you guys will know who we are talking about. Both of us experienced it, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 'sup homie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2709484109086687153?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2709484109086687153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2709484109086687153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_11_02_archive.html#2709484109086687153' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-5360708433450939198</id><published>2008-10-29T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:13:16.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SQfGm3AEbUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ADT9tWPM6ok/s1600-h/Black+Ghost+Deck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SQfGm3AEbUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ADT9tWPM6ok/s320/Black+Ghost+Deck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262393060507282754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna be the next world poker player.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-5360708433450939198?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5360708433450939198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/5360708433450939198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_26_archive.html#5360708433450939198' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SQfGm3AEbUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ADT9tWPM6ok/s72-c/Black+Ghost+Deck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4045175916557784184</id><published>2008-10-28T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:21:32.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i've changed. And it might sound stupid, but i think its because of that camp. I dont know what or why, i just did. I just felt better they day after the camp ended, the way i havent felt in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i just discovered, i still miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, stayed over at andrew's house yesterday. Played poker for a while (yeah!) then watched some cartoon show about little red riding hood. Think the name's is hoodwinked or something. We did... stuff at night, haha. Next morning was more poker, then swimming in a pool thats filled with freezing cold water. Ahh then the fun part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew was sleeping you see, and then thaddeus had the nice idea to put wasabi up andrew's nose. So i went to the fridge to take that green wasabi tube and then thad took some of it on his finger and stuffed it all the way up his nose. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: ARGH F*CK YOU LAH THADDEUS. (then proceeds to whack him once or twice)&lt;br /&gt;Thaddeus: (Laughing his ass off) &lt;br /&gt;Andrew: GET ME A F*CKING TISSUE NOW! NOW! OHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to the living room to get his tissue for him.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: PUT THAT FREAKING WASABI TUBE BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us were laughing luh, including me. But you cant blame him luh. He went to the toilet to wash then back to sleep. And then the funny part when he woke up again. He was smiling, then he said &lt;em&gt;You know i had a bad dream. I dreamt that thaddeus put wasabi up my nose.&lt;/em&gt; Joke of the day man! Then when andrew complained about how he can smell wasabi, thad was like &lt;em&gt;yeah we can all smell it too, its cos we ate sushi just now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have seen that man. Priceless afternoon. And im still waiting for the day where i get my Quad Aces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be cool man. But wiki said that the chances i get it would be 0.0025%. And to someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come on, if a girl leaves someone for you, she will leave you for someone else. Makes sense right? Theres a difference between love and lust. And the way your acting, i dont think you have ever really loved a girl before. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4045175916557784184?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4045175916557784184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4045175916557784184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_26_archive.html#4045175916557784184' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2531577228871019410</id><published>2008-10-24T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:51:47.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn a7x concert's tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm came back from 3 day camp at Changi MOE campsite. The bunks were just smaller versions of your school hall. First day did high elemennts. All the harnesses and stuff... when you get lowered down in the harness its damn pain. For the guys at least. The meals there were okay, and i kept going for second servings despite the protests my group people were giving. I mean if the food there is for us right and everyone already had a first serving so... yeah. The first night was super hot. Played taitee and blackjack for a few hours after lights out when the instructors were sleeping. Then we started playing with money and the first match i won $2 and after playing for a while i discovered i earned $3 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was the low elements, rock climbing and abseiling and the zipline (flying fox). The zipline was too short lah. Should extend the rope and make it like 7 stories instead of 4. Ahhh then it would be scary. Haha quote someone : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructor : Okay jump&lt;br /&gt;Youuuuuuuu : Dunwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you got pushed off lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch had kayaking where i got seasick. Damn sian. The first 10 mins in the water was okay then like my mind couldnt stop shaking and when i got to land it was like the land was floating. &gt;&lt; damn wasted. Would have been nice to stay in that boat-thing longer. Oh and saying the toilets were very disgusting would be an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire and our group had to perform. I dunno what possesed me to raise up my hand when our dear instructor dewey (nice guy!) asked who wanted to dance. Guess i wanted to make life interesting. Tried to learn abit of breakdancing... you know that lotus flower thing with your leg spinning. Of course cant lah! Then about half an hour before the campfire we changed everything and came up with some new moves and later got complimented hahahaaaaaa! Just went to search the music video for "low" by that florida band, if you can call it a band. I only like the chorus, cos i cant understand the rap. I mean cant they talk slower abit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night was a killer. Rain + breeze + not a nice sleeping place. Fell asleep cos some %#$@!-ing instructor came in and started scolding and asked us to stand up and sleep like wth !? Made us stand up with our hands by our sides and started lecturing us. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day had to clear up everything and all the rubbish. Asked for my groups instructors autograph. Dewey is a damn cool name and guy lah. He looks better without his cap. Ahh well. Got his friendster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent touched a bass in two weeks man. Better take it home this sunday or i might get rusty. And i still need a new bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2531577228871019410?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2531577228871019410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2531577228871019410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_19_archive.html#2531577228871019410' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-1213586313282485070</id><published>2008-10-21T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:13:31.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. Today was the last day of school, and i got caught by mr ong then he took me to the noob barber opposite school which obviously doesnt know how to cut hair and asked me to pay like wth laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Get a shit haircut and i pay ridiculous. And when i returned to school looked like some retard. Took a bus straightaway to my trusted hairstylist and she made my hair look less retarted. Do not ever, for the guys out there, go to a friggin malay barber unless you wan malay haircut. Hmmpth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In exactly 12 hours im gonna be in school waiting to go aboard the bus for camp. Havent packed shit, and im lazy to lah, not looking forward to it. So for the next 2 nights you are free to disturb my phone at night cos i think i'll be bored. Oh and im gonna bring cards and play poker there! Or taitee. Or blackjack with money instead of chips hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cb/Phil_Ivey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cb/Phil_Ivey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i may end up like him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-1213586313282485070?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1213586313282485070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/1213586313282485070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_19_archive.html#1213586313282485070' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6812985808970172798</id><published>2008-10-20T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:56:49.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah man last day of school's tmr. Then camp for three days and thats it for this year. Not looking forward to the camp at all, think its cos for a camp to be nice you have to know the people you are with right... and well its maybe 200 people, and everyone knows maybe 50 people, or for the oh-so-friendly, maybe even 100. And im not the type to make new friends quickly, i'd rather spent time with people i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DISC seminar last june was quite true luh. Very hard for me to trust people, cos of my character and the fact that results show i have a very low need to be emotionally involved with people, so if like i make a new friend and he starts talking about stuff not related to the topic, or even his hobbies or family i will classify him as... weird, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good guage/gauge is my house. This is the reason why i dont like people coming to my house even for a while. If i let you in is either cos i like you alot (lol) or i trust you. Or maybe if you really need to use the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new guitar bag desperately man. I hate my current one, alot. And a new strap. My current strap's holes have expanded from like a 2cm diameter to a 4cm diameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think im bringing my poker cards to camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-6812985808970172798?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6812985808970172798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6812985808970172798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_19_archive.html#6812985808970172798' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-8990344923212147395</id><published>2008-10-18T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:26:07.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f378/XxDawny_VengeancexX/A7X/sighinamazement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f378/XxDawny_VengeancexX/A7X/sighinamazement.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that 6661 belt buckle Danial? Thats the one i want hahaha. And the blue hair. And that Jack Daniels shirt hes wearing. And dont you think his jeans looks like my black one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yohoho and a bottle of rum, where rum refers to downloads of somemore new songs from skillet and metallica and tenth avenue north (finally) and muse. Thank God for internet and those half illegal sites. And you know the school always says that downloading is bad... but nothing is being done to close down those sites. Weird huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I wanna new guitar bag before i take my bass home from church tomorrow. Those shoulder clips hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-8990344923212147395?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8990344923212147395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/8990344923212147395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_12_archive.html#8990344923212147395' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f378/XxDawny_VengeancexX/A7X/th_sighinamazement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-6295831235916071057</id><published>2008-10-17T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:30:20.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/3484/avengedsevenfold4tf2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/3484/avengedsevenfold4tf2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must have stabbed her fifty f*cking times, i cant believe it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/black-fire/BulletForMyValentine-LS08-060611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/black-fire/BulletForMyValentine-LS08-060611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my Valentine again, soaked in red for what she said, and now shes gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm pepper lunch with andreas yesterday evening, then went chinese garden today to watch calvin and his friends jam. I think if we form a band i got a picture of what it would be hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more nice pictures of a7x and b4mv man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/1919055702609165289-6295831235916071057?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6295831235916071057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/6295831235916071057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_12_archive.html#6295831235916071057' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-2393427982460968953</id><published>2008-10-16T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:25:45.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3c/Phil_Ivey2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3c/Phil_Ivey2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think if i watch more poker on youtube i might get addicted hahaha. Its damn amazing luh, to see those guys placing (some part of) their fortune on a pair of cards. The last video i saw, he (up there) won $1596000 US Dollars against another guy. And you know what? Both of them were bluffing each other. And the All-in was super shocking. Phil Ivey =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--Qap3VT_ZY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--Qap3VT_ZY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-2393427982460968953?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2393427982460968953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/2393427982460968953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_12_archive.html#2393427982460968953' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919055702609165289.post-4503996294213955320</id><published>2008-10-16T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:44:53.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SPcM5xAoUfI/AAAAAAAAACo/UPcxeN9oIR8/s1600-h/Kayla.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257685276526399986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SPcM5xAoUfI/AAAAAAAAACo/UPcxeN9oIR8/s320/Kayla.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zacky's girlfriend, or so its said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i dont get whats up with jonas brothers... i mean being addicted to them is okay lah. But you dont see my nick being like "i love a7x lots" or "a7x is my life" right. Zacky vengeance is different... hahaha. Seriously luh, jonas brothers... erm, you should get addicted to the band cos of their songs right not their looks... yeah and quoted from Dan : camp rock should be called camp pop cos the songs are all pop. Oh and dont buy albums... download them, save a whole lot of money and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since the above mentioned idiot (haha) is going to america for one month, i dont wanna work alone, so... weird haha. Or else someones wants to work with me then its okay. If not im gonna be so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded alot of jason mraz, paramore, and fallout boy yesterday. I heard a few other songs from jason mraz and deleted the whole album immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919055702609165289-4503996294213955320?l=radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4503996294213955320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919055702609165289/posts/default/4503996294213955320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radrvoansajalitoun.blogspot.com/2008_10_12_archive.html#4503996294213955320' title=''/><author><name>Derek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UWZ2G9xGvvM/SPcM5xAoUfI/AAAAAAAAACo/UPcxeN9oIR8/s72-c/Kayla.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
