<?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-12298990</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:22:36.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's stone for this moment...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115601289837693764</id><published>2006-08-20T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:41:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>blogspot giving me lots of problem. BB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stonewedgy.livejournal.com"&gt;http://stonewedgy.livejournal.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115601289837693764?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115601289837693764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115601289837693764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115601289837693764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115601289837693764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/08/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115384685775657683</id><published>2006-07-26T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:00:57.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;IBM concert in 4 days time.&lt;br /&gt;excited? not excited? excited? not excited?&lt;br /&gt;hope is at its best and sales will look good.&lt;br /&gt;stress man. if ibm concert not good,&lt;br /&gt;like I never do a good job on my part. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to stella &amp; dione! : )&lt;br /&gt;"old woman" said old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115384685775657683?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115384685775657683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115384685775657683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115384685775657683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115384685775657683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/excited.html' title='excited?'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115362636929839471</id><published>2006-07-23T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T11:49:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workload = Sian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm going to grumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FW coursebook, FW Ca3, MMR abt 40pg report, DMA interactive cd-rom, LSC Ca2, WEATH Ca3, OM exam, LSC exam, MMR exam, ConB exam, WEATH Ca4, IBM concert, misc. stuff related to concert, SA concert, NBC concert, going to India, need to sell tickets and many other more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the next 1 month. Mostly by just next week. SIANZ!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can imagine how many sleepless nights I'm going to go through but I like to sleep a lot. how? haiz! I miss the restless days. I still can't believe some people still think that poly students are always less busy, more slack than jc students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL of rubbish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115362636929839471?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115362636929839471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115362636929839471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115362636929839471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115362636929839471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/workload-sian.html' title='Workload = Sian'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115358254764715219</id><published>2006-07-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:35:47.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat &amp; cut at JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;JB today with ahjuan,stella,juliet,shirley,jenny,brandon &amp; chiuhao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To fill our stomachs and to cut my irritating hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Didn't like my hair now though, it looked kiddish. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Nvm. since we're playing children's march, it fits the theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, we had fooood with a gigantic sugar cane drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Thought I won't finish but the sting ray was too spicy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I can't really handle spicy food. sianz. I know it tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Went back home, I had my durians. wooohooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;but it's time to chiong all the work left since i'm going to watch concert tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz. sianz. sianz. sianz. why must IBM be next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;and it so happen that concerts are always on the busiest week that I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Btw, when I was at 7-11 just now, a guy was paying at the counter when he started to look beside where he zoomed into the vibrator ring. he looked and looked then he told the cashier, "I want a CARTON", which he only meant those left on the shelf in the box which was only two. then the cashier started to burst out LAUGHING! omg, that was so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was behind the guy somemore. hahahahahhaz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115358254764715219?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115358254764715219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115358254764715219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115358254764715219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115358254764715219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/eat-cut-at-jb.html' title='Eat &amp; cut at JB'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115341414787641973</id><published>2006-07-21T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:59:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promoting IBM Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IBM_Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IBM_Final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Polytechnic&lt;/span&gt; presents their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24th&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Believe in Music (IBM)&lt;/span&gt;" concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Taking place in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SP convention centre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29th July 06 (sat) 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead by conductor &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr. Leonard Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing songs like '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spring March&lt;/span&gt;',&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Noah's Ark&lt;/span&gt;', '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Music for a Festival&lt;/span&gt;',&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Omens of love&lt;/span&gt;' and many &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115341414787641973?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115341414787641973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115341414787641973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115341414787641973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115341414787641973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/promoting-ibm-concert.html' title='Promoting IBM Concert'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115341306070139843</id><published>2006-07-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:01:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/2006_0714DMC2A05DMA14July20060012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/2006_0714DMC2A05DMA14July20060012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a class photo. before our dma presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/2006_0714DMC2A05DMA14July20060017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/2006_0714DMC2A05DMA14July20060017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and this is my group. I cannot stand my face. hahahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115341306070139843?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115341306070139843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115341306070139843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115341306070139843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115341306070139843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/presentation-photos.html' title='Presentation photos'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115238283964972870</id><published>2006-07-09T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:23:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hong Kong trip 18/6-23/6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;with jiaming, yongwei, shirley, amelia, xuechun, juliet, stella, mario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/RSCN3326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/RSCN3326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000964.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115238283964972870?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115238283964972870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115238283964972870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115238283964972870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115238283964972870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-photos.html' title='some photos'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115238020860844322</id><published>2006-07-09T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:16:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concertss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Btw, yesterday went to SASMB concert at VCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was good but didn't think that was their best. but liked "Simple Gifts".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ordered beer. I drank. juliet, brandon and JAMES DRANK! hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My face as usual turned stella and james even more mario. WAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt hot after that. Got home and slept with my socks on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;No wonder I smelt like garbage in the morning but still refused to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I literally slept till late afternoon and woke up for NJCSB Etude XXXl concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Arriving late as usual. 1 hour late meeting james, gl and jess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ate and bought flowers. Felt weird carrying it actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Entered the concert hall and here come njcsb band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I loved their concert although the previous 'band-its' was disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The first half took nearly an hour with just three songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Scheherazade" was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Armenian Dances Pt2" &amp;amp; "FFXtravaganza" were my fav!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love FFX so much. Love the game. Love the song more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then got perc. ensemble and stage band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The slow dance, one of the girl burst out laughing. Sianz. Spoiler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Car Wash" was their mass dance. Always thought the song is sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The concert ended with them playing their school song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It always like that and all the students will stand up. HAhahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After that went Lau Pa Sat eat. HONG KONG dim sum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jess had her wish to take photos with Milo Peng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Simply tired and off we went home in a taxi. Taxi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow must start on dma and om projects. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I want to score good but I very lazy to do so. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115238020860844322?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115238020860844322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115238020860844322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115238020860844322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115238020860844322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/concertss.html' title='Concertss'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-115202848276877021</id><published>2006-07-04T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:21:22.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on hk trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Simply lazy... I shall find one very free day to update on the hk trip. BUSY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-115202848276877021?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/115202848276877021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=115202848276877021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115202848276877021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/115202848276877021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/07/update-on-hk-trip.html' title='Update on hk trip'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114951937721820102</id><published>2006-06-05T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:56:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;It's like the third day of the supposedly 'holidays'. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But E-learning just sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It appears that I have more workload than normal school days. And knowing that I will be really busy in the second term, I have to do a lot of catching up and revision during this 'holiday'. But then again, second week has ibm camp and third week, I'm going hong kong for six long days and this means I'm left with week one which happens to be the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucky E-learning week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. See, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E-learning week just sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, last Friday was the end of everything in Term 1. I'm glad I survived through since I put a lot more time in band and have to work through nights for studies. I did not &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well for such a long time, which was why the past two days, most of my time was given to my bed. It's fortunate to be able to sleep so don't say I just like to sleep everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's my first official break on Saturday? sian. I worked for my parents. I did mention it's hard labour work. Instead of going to Sentosa to relax and tan, I tanned at the workplace. Sun was blazing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOT!&lt;/span&gt; And my hands was freaking numb and tired. I really regret playing the 'game' at dms the day before. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;karma&lt;/span&gt;! I hitted so hardly on every single one until my hand like so red and before I knew it, my mother asked me to work the next morning when I got back home. Argh. Double the pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did enjoy after work when I met up with darren to go Marina eat steamboat with the others. It's been so long since I went there to eat. I like prawns. I like food. My tummy felt so bloated after the meal. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's another 2kg to my weight. How? I realised for the past seven weeks, I didn't really go out a lot but my allowance got used up everyweek. This simply means the money went purely to food and drinks. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band tomorrow. Haiz, I'm really scared that I will not improve again. My strong motivation of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; playing the eupho well&lt;/span&gt; seems to fade away a little this few weeks. Perhaps, I need &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;new goals&lt;/span&gt;. I gotta think about it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I made amendments to my last entry seeing nic's tag. Nonono. Cannot ostracize me. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114951937721820102?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114951937721820102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114951937721820102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114951937721820102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114951937721820102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/06/sucks.html' title='Sucks'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114917075150746083</id><published>2006-06-01T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:04:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All the tests and projects were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Apparently, some are not done yet but I'm writing in advance. I just feel like blogging it and believing that it's the end already. Anyway, back to doing and revising for the last time before holidays start. Yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hong Kong trip is confirm!&lt;/span&gt; I'm happy. On the other hand, I'm also quite disappointed that I miss a good chance in helping out as a production assistant because of the schedule. Haiz. Never mind, I'm going hk, too bad, not cruise also, haiz. Hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114917075150746083?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114917075150746083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114917075150746083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114917075150746083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114917075150746083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/06/everything-over.html' title='Everything over'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114822305083113232</id><published>2006-05-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:50:50.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In between a long MMR projects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just a few updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sweden trip is officially cancelled. Damn sad. It's something that I look forward to and it made me so committed to the band. Now it's over, suddenly felt so lost, nvm, at least it did make me think of what I wanted to be in the remaining SP years. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A band freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I will be just like another regular guy who's  committed to his CCA and get good academic results and graduate. Hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now that a holiday in June is no more, I got to think of how I am going to spend those days. Perhaps, a short trip to near places like taiwan, bangkok, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hong kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, etc. That will be nice and I really pray that this time round it will be a success. Then, it will be the first time I go oversea with friends excluding teachers! Yes. Looks like being 18 is good as my parents allow because of that. Hopefully .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Anyway, it's been a tiring and tough week. Finally, an end to LSC and ConB written test. At least a B+ for both or else I will be depress. DMA on-camera presentation was also over! I felt so retarded speaking with high energy level to air. MMR project still along the way. OM &amp; FW test coming soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How to write a feature story with so many words? The most I written was just secondary school composition which required like 1/3 of the minimum now. The thing was that it always cracked my entire brain to just write one single composition in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENGLISH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Argh! Finally, editing of 'Tiramisu' into a trailer. I hate final cut pro. Haiz. Or is it I dislike all the softwares learn so far, adobe photoshop, macromedia flash, etc. Maybe I just suck at it so I refuse to learn and love it. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Lastly, just helped to shift, erm..., perhaps not, just tidy the newly renovated bandroom. No more walking to mlt2 from business block from tuesday onwards. Yes! I like the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curtain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing in the bandroom, it seems like we must have an opening and closing ceromony every practices to allow us to have our instruments. So ritual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;However, I think is very hard to maintain. The carpet easily gets dusty and just see the outside of the bandroom, it is extremely dirty especially beside a field. Haiz. By the way, new bandroom equals new rules too. The key system is quite troublesome. I like the rule of no slacking and socialing time in bandroom (including sleeping and just chit chatting). Like what lao ban said, the bandroom is for everyone to make and enjoy good music together, it's a bandroom, not a club room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And again, I got to say. Band is like a place to gain weight for me. Haiz. Argh! OMG! It is eating and eating every now and then. Luckily I only pick up the habit of going supper with band friends in year 2 or else I will be like a typical pig now. But I'm progressing. Oh yah, sat after tidying up, we went to JP to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's this ice cream store called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;'Scoops'&lt;/span&gt;. Jenny was so brave to keep asking for samples to try. I think we got tried at least 7 flavours before we actually started to buy. HAahz. Mango and Mocha flavours together taste weird. And I refused to try the cone that night. Anyway, tiring day for all, poor uncle daniel had to carry that big uncle-ish plastic bag with the cooking material for the food bazzar (I carried an oven that time) from Boon Lay stop all the way to Pasir Ris. It sounded fun. Hahahz! More fun than to Jurong East. Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Enough updates. Nothing much actually, just that I'm long-winded. Sianz. MMR again. Before I end, I saw this in juliet's blog, 'Horny condoms people'. What a name! HAhaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114822305083113232?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114822305083113232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114822305083113232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114822305083113232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114822305083113232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-between-long-mmr-projects.html' title='In between a long MMR projects...'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114762605118622351</id><published>2006-05-15T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:27:35.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I should be doing my work now but I'm just really bored. I started all the way from noon and uptil now, only a small fraction of work was done. I should have just start from night. There's lsc and fw assignments, mmr research and surveys, dma script and lsc/cb test. Holy shit. Still have band activities line up for like the entire week. I need to find time to sleep during lectures, hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;extremely down&lt;/span&gt; now. Very down. I'm really afraid that the Sweden trip will be cancel. It's like countdown six weeks to the trip and this thing must happens. I understand that some people might have financial difficulties but things can be work out. That's why we have many fund-raising projects, that's why some people trying to find ways to borrow, that's why some people go for part time work and there's so many 'that's why'. But I really find it a waste to give up just like that unless I never practise hard at all for the past few months and participate in all the fund-raising projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This is the first time I'm so determine in accomplising something and I have put in so much effort for it. I even went down on sat for own self practise, be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;optimistic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about the trip, still telling myself everything will be fine. I'm not giving up till the last minute. I have been looking forward for a period of time and how can all these become just a dream!? Of course, naturally, one will feel damn angry and piss, seeing all my effort and time wasted just like that. Who will think, "I try and pray harder next time." Disappointed. I'm still carrying some hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PLEASE! I don't want just a nice period of dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Taken by Jenny on sat after a long day of self practise (I actually stayed in mlt2 for 7hrs)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dinner at Galilee &amp; Friends Cafe at Cine, playing the boring blocks of wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We are people with dreams and ambitions that never give up upon any setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;Glad my friends around are the same. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just rock, aren't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114762605118622351?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114762605118622351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114762605118622351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114762605118622351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114762605118622351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/fear-of-dreaming.html' title='Fear of dreaming'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114727987495905259</id><published>2006-05-11T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:58:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Euphoguys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Image218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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We have to take Business Class now which means all of us have to fork out a lot more. I don't want all our efforts gone :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114727987495905259?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114727987495905259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114727987495905259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114727987495905259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114727987495905259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-euphoguys.html' title='3 Euphoguys'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114685253788547380</id><published>2006-05-06T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:08:57.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired x 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm very tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's only the 3rd week of school and I'm feeling a little stress. Let's see, 5th week there is scripting and on-camera presentation. Oh damn, need to wear formal again and speak good english. It's going to be so uncomfortable for me. Torture. 6th week, need to submit the survey questionnaire that needs so much research work done. Group project. Follow by 7th week which I have to submit a trailer of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tiramisu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't like editing and I don't like IT software because I suck at it. Not forgetting common tests in between. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The best/worst thing is that I have not started any of it. How I love weekend, can give me time to complete my work. I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's just 7 more weeks to Sweden competition. I'm feeling the pressure. I don't like high nor low notes but it takes time to clear the mistakes. Now, the problem is I don't really have a lot of time. Argh, I don't want to spend so much money just to screw up everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having good dreams lately, how we did well in Sweden, doing proud for the country, school and myself. Then during ibm concert, we will proudly announce our achievement and once again, we will perform what we did in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and let miracle happen again. Okay, I'm really dreaming and thinking too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just remember next Wedenesday and the following one, there's a band carnival going on at foodcourt 5 there. It's one of the fund raising programme for the sweden trip. There are really people who need the money so do come and support. A brass quintet and several performances will be line up on that afternoon and not forgetting food stalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fund raising programme will be car washing. Hahaz, I'm gonna wash car for some lecturers, maybe. That will be really interesting. Please throw in official band practices, sectionals and self practices time. I'm packed! Very packed! Can't even spare time for people to date me, hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just read sp website, poly 50 coming again. Omg, time really flies damn fast. I've been in sp for so long and in sp band too. And just found out that andrew from 02 was an eupho/tuba player too. I played tuba then to eupho! None of the year 1 this year is from dmc and my batch only got me and kmiang even though quite a number of bandies in our batch. Or else, we can all share the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAND  &gt;  STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (study is more important but it seems like the time spent is reverse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really quite  tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114685253788547380?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114685253788547380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114685253788547380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The guys taking with the dear birthday girl! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(taken from dong's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114645524751895913?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114645524751895913/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114642477057308568</id><published>2006-05-01T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:40:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots taken in F.O Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Band F.O Camp. The early birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Say 'Cheeese'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just some randon shots. The first one was 'Overture'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Two guys having fun for a forfeit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I liked this picture. The only one that got me, zy and jm. Eupho rulez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The last photo to be posted up. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Classic&lt;/span&gt;. Need a caption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad photographer. Many of the shots I took are blurred because my hands shiver like most of the time when I took a picture. Sianz. had a great time in the camp but I look more forward to ibm and md camps. Next year, f.o camp is my turn to be station master. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114642477057308568?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114642477057308568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114642477057308568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114642477057308568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114642477057308568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/shots-taken-in-fo-camp.html' title='Shots taken in F.O Camp'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114642113964230167</id><published>2006-05-01T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:18:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band F.O Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Band F.O Camp!&lt;/span&gt; It was just so damn tiring yet fun to some extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The schedule wrote report at 10.30 and I reached at about noon. I just like my bed too much, apart from the tiring day before, straight lectureS, band to around ten plus, reaching home at twelve midnight and survivor. Anyway, it's still better than ice-breaking games, I've never like to participate in it. I was surprised to see many freshmen actually :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After those games, it was captain's ball. Btw, my group was called 'Overture'. Nothing special though except for our unpleasing cheer to the ears. We ended our cheer with a chord, a super out of tune one. Painful. Our first match was with the seniors. Lose. It was so damn exhausting to run around catching the ball. And my foot hurts! If I played with the slippers on, the side of my foot sure will get blisters so I played bare footed and it turned out with blisters under my feet. Very big ones. Therefore I wore back the slippers and it caused the blisters to burst. This was when it hurts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Right now, I had two big ones and two small ones. Walking was hard but I just carried on playing for the games later. I was considered minor already. There was this year one called Darren, injured, and had to go hospital. Sad case. It was supposed to be a fun camp for him. In the end, I think my group came in third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Straight to the last game of the f.o camp, Murderer, which was just a series of game stations. It was quite fun and I thought it would be even better if there's no blisters on me so that I would have more energy to move around the whole school. The first clue knocked us down! We took nearly 2 hours to get there. "Versace of the building", most probably design area but we just couldn't find it. Haiz. Anyway, I thought it was the most fun of all the stations that my group went because it was simply just washing up and getting wet and dirty. The hose always played a part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Next, to the stadium, we had a long time there too because of the alumnus. Hahahz! And jiaming had to do a lap dance on brenden. We moved on to food court 2 for our next station, the one that I most pissed of at. We spent whole lot of time down there looking for one freaking clue on one freaking person. And it’s definitely from there, everyone started to get tired. It’s like the third station out of nine after 5-6 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The only clue I found really make sense was ‘so near yet so far’. One thing I just couldn’t figure out. Kept thinking of hints, discussion going on and eventually thought it’s a clear hint so think of another hints. Cycle just go on. Finally, the last hint given was, “a thing that fly, a bookworm”. What’s so difficult about it? It was a 100% clear hint. Does it mean the hints they thought earlier on were even more transparent? I don’t think so just that different minds think differently. Haiz. Btw, bird is not a thing. It was definitely a very bad and easy hint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Game continued, to here and there and finally the whole game ended at around two with no groups completing. I think we came in third again. Hahaz! Too bad, not everyone get to hear our ‘wonderful’ cheer. Oh dear! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ooooOO -  VVeeerrRR – tUUREEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Thrashing time. Argh, because of the spsu, we had to walk a freaking long way to our dormitory and walking back the same route over and over again until their night walk was over. Why must we compromise? Can’t they do so? They can always take out that small route they planned at mlt2 unless they are not quick enough to think and change. And I believed that we could actually play even longer but just because of the ‘scary and frightening’ ambience that wanted to create. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt; clubs had wonderful night walks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;No choice. I still need to bathe after getting so dirty after the game. Had to walk through a long pathetic route, must walk to the top floor then to the other side walked back to the first floor. The worst thing was it was extremely dark at the staircase area. I considered myself quite blind when I’m in the dark. Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Haiz. Done showering, went back to the room to have a nice rest before heading to Clementi with jiaming and weiliang at five in the morning to have breakfast. I could see that many of us were feeling restless already, I was freaking tired. At the coffee shop, there was this auntie across my vision. She was playing with poker cards, talking to ‘someone’ all by herself for quite sometime. Must have been gambling a lot until her mind went something wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Back to school, took my bag, to mlt 2. Ronald was down there sleeping on one level. Asked him to go dormitory to sleep, he said okay and he moved two levels up and went sleeping. Told him  a few times and he just moved like some distance again and again until nearing the exit area. Hahaz! After that, just went off. I took to Chinese Garden and from there I walked home. It took me so long to walk home. The blisters starting to hurt. Reached home, applied medication and slept all the way to evening. Zzzz! Luckily tomorrow is public holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114642113964230167?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114642113964230167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114642113964230167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114642113964230167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114642113964230167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/band-fo-camp.html' title='Band F.O Camp'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114605929041309018</id><published>2006-04-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:57:08.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Learnt about surveys on tuesday during MMR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The same night, I got asked by a surveyor for some financial plans. I was kind-hearted enough to stop and listen to her because at that point, I started to think, I'm going to do surveys very soon for MMR project. I felt bad if I just ignored her. It was very late at night like about eleven and the surveyors were still there looking for their potential customers. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally, I booked my basic driving theory test today with Juan Hui. It's going to be on 14th June. I'm feeling pessimistic. Sure fail one. It's so fast that I can already imagine myself driving a car like maybe one year later and like one year ago, I was still a school leaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is huge. Talking about change, last year, I'd been to town for like quite often after school. Having fun and simply just spending money were like the routine. Now, I just feel like going band or go home to sleep. Some will think it's sad but I'm optimistic about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8-9 weeks to Sweden which means to the competition. I'm very worry now. I must do well, it's for myself too. At least, I feel the sense of accomplishment or else what's the use of going. I remembered the worst was 'Metro Gnome', I was simply just 'acting' a performance. Sianz. That was bad. I'm bad. I just sucked for that, no wonder got someone said I sux, hahahz! but, I changed anyway. hahaz! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like new things over old ones just like how I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;'Spring March'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over 'Noah's Ark' now. Anyway, it's all better than chinese spring overture. hahahahahaz! It never interest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114605929041309018?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114605929041309018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114605929041309018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114605929041309018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114605929041309018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114563812998749203</id><published>2006-04-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:04:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was drove to NUH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This morning I took taxi to school thinking that I might be late for rajan's lecture if I took the train. What luck I had. I said, "Singapore Polytechnic", so clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yet, he drove me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NUH (National University Hospital)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The worst was that he just charged me according to the meter. Bad day. School was tiring too. First day in the week that I felt so sleepy in different classes especially dma and understanding weather (maybe it was cross cultural or accents and slangs because I simply cannot figure out what the lecturer says).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Band practice today. The freshmen were here. Pretty sad that only two new eupho players came. The band like so crowded today and the sound was like bad since it's the first day when everyone of different standard and sound played together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Firstly, I always believe in this, noise + music = more noise. Secondly, why man like to make a big fuss over small minor things that happen in their circles, which just simply make no sense. Enough. I should care and think about my ownself. That's more worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;One last thing, I've been eating Mac after band practices late at night just because I was so hungry. However, everytime after that, I felt too full even though it's less than a meal. Haiz. How? So stressful and tiring even just by eating a meal. Band and study, I still no confident in any of them, must cope. Sianz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114563812998749203?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114563812998749203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114563812998749203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114563812998749203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114563812998749203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-drove-to-nuh.html' title='I was drove to NUH'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114554697532390420</id><published>2006-04-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:35:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1 as YR 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's been almost one week of the new school term and also being a 2nd year student. The feeling is so great, seeing others experience the same thing that I went through a year ago. As I expected, second year is going to be busy and different, seeing all the module overviews and the activities line up for me. Faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our timetable is so 'good' that we already have terms like rajan's day, ms kwa's day, sheila's day. Friday is so bad that from nine in the morning, we have lessons to five with only an hour break at noon, which is also the time that we will probably find no seats in any dining place. Faint again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the new term looks good, it is seldom to see the whole class punctual for morning lessons and also, for all other lessons. I was shocked that I didn't feel tire at all sitting through all the lessons so far except dma which should be the most interesting. Just feel so sleepy watching the matrix. Hahaz. I actually like legal system and contracts, unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone talking about it, Ms Kwa actually read students' blogs. I thought it's rather scary although blogs are meant to be view by the public. Hello. Luckily, I am very careful in my entries so as to not offend anybody, anything I can just engage in gossip sessions, straight to the point and more clear. Hahaz. Blogs are just so nice to read anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside studies, I'd been involving in band too. It's so weird. Last year, I still can say, "I go watch movie or I go out with my friends, I have this and that, etc." which was why my attendance last year not very good also. It's the period that I like to skip band practices. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, so different, I changed. Tuesday was band practice. Wednesday spent almost the entire day at the band booth for cca openhouse and did play a little after that, thursday had my own self practice, Friday will have another practice and Saturday should be sectional. Argh but nobody force me, just want to put in more effort now especially when I'm year 2, I should be more responsible for myself. I regret calling kaymiang a freak last time, I think I am too. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm a FREAK,&lt;br /&gt;maybe not, just DELICATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114554697532390420?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114554697532390420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114554697532390420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114554697532390420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114554697532390420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/week-1-as-yr-2.html' title='Week 1 as YR 2'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114519863211689959</id><published>2006-04-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:01:35.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sing and I sick and I work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I went to K Box at Marina Square on Good Friday with Jessica and Guangliang. Although it's a little expensive, we got a big room! At first, I thought it was perhaps the waiting room, how can it be such a big room that can fill with twenty over people for only the three of us? But, when they started serving the tidbits, it was like omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be having this room. There's even a pool table and cushions. And I thought it's pretty shiok to place a chair a metre away from the screen and sing from there. And it's pretty weird to know that there were some people looking outside everytime they walked by. Why the three of them having such a big room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just walked around in circles around the area, BIG circles and we ended our day by eating the famous tangyuans at Clementi. So nice. However, the next day when I woke up, I just kept coughing and coughing. My throat hurts badly. I shouldn't have gone singing yesterday even though my throat was already not feeling well. Now, it worsen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMAGE_121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a boring weekend. My mom wanted to be at their workplace to help. I did but unwillingly. Can you imagine standing at one place for the whole day, getting nails out of wood planks and killing mosquitos around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's hard labour work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But it's over and I got paid, I can use it to buy a new mouthpiece for myself, yeah! Now I have to survive the whole semester with only one hundred plus in my account together with allowance. Hard. School starting tomorrow after nearly two months and it's Rajan's Day from eight to three. Sianz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114519863211689959?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114519863211689959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114519863211689959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114519863211689959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114519863211689959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-sing-and-i-sick-and-i-work.html' title='I sing and I sick and I work'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114487052042956427</id><published>2006-04-13T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T03:45:41.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm falling sick. I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;McPheever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;but seriously my throat hurts and I have been drinking litres of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114487052042956427?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114487052042956427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114487052042956427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114487052042956427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114487052042956427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114486934326754477</id><published>2006-04-13T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T03:48:47.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Weekend Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I went to Bangkok for a weekend trip with my sister and her colleagues but most of the time was just me and my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000524.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000519.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to shopping areas like Platinum, Siam Discovery Center, Siam Center, Siam Square and night markets. I got myself a bag, a couple of t-shirts and jeans, etc. It was so tiring to shop around especially when it was a big area and I was just confused whether I had been the same shop before. That was all for the shopping part because I had limited money for expenditure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;First night, my sister brought me to watch their famous cabaret show. It was fantastic and seriously, I had never seen so many gorgeous ‘ladies’ in my life before. Though the stage was pretty small, but the ambience and lighting were all of standard. It was quite worth spending over forty Sing dollars just to watch this one hour show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The host started by welcoming the audiences with different languages and you could repeatedly hear her said, “Ladies and gentlemen” at the start of almost every sentences with that Thai English slang. Basically, I think the show was probably showing cultures of different countries although some parts I didn’t really get it. There was one lady which looked exactly like Fiona Xie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000543.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000540.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the Hollywood part with Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson and Tina Turner, probably the most entertaining part. With songs like ‘Bad’ and ‘Proud Mary’, the crowd was like moving along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There were two other enjoyable and funny performances by the same lady as a Geisha. She was probably the manliest lady of all. With the geisha move and voice, it did a lot of eye movement with the guy audience in front. Another performance when she was singing halfway, the song was purposely turned off to her real voice, a damn low one. That was seriously amusing at that point of time. She’s definitely an entertainer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000574.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I enjoyed another Japanese section with a song performance. She was singing the last part of Enka which SP Band just played at the last IBM concert. It was memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last one, with instruments! They were trombones, horns, trumpets like a brass group. And they were wearing that while playing. Imagine band members have to wear like that when playing. Hahaz. By the way, those wearing black and white should be real guys so actually it was quite disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000594.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000604.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000601.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000599.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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;End of cabaret show. It was eye opening. It was like a must see show when one comes to Bangkok, as my sister said. My sister also brought me to another show, very sleazy and x-rated and gay. Their Go Go Boy show. Hahahz! I also don’t know what to say, just shocking. Next time, I think my sister will bring me to the girl version and Thai-boxing. They are sort of well known with all these. In Singapore, it will always be impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After the cabaret show, we were actually planning to go to RCA, a place like our Clarke quay with clubs. It was very happening there, from one end to the other end, it was just filled with many rich young good-looking people. Too bad. My sister didn’t know that their age limit was 20 thus she could not bring me in. Thought my first time clubbing will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Therefore, my sister suggested in watching the show so we took a taxi down. We didn’t get to the doorstep so she had to find. Then we came across a happening alley and you could see all the shops’ name which suggested that it might be there. My sister came to watch two years ago so she could not remember the place very well too. We walked in and all the guys were pulling us into their shops, many of them should be male prostitutes. Then my sister told me, “You hold my hand and pretend to be my boyfriend.” I did and we walked to one end realizing that the place was wrong so we had to walk back again. We escaped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Finally, my sister found the place called Jupiter which she felt that it was a more standard one rather than those just now that we came across which don’t seem too safe. We entered and took a seat at about one meter away from the stage. The show was already showing halfway and it was just men with only towels. My sister started to tell me about her experience back then and it was exactly the same, be it the emcee speech or music, exactly the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was funny when the emcee started to introduce the last part because my sister imitated what and how the speech would go before that. “For the first time, 4 in 1,” just the sentence alone was humorous, after two years with the same thing, it was still first time. Hahahz! It was just four guys showering and touching naked. I also don’t know what to do, if look around, it was just a crowd of many gay couples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then the show ended. It was parading time. My sister told me that many of them were actually straight and they have no choice as this was a way to earn quick money to provide for their family or education. They had this number tag on them and it was up to the crowd, be it guy or girl, to rent them for a night. It is quite miserable that doing this is their only way of survival. The parading one actually quite disgusting, where got so big until the brief is too small to cover, sticking out. My sister said, “Sure got injection one!” Hahahaz! End.That's my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We moved on to the night market and along the street, it was all kind of pubs. Their doors were opened and I looked in. So many bar top dancing going on. The girls were wearing very few pieces and just danced around poles, applied to most of the bar, just different color bras. Hahahaz! Then some bars had really good dancers, I saw one with a guy and a girl dancing together on top and their dancing was hot! By the way, “My Hump” is really popular there because I heard it everywhere. They got Guo Mei Mei - Bu Pa Bu Pa also. Hahahz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That was enough for one night. It was shocking enough to experience all that. Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The next day, nothing much besides walking around and had Thai massage. I could feel my body cracking while massaging. The back one was nice because I think I got back problem so after all the massaging, it felt great. Although it was ticklish and painful at areas, the massage nearly made me feel asleep halfway. By the way, they were playing Jay Chou music while doing the massage. My sister asked the lady, “You know who this is?” She exclaimed, “Jay Chou! Very popular here.” My friend so popular there. Hahahz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That was my weekend there. In Singapore, I would probably be sleeping whole day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Now. I’m looking for the Sweden trip! Just two more months! Time flies pretty quickly, a month ago, Dubai and two months later, Sweden! I am starting to think of how I am going to spend the 17 hours on air, or 34 including the return flight. For Dubai, I was lucky to survive through 7 hours on the seat and for only 2 hours for Bangkok, I was already cursing. My butt hurts! How?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Very excited about the Gothenburg Music Festival, the workshop with James, Faidhi, Daniel, Adeline, the competition moment, IBM concert, IBM camp, practices. Haiz, all band related. I look forward to being a 2nd year student because it seems like I am going to graduate soon too! Band does not equal to no life, must understand who those who don't. Hahahz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114486934326754477?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114486934326754477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114486934326754477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114486934326754477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114486934326754477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/bangkok-weekend-trip.html' title='Bangkok Weekend Trip'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114425450587698770</id><published>2006-04-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:28:26.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking out for school</title><content type='html'>It's weird!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many things going on, there's feature writing, legal system &amp;amp; contracts, mass media research and all the writing stuff. It's gotta be whole lot of assignments and projects. Adding on, committement to the band, it's another half of my energy and time given away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to prepare for the Sweden trip, settle everything on ibm concert and there's still this band carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting about the Connect programme which we have to work on publicity. and all this is going to happen within two months. By the way, I think is just 11 weeks to the trip and only one piece is finalized. There's still ibm pieces to take care of. Oh dear, there's definitely a lot of three practices within a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fine, I just have to learn how to stay through night and be able to work. There's had been some cases where I would just fell asleep and my team mates kept calling me but failed to wake me up. Hahahahz, however, I managed to complete somehow everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, so must struggle from monday to tuesday then wednesday replenish sleep before starting to struggle from thursday again. hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Bangkok this friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114425450587698770?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114425450587698770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114425450587698770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114425450587698770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114425450587698770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/looking-out-for-school.html' title='Looking out for school'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114391831335510948</id><published>2006-04-02T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T03:05:14.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TVXQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hmv.com.hk/product_images/622741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hmv.com.hk/product_images/622741.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am short of cash now but I want this album. Someone please buy for me. The song 'One' is stucked in my head. Poor dog has to listen to jap and band music like Noah's Ark. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me ga sameru sono tabi&lt;br /&gt;Mimi ga iru sono koto wo tashikameru&lt;br /&gt;Ano koro no boku ni wa ienakatta&lt;br /&gt;Kotoba ga afurete itaiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naze boku wo yurusu no?&lt;br /&gt;Nandomo kimi wo namida ni shizumeta noni&lt;br /&gt;Hohoemi kaesu no ga kotaenandane&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou  Soreshika ienai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll lay my love on you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don’t wanna lose it now&lt;br /&gt;Just one, my only one&lt;br /&gt;Moudonna kaze ni fukurete&lt;br /&gt;Mayoisou ni nattatte&lt;br /&gt;Tatta hitotsu tatta hitori  Kimi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mada sasayaku kokoro&lt;br /&gt;Hontou ni aishi tsuzukerareruka, to&lt;br /&gt;Kanashimi kara saki ni wakeaetane&lt;br /&gt;Kimi shika dekinai sonna koto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eien to nazukeyou&lt;br /&gt;Namae no nai ai wo&lt;br /&gt;Just one futari de&lt;br /&gt;Moudonna kotoba mo iranai&lt;br /&gt;Sono hitomi ni chikaou&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no soba ni isasete  Zutto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiisana kisekitachi ga&lt;br /&gt;Bokutachi wo musubi awasetanda  Kitto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this love to be true&lt;br /&gt;Ushienai kimi wo&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, my baby baby you&lt;br /&gt;Boku no subete wo kakete&lt;br /&gt;Kimi dake no sora ni niji wo kake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114391831335510948?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114391831335510948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114391831335510948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114391831335510948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114391831335510948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/tvxq.html' title='TVXQ'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114391647576617325</id><published>2006-04-02T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:42:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a visitor in my house for the past few days. He accompanied me and I accompanied him. He slept with me and also watched television programme with me. I gave him what I ate and I showered him with all the care that I could give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a DOG. I called him Lucky. On Wednesday morning, I was disturbed by the barking noise of the dog. It was irritating, I thought it was from other floors but to my surprised, I saw a dog in the balcony. When did we actually own a dog!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother explained to me that he was found wandering on the expressway and he decided to bring back instead. At least, for the next few days, we could take care of him while helping him to find its owner. In the end, I supposed the one that was really taking care of the dog was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day, it kept jumping onto me and my brother and he licked me. He kept following me wherever I go and was so afraid that I leave him alone. My sister called him a gay doggy because he does not go over to my sister or my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed the most hectic and frustrating part were to clear his pee and shit. I guessed he was not home trained or else he would not go peeing around the house. Smelly and yellowish. Still, he did the same thing and I am the one clearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is spoilt. He does not eat the dog food that was bought for him. I have to cook for him or give him my food. One night, I bought supper and I gave him all the meat. I ended up eating vegetables and rice. Damn sad. When I sad supper, it also mean the only meal I had throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go out and buy food as the dog will keep barking and panicking. The only time when I ate was when my parents were back in the night or I went for band. It was only when I had no choice I would leave him alone. It actually took me some time to trick him into the balcony before I could go for band the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could keep him walking around the house instead but I was wrong. I opened the door and he ran away to other floors and I had to go catch him back. Not just one time, there had been cases when he ran to other floors and actually pee at other people door and staircase. I had to clear it and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I think once he mistaken the door and kept banging on the door of the other. I got him and heard someone attend to the door. I pulled the dog after chaining him and ran as fast as I could. It was as if I did something bad and had to run for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the first day, I have never had a pet before in my entire life. Now, I was expected to take care of a dog just like that. It was bad for me. It had to rain with thunder and constructions on other floors going on. The dog got so scared that it kept barking away and jumped onto me, wanting me to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a special bond between me and the dog these few days. Although I enjoyed it, I cannot stand that he was taking up all my time which include sleeping time. I was disturbed by him every night and I only got to sleep like after three. Then, he had to wake me up early in the morning like six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only irritating part about the dog. He was really cute though. He was so active the first day but became as lazy after that as he would sleep with me whenever I slept. A dog reflects its owner, whom I was his temporary owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship is going to end by this week as I told my brother that the dog has to go no matter what. We cannot possibly leave him alone in the house almost everyday from now onwards. When I went out and came back, he was like panicking and I had to clam him down for sometime before he is back to his usual state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine him alone in the house. He will just bark panicky and end up panting vigorously just by jumping and jumping at the door, hoping that we will return. Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was definitely a beautiful encounter that I had during this holiday. I believe this is the same as having someone special entering into your life. It is not a girl, a special friend or new people. It was a dog, man best friend. Definitely something that I will remember always. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000512.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000505.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/P1000503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114391647576617325?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114391647576617325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114391647576617325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114391647576617325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114391647576617325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/beautiful-encounter.html' title='Beautiful Encounter'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114357042514578763</id><published>2006-03-29T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:27:05.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a poor boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dislike school holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It makes me even POORER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Money is always flowing out and it is going to be empty soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How to survive?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[i must practice harder now]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114357042514578763?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114357042514578763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114357042514578763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114357042514578763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114357042514578763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/confession-of-poor-boy.html' title='Confession of a poor boy...'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114347319595845230</id><published>2006-03-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:26:35.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galloping</title><content type='html'>There was something that amused me so much the other day after band practice when a group of us went to KFC at West Mall. It was late night and we were probably the last few customers in the restaurant and perhaps even the last few in the whole shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably the first time I seen people riding on I-Gallop, a health product from Osim which uses hippotherapy. We were sitting near the glass pane and outside were the exhibition of Osim products like I-Gallop, along with products like I-Squeeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the products’ names all so weird and imaginative? Or should I even say the way of using them and their target audiences too. For example, like I-Gallop, you ride on it. The commercial of it showed ladies riding on it and their face expressions were so wrong. Almost everyone will think dirty unless it was just me but IMPOSSIBLE! Lastly, the product is mainly targeted at women only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw that night, people riding it. Firstly, dad and daughter walked past it and the daughter wanted to try. She rides on it going at an increasing speed. The dad stood aside and watched with an evil smile and soon, the dad joined in the fun, behind her daughter. Faster and faster. Off they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, a woman big in size took on the I-Gallop. She was like so high, enjoying herself so much and started to do some pose. Not sex poses but still weird. She had her hands stretched out widely and even had those neo-prints positions. I taught perhaps someone was taking photos of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell NO. She also went onto I-Squeeze and to me; she seemed to be rubbing against it. Oh my god! I was eating for goodness sake. However, I think it was then I realized she might be mentally challenged so it was quite bad for me to laugh at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the last one I saw. It was a family of three. The daughter tried it first and the mom joined in before asking her husband joined in too. Hahahaz. The shopping mall was very empty at that time, no wonder they were enjoying themselves so much. Took my last bite, went home and I could not sleep the entire night until the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, it was not because of that, I am so innocent and clean. Hahaha, I do not believe much either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114347319595845230?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114347319595845230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114347319595845230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114347319595845230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114347319595845230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/galloping.html' title='Galloping'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114314551051714509</id><published>2006-03-24T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T04:25:10.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am eighteen, going on nineteen (in 1 yr)…</title><content type='html'>I’m officially 18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference? I feel so much older in just one day. Have no idea why I started to think ahead, my future, what I am going to do, how I will be like and so on. Weird. I have full responsibility of myself now and it is time to try out whole lots of new stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister keep asking me to join her in Zouk for Mambo Night, tell me is a must try but I was dead tired after band on Tuesday night. Then MOS. Decided to give it all a miss at the moment but not the next time. Those who have not turn 18, quick or find some wizard or witch to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone who had wished me a happy birthday and the first one to send me the greeting at twelve midnight officially, Dione. Hahahz, did not know that you are really that nice. Just joking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like to wish another 3 people from my euphonium section happy birthday too, zhenyang, peiyan and weiqin! Out of this three, two have the same birthday as me, unbelievable although I really cannot remember who weiqin is, she was once ex junior. Hahahaz. In addition, happy birthday to juanhui  whose birthday also the same. I know him since primary school like primary one, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more, happy belated birthday to junjie, zhiquan, chengni, shengjie, Nad, Carolyn, Arisya and Johan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for band practice just now. Once again, the attendance real bad. It was strange. Previously, every time I went for band, the moment I stepped in, there were a lot of people as I was always quite late. But now? I am the first few to reach even though I may have come on the dot sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one month back, Joanne told the year one committees like we have to come early to open door for members and now like come at six but only open for like 5 people. Hahahz! Hope it is better because I am use to the past, always so cramped, having over hundred people in one band room. After Stella told me and zhenyang what to do and expect for concert coordinators, I was like oh my god! So many things to do and so troublesome, no wonder it is tough. Good luck to myself for the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Sweden trip is confirmed! Setting off on 23rd June, just full three months later. It is the Gothenburg Music Festival. I am starting to imagine now,  festivals in European countries especially music kind are always like very grand and a joyous occasion where everyone is having fun. So excited, finally a visit to European country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is a workshop thing which 5 participants from each band are allowed to join. Then together, they will be known as festival band and perform at the finale. So cool. James, Daniel, Adeline, Faidhi and me got chosen through drawing lots. It is such a damn rare opportunity to be involved in this. I am happy that I was lucky enough to get it yet worried that I am not up to standard at all. Must work even harder now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love band. For 9 years already, although I think I was pretty slack before sp band with some exceptional. From tuba to euphonium, the switch was just so amazing. I remembered when I entered band in secondary school, I die also must choose euphonium just because I have a liking to it. Other instruments are OUT! And because of this, I think it was when my dear senior started to think that I was an arrogant kid for some times. Hahahz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be tough in the new semester between band and study. Lucky that I did not get into the specialist diploma course. But then again, I wanted to get it, which was my aim when I first came to SP and to dmc course. Haiz. I love Noah’s Ark! Hope we can claim first prize in first division with this piece of music and two others. At least, it is going to be something that I will be extremely proud of always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is late now. Tomorrow still have to go for the connect briefing and maybe alumni band. Poor Faidhi, he is going crazy in the middle of the night, Hahahaz! Horny boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I’m officially 18 and for about one day already. Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114314551051714509?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114314551051714509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114314551051714509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114314551051714509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114314551051714509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-eighteen-going-on-nineteen-in-1.html' title='I am eighteen, going on nineteen (in 1 yr)…'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114261576822503393</id><published>2006-03-18T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:16:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumni practice &amp; FFXII</title><content type='html'>I went for alumni band practice today, the third band practices I had this week. Good to see many people from my batch unlike last year, which was only THREE! The pieces were like boring because it was just like playing songs played in the past. However, the positive part is that here I can play the notes. In SP band, I still have to sight see then figure it out then can play. Long process but it is worth it because I get to expose myself with the different kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the practice, we headed to Mac. Haiz, no choice, I was damn hungry. Anyway, it was an enjoyable session. It was like last time, when most of the time after or before band, we would sit at Mac and talked. Then, only yuting is coming to sp but she doesn’t want to join the band. Once again, the only person from CTSB. I shall go alumni next week again before I cannot go anymore just because it clashes directly with sp band practices. Haiz but I do wish to participate in the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking home just now, very near my block, I happened to look right and guess what I saw. A decent young man peeing under the tree. I could see a line of water rushing down but luckily it was night. Oh Man! I will never walk there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I thought the holiday will be a boring one throughout, trying to find some days to go out, trying to buy some DVDs to watch, trying to download shows to watch but hey, I found something to do now. My brother just bought FFXII Jap Version. Not only can I play all night long, trying to figure out and following guides as in what the language means, it can take up a whole lot of time. I remembered myself spending lots of time in the past playing FF just to level up until the hp reached 9999 and mp reached 999, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start my journey of FFXII tomorrow. Hope I will and can complete it before school starts. And yah, after hearing szeling talking about signing on, I want to be in the air force. Then, my dream as a pilot if not an air steward can be more related.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114261576822503393?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114261576822503393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114261576822503393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114261576822503393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114261576822503393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/alumni-practice-ffxii.html' title='Alumni practice &amp; FFXII'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114252734910922702</id><published>2006-03-17T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:00:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to gym, surprised? but it's tiring...</title><content type='html'>It was a tiring day to start with. Even though there was a morning call, I still got back to sleep due to my addiction with shows like AI5 &amp; TAR9 which I die also must watch the repeat telecast in the morning even though I was dead exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning to go GYM! Surprised? I still did not quite believe it myself, I have been thinking of doing some workouts or just some exercising for like one whole year and I finally did now just because it is getting really boring at home these days. Met zhiquan, jessica and guangliang at Jurong Sports Complex at nine and as usual, I was late but everyone late too! But still had to say, to wait for someone more than one hour was really annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we stayed there for like two hours and I had to admit that I am damn weak. Yah, previously the survey of Nohari s Window showed that people feel that I am weak (yes, I got laughed my Shaun that time because of this) and now it was proven! Hahaz! Why did it seem that I am feeling proud of that. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at the hawker nearby and it was so funny that everyone ordered very healthy drinks and ate not much. Oh, do not waste the effort spent in gym. Hahahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gym, just about to reach my house, Shaun called to ask me go hang out with him and dong in town. I did and I overshot City Hall Station because I slept in the train. This showed that I was already worn out at that time. We sat at Subway, talked and ate and then we went walking and walking until it was time for me to rush to band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band at mlt2 which was quite a long journey from the MRT station compared to the original band room. Yeah, the band room is going to be renovated completely since I really thought the initial one looked quite old and messy. Well, I rushed down for band but only to see like near twenty people when band should be already starting. Haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the new student conductor had been chosen, Brandon (oops, I did not vote for him). Challenging pieces for me and do accompany me for some sight seeing of the pieces sometimes too, James. Hahaz! At the end, I was going to collapse any sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, back home, I just had to watch my shows. What the hell! I was anticipating for the outcome of TAR5 and it typed the word, to be continued. . . Never mind, There was still AI5 to be excited about. However, I SERIOUSLY cannot stand Ace and Kevin but still Simon is the best because his critiques are fair and really make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the tiring day, due to the pretty drained yesterday, I woke up having aches and just kept yawning non stop. Took a taxi to cineleisure to meet jessica and zhiquan to watch the movie, My Girl and I at this terrible timing, 10.35 a.m. How nice it would be to be sleeping at home in my own bed. The show was not bad, quite touching but not as good as the Japanese version. In front of my vision was just five girls only and all of them were taking tissues, wiping left and right. They cried and just cried for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, zhiquan and I were the only two guys in the theatre. Felt so insecure. Hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we headed back to the sports complex for the second time. It was another gym session. Just trying out each and everyone except for those heavy weight ones as I am still very weak and it is embarrassing. Still trying. It is good that I can use the $2.50 for every session instead of every meal. The negative thing is that it is tough for me and I could not even keep my hands straight as it aches. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, watch AI5 result show and Kevin was not even in the bottom three. What a letdown. Melissa was out but she was good. Then, I watched Scary Movie. Please kill me. How ridiculous and lame can a movie get. The whole movie was either scenes with absurd storyline or very hot steamy scenes so what did I get out of this movie? Excellent entertainment. Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114252734910922702?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114252734910922702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114252734910922702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114252734910922702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114252734910922702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-went-to-gym-surprised-but-its-tiring.html' title='I went to gym, surprised? but it&apos;s tiring...'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114226480075913948</id><published>2006-03-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:46:43.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new neighbour?</title><content type='html'>I came back from town, spent some moments with my sec band mates. It was so called a 'band outing' but the total strength was just eight. hahaz! Watched a freaking lame movie called 'Date Movie' and had our dinner at fish &amp; co glasshouse. Very full. Die, everyone said I look much fatter now. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went back home, just downstairs waiting for lift, I saw Mr. Quek! He's my primary school conductor. He was carrying some furnitures and was moving up to floor 17! That's my floor! Perhaps he's just helping his friend moved house and maybe he's moving into this block. Omg. What a small world! I shall see whether I will meet him the next few days again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114226480075913948?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114226480075913948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114226480075913948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114226480075913948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114226480075913948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-new-neighbour.html' title='My new neighbour?'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114209169989539895</id><published>2006-03-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:41:39.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a short pleasant stay in Dubai last week. Just like Singapore, it’s clean and green (except for desert area) and most of them are foreigners so it was not that uncomfortable since most of them are not locals wearing their traditional costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold and cooling weather was the best factor upon reaching there as I’m finally off from the humid and stuffy weather here in Singapore. Secondly, the hotel apartment was big and good enough for me; I just like the pillows – so soft and nice to hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night seemed to be the most fun of all. Day one, it was the desert tour. Ride on! It was plain roller coaster on the sand, the scenery was beautiful, the sand has a surprising nice cozy feel, the sunset was unbelievable, the dinner and entertainment area at a small village like area, trying out shisha, belly dancer and dear bob and lastly the feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a freaking tiring day and this applied to all of the days too because I realized I’d been sleeping the most throughout the tour just because my eyes wanted to. I met Nasir at the hotel the first night and that was sooo nice of him to pay a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to Day two, we had our dinner on the cruise. It was so relax and cooling on top, the wind and the sea breeze. I’m definitely looking forward to own a yacht next time and enjoy myself in this right way. Had a glass of red wine and I’m certainly got tipsy. Then, I had an enjoyable time on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Day three. This time round the fun and havoc was in Room 504. Alwyn and Shaun were definitely going high and crazy. Gayness. It’s really not about concerning who and how one was, but to really enjoy the fun. There were many guys in the room and one by one changed. Hahaz! Stop acting very straight, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for the fun, don’t get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to the very last day, I watched America Idol there and my body had already reached its limit. Have a nice sleep for the night. Dubai lagged by four hours and for the past few days, I’ve been sleeping like two-three am there which is like six plus in the morning here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d finally adjust to Dubai time and I’ve to adjust back again. My meal and sleeping time are weird now – I only feel hungry like four in the afternoon and then at ten plus in the night, I can’t sleep until 2-3 am in the morning and I woke up like very late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few days then I’ll post some nice pictures of Dubai. I’m just too lazy to even settle down yet, my two bags are not even unpacked which means the worn clothes were still inside, oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114209169989539895?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114209169989539895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114209169989539895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114209169989539895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114209169989539895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-had-short-pleasant-stay-in-dubai.html' title=''/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114079661965247230</id><published>2006-02-24T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:57:03.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Favorites</title><content type='html'>I have not START studying for Ipra.&lt;br /&gt;It's just advertising and public relations.&lt;br /&gt;I shall panick from tomorrow onwards then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol is just so addictive that kept me on the sofa. And it's for consecutive three days. It's great to hear great people singing great songs with their great vocals. If any of the contestants join Singapore Idol, the judges will just keep giving good comments and he/she will definitely crown the idol. Some contestants here will not even make it in the auditions there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my favorites - Katharine. Ayla, David &amp; Elliot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, everytime i watch reality shows,&lt;br /&gt;my favourites got eliminated for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt so this time cos Katharine is going to win anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Survivor too although last season just sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! So far all the elminated ones were girls.&lt;br /&gt;And Terry found the hidden immunity idol.&lt;br /&gt;How i thought it will be very difficult to find and i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my favorites too - Sally, Aras, Danielle &amp;amp; Cirie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shall be the victims of my favourites,&lt;br /&gt;cause I think none will win though. hahahaHAAHZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start studying Ipra tomorrow. I make a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114079661965247230?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114079661965247230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114079661965247230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114079661965247230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114079661965247230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/reality-favorites.html' title='Reality Favorites'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114079490522389519</id><published>2006-02-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:28:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.O.T</title><content type='html'>I'm HOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of the humid weather.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like steaming in my room.&lt;br /&gt;My clothes got wet so easily,&lt;br /&gt;And I changed 4 in just one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be HOT for the right reason. Hahahahz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114079490522389519?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114079490522389519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114079490522389519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114079490522389519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114079490522389519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/hot.html' title='H.O.T'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114061972876541165</id><published>2006-02-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:53:22.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a spoilt kid (man).</title><content type='html'>Econs paper is FINALLY over &amp; Ipra startin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with arisya, halima, zhili, juanhui &amp;amp; shaun after econs, we went to Sakura to eat. I ate "Tom Yam Fried Rice" and from the first rice grain to the last, I still trying to convince myself that it tasted Tom Yam but I failed. It's basically normal fried rice. Always get cheated when dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around &amp; stopped by esplanade to take a rest at the library before we all headed back home for a nice sleep after long hours of mental torture. I remembered one thing comment by shaun - "weijie, you're a spoilt kid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, so just how spoilt I am? just take this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Dubai in 1 week time! woohoo, camels!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;willingly&lt;/span&gt; sponsor by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm most probaly going Bangkok in end of Mar! woohoo, shopping!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;happily&lt;/span&gt; sponsor by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm most probably going to Sweden with SP band in June! woohoo, amusement park!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;proudly&lt;/span&gt; sponsor by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is probably going on tour end of this year! woohoo, anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; sponsor by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to really know how spoilt I am?&lt;br /&gt;if all my allowance for the trips are all sponsor by my parents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly admit I'm spoilt, very spoilt. And this is just one case only. Oops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114061972876541165?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114061972876541165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114061972876541165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114061972876541165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114061972876541165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-spoilt-kid-man.html' title='I&apos;m a spoilt kid (man).'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114061724545644887</id><published>2006-02-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:54:45.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship with econs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's always this doubt. To study or not to study &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hard?&lt;br /&gt;There's always opportunity cost in either of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied HARD before and I got good results.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes even if I didn't, results turned out the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose not to study hard for econs this time round but I anticpated the result to be quite bad. First of all, questions that were easy - I don't know how to do. Secondly, questions that were far than easy, I knew and it's not because I studied them. Thirdly, I didn't really study a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, perhaps 20% I don't know how to do, 30% I knew but I'm not sure whether it's right as I never studied them, 30% I didn't study and this left with a confident 20% pass. I just realised the paper is upon 100 and a 50 is needed to pass. How confident is my 20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love econs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Hate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; econs. what a special connection between me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114061724545644887?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114061724545644887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114061724545644887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114061724545644887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114061724545644887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/relationship-with-econs.html' title='Relationship with econs.'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114002503578590799</id><published>2006-02-16T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:52:34.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only NICE looking pictures</title><content type='html'>I am browsing through some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;All over the places and they are memories.&lt;br /&gt;And I only post pictures that I probably looked good.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaHAHAHAZ! Nobody will want to show the reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/bd9a.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister. People said we look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/9b49.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/f1f8.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" try="" deselectbloggerimagegracefully="" e="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20onblur="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/DSCF0350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;They are my good friends back in CTSB.&lt;br /&gt;Be it lower sec or upper sec classmates or the bus 99 group or committee or same section or many other differences. It is something that I will remember, perhaps all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/6542.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the brassy section. Wow. Everyone looks so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/SLMe.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to post this picture up, one with my senior.&lt;br /&gt;Proud for two reasons, because she is a senior that I learnt a lot from.&lt;br /&gt;And? It is the time when I am most slim. But look at me now. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/db70.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time, I admitted openly. She was from my section.&lt;br /&gt;I did have a crush on her previously. It is the past. Friends did understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Stac-Marcatos.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, this was taken during the SP Band F.O. Camp. I was in this group called Stac-Marcatos. I cannot believe that a year has passed and my life as a junior is going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Retards.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/CCIllusion2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two photos, one with Shaun and one with Zhao Jie. I have grown, not becoming a retard of course. We all look so innocent and life in polytechnic seems fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Not the case, everyone is stressed up now and we look different, behave different. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8434.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this photo was taken during MD Concert, in our very own room. Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, two ladies, Nicole &amp;amp; Dione said I act cute in the photo. Think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, what happen to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114002503578590799?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114002503578590799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114002503578590799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114002503578590799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114002503578590799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-nice-looking-pictures.html' title='only NICE looking pictures'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-114001985173377594</id><published>2006-02-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:24:18.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 17 [soon...]</title><content type='html'>At some point of time, it is good to reflect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my purpose of living in the way I am currently? What do I study for? &lt;br /&gt;My future seems blurred -&gt; I do not have a dream to work on.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like my target is just certificates, diplomas, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying that my interest is on media, I want the diploma in film &amp; TV,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot promise. I do not really like the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect. My days in polytechnic, it was a different experience.&lt;br /&gt;I like it a lot. But perhaps it got smaller, it turned into a routine.&lt;br /&gt;The routine had accompanied me for almost one year and maybe it continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- struggling to wake up -&lt;br /&gt;- rushing to school for tutorials/lectures -&lt;br /&gt;- trying to pay attention in class -&lt;br /&gt;- skipping lessons -&lt;br /&gt;- eating &amp; eating at food court 6 -&lt;br /&gt;- hanging out with friends in a very limited Singapore -&lt;br /&gt;- quarrels + bitching -&lt;br /&gt;- hurrying projects/assignments to meet the dateline -&lt;br /&gt;- finally back for home -&lt;br /&gt;- surf web, chat in msn, listen mp3s -&lt;br /&gt;- at last, I am brought to my dreamland -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, the routine appeared to be more or less the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a healthy one, my habits changed.&lt;br /&gt;I am always an early bird in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am now like a pig - I am a dead bird -&lt;br /&gt;Why? I am leading an irregular lifestyle, I need sleep. Often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning the bad. I have tendency to skip lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Be it important or who the lecturer is. Addicted.&lt;br /&gt;I am used to be a very good and responsible person.&lt;br /&gt;It is disappointing that I changed -&gt; to the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting out of control -&gt; my diet.&lt;br /&gt;For every break, it seems essential to have a bite.&lt;br /&gt;We are a bunch of lucky human beings,&lt;br /&gt;Some eat to survive, we eat for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have too much pleasure and pleasure overpowered my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quarrels and bitching, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps just the former. Bitching can be fun.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I committed a sin -&gt; bitching about others.&lt;br /&gt;Consequences? Relationships are broken and formed. Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home. My home. My home.&lt;br /&gt;Where is my home actually? My home is like a hotel now.&lt;br /&gt;Not physically, just the way I am treating it.&lt;br /&gt;It is not like this in the past. Maybe I have grown.&lt;br /&gt;But I still hope that it a place that I called HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost one year of my life in polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;I am turning eighteen -&gt; the turning point of life.&lt;br /&gt;There is something I regretted,&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;I just admire people, whose life can be so easy and comfortable,&lt;br /&gt;Ideal life that anyone will wants to lead, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be exciting. Up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to learn to adapt and accept. Positive.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, spilling it out, I do tell lies, handful white ones. &lt;br /&gt;I am seriously disappointed knowing certain actions by my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect example -&gt; smoking, I got the right to encourage one to stop,&lt;br /&gt;But I have no right to decide their lives. I am just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, I am hypocrite at times.&lt;br /&gt;Face it. It is really hard to survive being truthful to every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just as hypocrite, no deny, perhaps putting a word -&gt; white.&lt;br /&gt;White lies are essential and good and so are white hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of saying it again. I want to see a change in myself.&lt;br /&gt;It is a hard time. I have never been negative for so many times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of it. I cannot wait for year two.&lt;br /&gt;There is sure to be differences. We have all grown.&lt;br /&gt;Live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;I am staying positive. Very positive. [to my friends]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop. Turning. New chapter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-114001985173377594?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/114001985173377594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=114001985173377594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114001985173377594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/114001985173377594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/end-of-17-soon.html' title='End of 17 [soon...]'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113992436283894454</id><published>2006-02-14T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:39:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cao Cao</title><content type='html'>JJ's album is finally out. i've got mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113992436283894454?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113992436283894454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113992436283894454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113992436283894454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113992436283894454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/cao-cao.html' title='Cao Cao'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113992406863993444</id><published>2006-02-14T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:54:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tipping Point</title><content type='html'>i'm not feeling alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this book "The Tipping Point" today&lt;br /&gt;it explained - "how does thing happen the way it is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is just so sudden,&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i'm quite sad and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid that the day will actually come.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that even i have money and everything that i want&lt;br /&gt;i may not really be happy. i may just hide my sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can foresee some problems,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i'm not prepare mentally.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like crying out at times but stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;this make me think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i touched by all the things that my mum did for me.&lt;br /&gt;it is really true that no single mum don't care for their sons.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i'm really a bless to her.&lt;br /&gt;to be a good boy. i just accompanied her the whole day,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have lot to say to her. love my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the book i read,&lt;br /&gt;it mentions about 'connectors'&lt;br /&gt;someone who connects everyone around together,&lt;br /&gt;anyone regardless of the degree of friends they are.&lt;br /&gt;does it really matter what kind of friends i made?&lt;br /&gt;how many friends i made? who they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a fortune teller today - not on me but my mum&lt;br /&gt;yet he did told me, i have lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;i make friends very easily, be it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;this makes me think again,&lt;br /&gt;is it true? i'm always quiet and not outspoken at all,&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i really have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;maybe on the surface, yes.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, what are really friends?&lt;br /&gt;not whether how close they are to me,&lt;br /&gt;but is he/she a 'special' friend to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside this, my mum did mention to me,&lt;br /&gt;i belong to a kind of dragon (as she was told),&lt;br /&gt;Mu Tou Long, simply translated as woodblock dragon.&lt;br /&gt;rather true. i like to stone so much.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not an easy person. remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm typing these, my heart hurts a bit.&lt;br /&gt;my eyebrows hurt too as i'm plucking them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just superstitious,&lt;br /&gt;i have to pluck the bush of eyebrows that connects in between.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know a bush consists at least 30 small hairs.&lt;br /&gt;ouch! it really hurts and it triggers my tears.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news: i have to pluck every week as it grows very fast&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to type and comment any further.&lt;br /&gt;it is better to sleep and starts thinking positively,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow shall be a new day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my sentence just jump here and there.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps only i will understand. sadly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113992406863993444?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113992406863993444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113992406863993444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113992406863993444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113992406863993444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-tipping-point.html' title='My Tipping Point'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113974532510490491</id><published>2006-02-12T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T19:55:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all have grown</title><content type='html'>i did mention that i dislike children&lt;br /&gt;especially those playful ones - "the irritating ones"&lt;br /&gt;but my two cousins are exceptional&lt;br /&gt;in fact, they are adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did mention that the elder one was quite close to me&lt;br /&gt;when he was young. perhaps when i was young&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i cannot relate to them any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a real smart little boy,&lt;br /&gt;i asked him capitals &amp; attractions of different countries,&lt;br /&gt;he got it all right and some i even don't know.&lt;br /&gt;it's not countries like around asia but europe,&lt;br /&gt;he know the exact position they are on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learnt Geography myself when I'm free&lt;/span&gt;," he told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a primary 3/4 kid don't learn geography in class,&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite shock and also quite ashame.&lt;br /&gt;i got to buck up &amp;amp; seriously by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is I'm a geography student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's also in band. he's in percussion section.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch him in syf this april.&lt;br /&gt;he plays the wind chime for the choice piece.&lt;br /&gt;why? he said others 'snatched' the other parts first.&lt;br /&gt;and? he said he's too fat therefore 'snatched' slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahhaHAHAHAZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113974532510490491?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113974532510490491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113974532510490491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113974532510490491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113974532510490491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/we-all-have-grown.html' title='We all have grown'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113948411068248437</id><published>2006-02-09T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:21:50.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I?</title><content type='html'>i realised i'm quite naive.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have ask people to cool down  or relax sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i'm the one who cannot control. how serious.&lt;br /&gt;i have the right to be angry. i should be. i am.&lt;br /&gt;i have this question in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can we REALLY particpate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have the answer in mind too.&lt;br /&gt;ok, one last thing, i feel like scolding bad words.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know how. who can teach me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113948411068248437?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113948411068248437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113948411068248437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113948411068248437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113948411068248437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/can-i.html' title='Can I?'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113939542451559051</id><published>2006-02-08T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:43:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to normal</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging on the 8th Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FINE now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's strange. things happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;it comes and goes, long or short, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;if it never occur, then very simple nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad it's over casue i'm a happy person now.&lt;br /&gt;life just carry on as it is. no obstruction. no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta do ipra project later provided i don't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;there's still 2h of 'Shades of Truth' to catch. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously want to relax. by singing? --- the best &amp;amp; simple way,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113939542451559051?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113939542451559051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113939542451559051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113939542451559051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113939542451559051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-to-normal.html' title='back to normal'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113938210949451826</id><published>2006-02-08T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:02:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm suppose to be a happy guy</title><content type='html'>IDEA project done. what a 'dustbin compressor'&lt;br /&gt;it's a GREAT idea from shaun, no more 'so how' and that's a relieve&lt;br /&gt;we actually finish the project all by ourselves. that's a compliment&lt;br /&gt;just no more IDEA and that's okay. f i n a l l y !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done shooting with dione's group, there's LAUGHTER, there's mood.&lt;br /&gt;i love her house, i don't mind living so far actually, do welcome me often.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline with the script was cool &amp; i'm involved in a lot of walking.&lt;br /&gt;so perhaps, in simple context, a cool guy walking and walking. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my flash test in a room with only two person. i pass marginally.&lt;br /&gt;for the first 30mins, i did NOTHING. for the last 30 mins, i PANICKED.&lt;br /&gt;and that left me with another 30mins to complete the test.&lt;br /&gt;i scored 50/100 with that 30mins. hahaz, i'm not bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, i suck totally in it. i just hate BUTTONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confession time. i'm trying to be nice. TRYING.&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm very clear of what i'm doing and my situation now.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to an extend that i didn't care at all&lt;br /&gt;but so be it if the assumption is that. eyes and ears are all open.&lt;br /&gt;continue being nasty. i'll be the nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be pressurize or afraid. i'm suppose to live happily.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm happy. i'm not a SOLO. unless u turn nice. thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above is blogging about 7th Feb. and i'm now in GEM lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so relax and happy attending it. only now.&lt;br /&gt;interview for specialist diploma later &amp;amp; i've 0% confidence.&lt;br /&gt;band and more workloads, i don't know whether it turns out to be a burden&lt;br /&gt;i'll just try my luck. never get it, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to myself. just a few more days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm suppose to be happy. HAPPY. HAPPY! [w t h]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113938210949451826?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113938210949451826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113938210949451826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113938210949451826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113938210949451826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-suppose-to-be-happy-guy_08.html' title='i&apos;m suppose to be a happy guy'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113870366014436199</id><published>2006-01-31T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T18:34:20.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW DOG YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the third day of the festive season. should be just as happy but anyway, i've collected majority of my ang baos money back in the first day so nothing to look upon too. yet again, i should learn the fact that big sums can be accumulate one so must be patient. haiz. i love money so much this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just done my news writing assignment which was supposed to be done like few days ago. haiz, i'm getting complacent at this moment. It's like back to secondary four, i started to get complacent that year and only to find myself panicking when 'o' level came. in just less than one month, end of my first year in polytechnic and just next week, i got multiple projects to submit. sianz. first time i anticipate holiday so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish everyone get load of ang baos, not just quantity but also in the amount. remember to share with all your friends! gotta go do my work again, the momentum is still there before i get lazy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113870366014436199?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113870366014436199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113870366014436199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113870366014436199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113870366014436199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/greeting.html' title='Greeting'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113829645985682172</id><published>2006-01-27T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:27:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Happy?</title><content type='html'>nearly got a heart attack today in the school of business, nearly make it the first death of SP in 2006. why heart attack? i swallowed too much of my anger. i almost reach my limit of tolerance! tried to calm myself down. one don't really see that clearly from me cos i happy or angry or whatever, i think i still look stoned so basically i looked no difference. hahaz! i seriously don't wish to throw my temper in the public cos to me, that's nothing to be proud of and it's simply a turn-off. i shall be a happy person from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above written is just a fact that really happened to me. i ain't no a happy-go-lucky person :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner in town with nic, zj &amp;amp; shaun. i spent my money again. i think i need to mention this, i nearly cried today after looking at the balance available in my account, ARGH! i can't even draw out one ten dollars. where did i actually spend all my money on? i actually saved quite a lot recently and don't know why. gonna wait for CNY to come. i want hong baos, everyone is actually eligible to give me, i not ashame of collecting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got hear about some job vacancies. i want to try. i need it. but i no experience and that's hard to get it. please let me secure one good job of minimum pay $6/h. hahahz, my expectation too high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113829645985682172?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113829645985682172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113829645985682172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113829645985682172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113829645985682172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/be-happy.html' title='Be Happy?'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113823607687103833</id><published>2006-01-26T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:41:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Bond</title><content type='html'>i browsed through blogs especially when i'm bored or i wanted to know more about the people that i know. i think that everyone will limit the content that he/she type, from sharing of problems to sharing of joy! i love to be part of it cause they're my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across junjie's entry and pardon me for copying this small paragraph :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i always prefer hanging around wif bandies.. not that i'm saying i dont like hanging with classmates too! its great too really! but i guess its the common passion for music among us bandies that bonds us together unlike anything else... classmates cum bandies are a bonus! heheh.. =p"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz, we are classmates cum bandies in upper sec! heheh, i'm a bonus to u! i read and i felt a lot about this particular sentence. very true. it's probably the common passion for music that bond us so easily compared to other friends outside band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recalled back to the start of poly, from camp to class, it's the mentioning of 'band' that really starts to gel up myself with other people. Like in camp, cause i don't usually take the initiative to talk so it's not really like making friends every few seconds. but, i'm lucky to find a lot of band people in the camp and that's really when i started to become friends with them, there' just a lot of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in primary and secondary, especially secondary, i really like to hang around with the bandies so much that i thought i really neglected my classmates a lot. no doubt most of my good memories all came from them. it's really that special kind of bond that somehow exists between the members. now that in poly band, although i didn't spend a lot of time hanging out with them for like this year and actually spend most of the time with my dear classmates, when i'm in band, i will feel different. again, there's just a strong sense of connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about other ccas, i don't know what to say about band too. for band, it's really everyone participating especially during performances and concerts, woah, that sense of achievement and happiness really exceed everything. only band members will understand what i mean. right? i hope that in year 2, band and class will make up 52 great weeks for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz, i think enough of entries on band-related. i'm not out of the concert mood yet seriously. i hope that the Sweden trip is coming up well and the band will start again to work hard for the trip. it's going to be a whole new experience again! so far, i'd accomplished two concerts in sp band already, waiting for more to come. okie, something about the class, may all of us pass with the desire grades that we want  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113823607687103833?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113823607687103833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113823607687103833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113823607687103833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113823607687103833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/special-bond.html' title='Special Bond'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113820563379122532</id><published>2006-01-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:18:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/UFO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/UFO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another photo taken at the esplanade!&lt;br /&gt;unless u're on stage, it's not possible to take it.&lt;br /&gt;the view is so beautiful &amp; classic. hope to perform there next year too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that polyclinic's charge is so damn low!&lt;br /&gt;previously, i only went to clinics near my house and it was like $20++ &amp;amp; above.&lt;br /&gt;today then i know polyclinic only $4++, i don't mind the waiting time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, still had to go for field trip to a PR company.&lt;br /&gt;"PR Communications" at Chinatown South Bridge Road there.&lt;br /&gt;the company was really damn coolz and i like the working environment,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll never get to work there. i hate PR. cos i hate communications.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking media &amp; communications so i hate half of my course.&lt;br /&gt;and for info, i think communications form more than half of the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked all the way to suntec and we had our dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;fish &amp;amp; co! i had my prawns and i like prawns!&lt;br /&gt;and all this while, i'd been thinking about getting a job.&lt;br /&gt;what am i going to do during the two months break?&lt;br /&gt;beside going dubai and having band practices? i need to work seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine myself to work for the first time only after poly.&lt;br /&gt;i worked for my dad before but that's working for more allowance.&lt;br /&gt;i want to earn other people's money! i want salary.&lt;br /&gt;job recommendations? i think i need the money &amp; experience badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i'm busy and packed with things like studies and band now,&lt;br /&gt;i think having a job now serves me good actually.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i will learn to grow up and handle my life better.&lt;br /&gt;btw, the doctor told me 'i'm too stressed' currently.&lt;br /&gt;hahaz, i now then know i'm quite bad at managing stress.&lt;br /&gt;so many people more stress than me but still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;i want work. pamper me. find me job that has a good pay.&lt;br /&gt;it's not really easy to start finding job considering my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Euphonium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Euphonium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i end, dear Euphonium! hahaz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113820563379122532?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113820563379122532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113820563379122532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113820563379122532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113820563379122532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/job-needed.html' title='Job needed'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113810674843762471</id><published>2006-01-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:45:48.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>very sick. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;never go doctor so no mc.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's flash ca.&lt;br /&gt;to go or not to go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113810674843762471?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113810674843762471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113810674843762471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113810674843762471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113810674843762471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113802418458672636</id><published>2006-01-23T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:01:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Friends</title><content type='html'>uploaded a few more photos which i'd taken with my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for coming! i never going to take any pics so near the camera again, my face is big already and the photo enlarged more. but main point, my friends are wonderful! hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone here passed econs with flying colours, all 256 colours. i thought the test was quite okay but i shall see. i may have the wrong concept right from the start, hahaz! from kay miang, arisya, zhao jie, nicole, gajan, ifah, zhili, alwyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8506.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8505.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8502.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/IMG_8509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113802418458672636?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113802418458672636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113802418458672636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113802418458672636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113802418458672636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/wonderful-friends.html' title='Wonderful Friends'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113795285302659629</id><published>2006-01-23T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T02:32:58.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MD Concert !</title><content type='html'>finally it's the end of md concert.&lt;br /&gt;three months of hard work, one great concert.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed the concert sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;euphonium section just rocks - derek.ching si.james.brandon.jia ming.zhen yang.me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/BeforeConcert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/BeforeConcert.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning, before i set off to the band room with that weird hair. hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/DerekChingSi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/DerekChingSi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Weijie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Weijie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/James.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/James.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ZhenYang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ZhenYang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/JiaMing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/JiaMing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;my dear section! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry brandon, no photo. cannot find a suitable one to insert. then it was journey to Esplanade. so cool. so fun. had quite a number of photos and here's some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeJuniors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                the three juniors of Euphonium Section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ToiletBowlJiaMing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ToiletBowlJiaMing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ToiletBowlMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ToiletBowlMe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;who looks better on the toilet bowl? me or jiaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/SiDuaLang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/SiDuaLang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called us 'si ki na'. we called him 'si dua lang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Notnicelip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Notnicelip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasir says i have nice lip and certainly we all know that derek don't have. here's the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MyEuphodontshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MyEuphodontshine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why only my euphonium doesn't shine? but i have a purple one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Jiamingme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Jiamingme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz, he is known as my "huo ban=partner" and i'm known as "x secret x" to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/KayMiangme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/KayMiangme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only two band 'freaks' in DMC 1b05!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Withahbass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Withahbass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honoured to take with the double bass. erm.. i mean the player, Amelia aka. ah bass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Withderek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Withderek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after concert, waiting for bus with our dear senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeCheer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/ThreeCheer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took in the backstage room. nice photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Threelads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Threelads.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the concert stage itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/FourbROTHERS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/FourbROTHERS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Group.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/JamesJiaMing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/JamesJiaMing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Glowinthedark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Glowinthedark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Boys.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Guys.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some nice photos i'd taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Card.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and derek gave us this card. so touched. days later when i got more time, i upload a closer view of the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Present.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Nasir gave us so much things he brought back from Dubai. so touched too. yeah! i'm probably going to Dubai this march too. in case you don't know, the below flag is a Dubai flag, i supposed cos it's included in the gift pack, hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/DubaiFlag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/DubaiFlag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how can i forgot the greatest photos of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/EuphoGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/EuphoGroup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/EuphoSection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/EuphoSection.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Friendz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Friendz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/FullEuphoPower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/FullEuphoPower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really thanks everyone who made this md concert a success. and thanks too all my friends who came to watch the concert. haiz, i gtg study econs now. sian. feel like getting a mc tomorrow and i'll do the make up test instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update more about this wonderful day when i've the time during the wekend. still got some nice photos especially those with my classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i logging out soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a nice sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a nice dream and&lt;br /&gt;it will be all 'MEMORY' of the concert.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahAHAHHAHAHAHAHAZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113795285302659629?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113795285302659629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113795285302659629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113795285302659629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113795285302659629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/md-concert.html' title='MD Concert !'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113785914085003277</id><published>2006-01-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:06:12.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Haircut.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair today! for tomorrow md concert. i thought it looks weird but my siblings said it's okie. hmmz. anyway, i more concern about the performance now. i seriously need to get to sleep but i couldn't. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too excited?&lt;br /&gt;too worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact i've been thinking about the concert for the past whole day. hours ago, just went to relative's house for reunion dinner/buffet. don't dare too eat much, sian. luckily i won quite some money while 'gambling'. it's a good day afterall. tomorrow will be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something too (break a leg = good luck) from nic. i wish many legs will be broken tomorrow evening then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113785914085003277?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113785914085003277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113785914085003277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113785914085003277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113785914085003277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-hair.html' title='New Hair'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113777494510964014</id><published>2006-01-21T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T00:41:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Openhouse</title><content type='html'>SP having its openhouse on 19th - 21st Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea why, i walked through the openhouse and seriously, nothing really caught my attention, not even my own course. but strangely, i did help out in promoting my own course to visitors. my reason for helping? i want the SB shirt! nothing else, i bascially stood there and smiled and that's all. it made me thought of CYA. hahaz! what a 'wonderful' memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the last band practice before MD concert and now i'm excited yet worried about Sunday. can i make it? cos i never remembered any performances went well before back in secondary school, i will always played something wrong (even mistakes which i don't make in practices!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must sleep well!&lt;br /&gt;i must study econs!&lt;br /&gt;i must drink a lot of water!&lt;br /&gt;i must not eat any spicy and salty food!&lt;br /&gt;i must make sure i recover by sat night!&lt;br /&gt;i must make sure i play well on the concert!&lt;br /&gt;i must make sure i have shocking energy on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;and last of all, i must look GOOD! hahahahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, just now when i on my way back home, i saw a guy with a trombone, left it beside the table, went to order food with his bag far away, nobody to take care of the trombone. He was not even looking out to see if anything happen. How tempting to just take the trombone away! but i didn't, i'm not a thief. but if it was an euphonium, i may just take. if i don't take, what if a bad guy take away? the euphonium will be just a lump of metal but if me, i can play with it. haiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no bad honey, only bad bees. how disappointing. personally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113777494510964014?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113777494510964014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113777494510964014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113777494510964014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113777494510964014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/openhouse.html' title='Openhouse'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113760125601583656</id><published>2006-01-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:21:10.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling It</title><content type='html'>today's wednesday. i remembered telling myself that i had to sleep well yesterday and i did. that's why i woke up at eleven, finding out that i missed my nine o'clock lesson. but again, still had to go for gems which starts at one. I'm just so unwilling to go but the flashback of opening up the 'attendance warning' mail and the thought of the possibility of getting just a pass grade for it made me dragged myself to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? i still had no idea what's going on, it's assignment 5 now and i'm still at 3. why the teacher so lenient. i recalled him saying this, "as long as you hand up all assignments can already." i was so bored in the class today that i played with my slippers and in the midst of playing it, i spoilt it. i decided to walk bare-footed to the bandroom after class as i tried walking with the spoilt one and it didn't work out. Misery. about half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to practise, wanted to clean my instrument, wanted to do something, but ended up all never do. just above the bandroom was the event, 'BandEdge'. i think that watching dong and other bands previous time was better. perhaps the atmosphere was so different. Imagine at the school compound, bright sunny day and people playing rock and heavy music. hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner. heard conversation which is so called gossips. cannot say but these things always happen. i never believe groups of people can always stay harmoniously and happily together. Impossible! especially when men have nasty mouth in nature and the worst, politics. see, even people high up there have controversy over politics stuff, we do too. so used to it, from home to class to band to outside to anywhere, people fight and argue, relationships break, sad. the best comment to it is to stay away from it as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back for band practice. luckily today was a good day and sure i had enough rest yesterday. i thought i played well in my own record but really still far from standard. sad. how i wish my tonguing is fantastic now, how i wish i can play a bigger range comfortably, how i wish my sound is nicer, how i wish...... there's just so much, conclusion, how i wish i can play very well. yesterday practice was scary as my mouth was probably very tired and i'm tired, that's why i sounded extremely bad and kept playing wrong notes. but NO EXCUSE. haiz. hopefully this friday i can play well and sun at my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to home. on the journey back, i took the train back together with our conductor, Mr. Tan. argh, i really don't like the feeling of two person together cause i don't know how to start conversation and the other party will sure be bored by me or feel very awkward. hahaz, but it's okie, asked me about my sec sch and thought of sp band. i said i don't like 'Moorside Suite' and he looked disappointed. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 4 more days to MD Concert. i'm feeling it already. just so excited about that day. thanks to all those who will be coming. must pay me money even you never come hor. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to the song 'Memory' with Euphonium solo. all jiaming's fault, i listened to the recording now and for one hour, i didn't change songs cos i just want to hear more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113760125601583656?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113760125601583656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113760125601583656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113760125601583656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113760125601583656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/feeling-it.html' title='Feeling It'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113751421433854034</id><published>2006-01-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:42:18.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfriendly Encounters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before i start, i think i screwed my news writing test. no idea who screw who but all i know, i'm screwed! i seriously don't want to repeat this module because i hate writing in english so much. now, i'm confused why i'm in dmc in the first place or should i say in sp. video production! band! no school shirt! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just yesterday when i went to Lot 1 to buy band concert tickets through the sistic outlet at level 2. the first thing i noticed was a sign saying - priority given to people who are collecting tickets. okay, that's fine, it's reasonable. i bought 25 tickets but in three transactions. "okay, sir, $108 please!" I gave her $110 and she was like staring at me and asked, "do you have exact amount?" nvm, i gave her and what i saw was lots of money in the drawer which she can just easily gave me a change. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i'm a gentleman, i forgave her. when she saw a MAN behind me, she asked me whether i could let the MAN buy first before processing finish my ones. i let her, she did, and happily. when the guy finished, i was about to ask my tickets, there was this woman who came to collect tickets so the lady told me, "sorry sir, priority given to people who are collecting tickets," then why did she not serve me just now and serve that MAN, just because i look only like a BOY beside that MAN and no doubt she looks desparately for man. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was just last saturday, happily and boringly waiting for my section to go buy ingredients to make our wonderful sandwiches. i always thought i'm good at being late, it seems that i'm a noob in my section. hahaz. back to the topic, after buying all the great stuff, the rain just started to fall and the only resort was to take taxi back to my home. i live somewhere at jurong east st13 and imm was just at toh guan there. guess what the taxi driver told me! "here is jurong east already, why must take taxi, don't know how to walk huh' - something like this. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another taxi encounter was back in week ago, when i was taking taxi just down my house. i told him i want to go club momo there but later changed my mind on the way in which it was just like 2 mins later. he said this to me, "if i know you'll change location, i don't want you to be in my taxi" hey, it was just like less than 2 mins and it didn't affect the route taken and i'm paying you money. adding on, he somehow kept complaining on the way. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days are just bad. really bad. bad for me at least. how i hope this semester can quickly be over. these days are so bad that i realised i nagged and bitched so much. i'm quite tired to exercise my mouth this way. these days are just so bad as things never go my way. bad days should really just end and leave me. i may allow you to pester me for a few days more but better get OUT before this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly believe that this sunday will be a good day.happy day.achievement day.exciting day.wondeful day. Good luck to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113751421433854034?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113751421433854034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113751421433854034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113751421433854034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113751421433854034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/unfriendly-encounters.html' title='Unfriendly Encounters'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113742302689661311</id><published>2006-01-16T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:43:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;these days i'm feeling quite low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, i got irritated that easily, i've no mood for a lot of things, i cannot concentrate, i'm losing all the confidence that i used to have, i just want to be alone and stay away, i'm getting serious, i'm getting worried, i'm getting really afraid, i'm sick of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see changes around me and even myself. my room, my habits, my lifestyle, my relationship with my family with my friends, my attitude, my mood, my study, my thoughts and so many other things. Good change? Bad change? but there's limited things that i can do, everything just change as time passed by. i'm getting eighteen soon. i'm really frighten to see a drastic change to my life currently, i don't think i'm prepare for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad. i think i can just easily conclude i'm really stressed these days. at least it's reach my 'stress' level. it's preparation for band concert at esplanade, three practises a week, nvm cos i put it as the priority. however, workloads in school just keep coming in. argh. how to cope yet doing well for both at the same time? my management is really still as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to band, it's so worrying. the tickets sale, although confirmed ones are over thousand plus but the sold ones are still really pathetic. it's really very discouraging to see that figures and it's hard to keep the spirit up. if for now, we got news saying it was all sold out, can you imagine how the whole band react? every single one will definitely be so ultra enthusiastic and the concert will sure end up great. but still worrying, haiz. i really hate it when i put in effort while minority are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying this, i really appreciate it if one does so. it's really frustrating when it's not two parties helping each other, at least put in effort in doing so. especially when these days i'm busy with band, do work to help me clear some workload. i'm not perfect, i'm not superman, my body and mind breakdown easily. contribute and even so, please contribute a good one. it's really damn nerve-cracking when after being drained out after the band practice, i still have to worry so much for my work. don't ask me what to do, how to do. i also want to be the one asking how to do and what to do. there's really nothing much that i could do in the last minute with that dying mind and body of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i agree that it's okie to think in a certain way but do you really have to act until like that? you may deny but it's just an obvious change, from your tone, from your words, from your face, from your everything. pushing yourself is not a wrong thing, in my opinion, you're not just pushing yrself but also pulling..... away from others. there are so many people like you but they never really portray such a negative image to the others. something went wrong? certainly, at least i said so. there's just a thin line between humble and arrogant. and yah, i think there's a thin line between truthful and hypocritical. you crossed it but you never won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. these are what i'll type when i'm in a super low mood. i just need a channel to write all these down. i'm not a verbal person, i don't want to affect how people think about me, i don't want to destroy relationships. i'm getting serious these days, my mood just swing here and there and it's hard to control. but it's all just my personal opinion, yet also a reminder. i put in my effort in doing my best as the person to drag down will be myself first. two hands are needed to give a clap - we work hard, we both achieve result, we work even harder, we get an applause for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still low. make me happier. go for concert. i want a sold out concert.&lt;br /&gt;make me even happier. ask director to exempt me from this sem and just carry on.&lt;br /&gt;make me even happier then happier, call me a 'shuai ge'. hahahaz!&lt;br /&gt;it gets better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113742302689661311?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113742302689661311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113742302689661311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113742302689661311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113742302689661311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113662700409614535</id><published>2006-01-07T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:02:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I found a new hobby!&lt;br /&gt;- SLEEPING -&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog. Lazy to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113662700409614535?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113662700409614535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113662700409614535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113662700409614535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113662700409614535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113612459684309719</id><published>2006-01-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:02:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas concert, sleepy 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although I'm so tired after the camp, went with jiaming &amp; zhenyang to NYJC Band Concert presenting "Un Nouveau Chapitre 1" on Fri night. hmm, so it was sort of a Christmas concert, hahaz! still got provide song lyrics for audiences to sing during encore piece. we missed the first piece 'Noah's Ark' and all the way through the concert, I don't think I actually pay attention to it cos I feeling a bit sleepy also. hahaz, until the song 'Arie', I know the soloist, the song was nice lah since it's melodic. I also liked 'Jericho' and 'Tong Hua' - the arrangement was good and who don't know the song tong hua? hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ate at Mac, we talked about band, they talked about music, I listened. hahahaz! all the way to like eleven plus... woah, I actually had not collapse. so the result, I woke up very late the next day like two plus then went back to sleep again until seven plus before I went out for countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, this morning, I woke up late and that's why I'm late for wp project with dione &amp;amp; seejun. I'm two hours and forty five minutes late! woohoo! hahaz! saying about sleep, after the countdown, on the way to back to alwyn's hse, I slept. At his hse, I slept. the next day after breakfast, I slept again. Slept and slept all the way to around three I think. I know I'm still sleepy and want to sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 is such a good year to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* i think alwyn's dog like me, hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113612459684309719?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113612459684309719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113612459684309719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612459684309719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612459684309719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-concert-sleepy-2006.html' title='Christmas concert, sleepy 2006'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113612286834005220</id><published>2006-01-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:04:22.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mother asked me this today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I thought u're having school holiday? Why got so many work to do?"&lt;br /&gt;unless it's a period when students are free from work, don't call that a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;die, I still got load of work to complete during first two days of new year. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113612286834005220?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113612286834005220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113612286834005220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612286834005220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612286834005220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-holiday.html' title='School Holiday!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113612192630743937</id><published>2006-01-01T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:55:15.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band Camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the camp happened on 26th Dec and ended on 29th Dec. it's not a fun playing camp, that only happen in freshmen orientation camp. for now, it's practising for the upcoming MD concert. Just as expected, the camp turned out to be tiring, first day, I tried to do my work but jus learning to set up wireless connection and using a mac computer and also thinking how to start my work took up all the time and it's better to go for a sleep, otherwise, I'm definitely will be a walking zombie the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the routine for the next two days were about the same, woke up at eight plus, started sectional at nine, had lunch at noon, started sectional at one again, dinner at five and finally band practice with Mr Tan at six onwards. of course not all the way, in between here and there, I will rest and 'slack'. tuesday night slept all the way and it felt so good unlike wednesday night - all because of the news writing assignment. I did all the way to five in the morning, then woke up at eight plus and continued to around one before the voting started. argh, how to squeeze so many things within the word limit?! I had to edit like crazy. luckily got pp helped me esp jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handed up the assignment. went to the band room for voting of new committee. took quite long as everyone had to witness every single vote ( reading out of 11 pp being voted by per person). Sp band is not small! hahahz, but anyway time flied very fast. the final committee was quite different from what I had voted and thinking back, woah, it's almost one year already since I'm in the band. the previous batch of committee is stepping down with the new ones leading. time really flied very fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, last night of camp, had our last practice of the camp. what can I say? although I kept thinking in the camp how am I going to survive through this 4 days 3 nights camp, but I managed to survive. two things - I learnt and improved somehow, even if it's just a minor one/i'm very tired! hahaz, if these two things did not occur, the camp would be rather meaningless for me. so excited about the concert! just three more weeks and it's going to be gruelling. I'm expect myself to lead a damn busy and lifeless weeks before the concert, all time devote to band (anytime not in band should be moodless) hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the next IBM and MD concert already and not forgetting the Sweden trip (still hope that it's going to be finalise very soon). One last thing, do come and support this concert that we are having on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com/SOPApp/SOPPortal/portal_proxy?uri=,Vz1r%21j,3H6Bt2Z4vNkOrN=nZZfnIIU455AwsJFM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;22Jan at Esplanade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/12298990-113612192630743937?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113612192630743937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113612192630743937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612192630743937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113612192630743937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2006/01/band-camp.html' title='band Camp!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113540105761473744</id><published>2005-12-24T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:04:04.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously need a camera. apparently, the camera I had now sucked and my phone does not have a good camera function. from the new year onwards, I feel that a camera is really needed to take down every pieces of memories that I'm going to have. words are not enough, moreover, my english sucks and okay, my chinese also so it is rather difficult to express my thoughts. hmm, picture speaks a thousand words, isn't it? that save me to type a thousand words too. hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing e-learning assignments now. freaking much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113540105761473744?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113540105761473744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113540105761473744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113540105761473744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113540105761473744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/wanted.html' title='Wanted!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113536082685267457</id><published>2005-12-24T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:05:45.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auspicious Cab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I'm typing this entry, I had finished my peppermint tea. hahahz, I felt like I have done brushing my teeth with the darlie toothpaste, it's the same taste! erm, shall update a bit about the past few days. and yah, nicole says she got the album I want in Korea, yes, I'm looking forward to get it. so lazy to do online purchasing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last sun, out with gajan reg &amp; shaun. supposed to watch soccer match but in the end the screen dunno fly where, alwyn said it was there but apparently nope. okay, before that, went drinking. I drank a bit cos I still had to go back home finished up my project by the next morning. then the two guys drank, drank fast, drunk fast. THEY WERE DRUNK, but in their sub-concious mind, they denied so that really confirmed they were drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this state, we walked all the way from far east plaza to plaza singapura, hahaz. sat and laid down there on the open ground. see, they were drunk, they talked nonsense. I listened to the nonsense and it's so cool. I learnt something fom this, next time if I want to be drunk, I make sure everyone is drunk, if not, never be drunk. hahahz, the mind has no control over your body when it's at this state. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mon, handed up ipra project then went kbox with gl &amp;amp; jess. haiz, the first time no mood to sing at all. just went there enjoyed mee siam. I can't believe it was after like nearly half an hour then got pp started to sing. anyway just something to pass time. After that, went to my friend's dad wake. I got nothing to say here but condolences to my friend. it was some catching up with a few ctsb friends and I'm really sorry to miss the meeting regarding fund-raising. I promised to go but didn't. oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band after that and euphonium section got three people came and I'm one of them! hahaz, seldom. nothing much. I'm boring, just went home and I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on thurs, supposed to go Sentosa with my classmates but I didn't. Early in the morning, went to ICA Building to extent my passport. damn it, I waited for so long especially when taking photos. when it was my turn, I took less than a minute but why it was not the case for the people in front! big families in front, you know what I'm talking about. pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from lavender back to clementi. went to my sec sch to visit band. basically, my conductor giving her last practice and that's very sad. the main thing was that she's the one that guided us for the longest, no matter whether did we actually excel at all but like what she said, it's the process and I agreed totally. while she was having practices, some of us took our instruments and started playing memorial pieces. Although the playing really sucks but it's fun. It just really brought back good memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like ctsb a lot and still. After that, took pictures together, with conductor, with teachers and at the entrance, just kept taking pictures. I like the band, erm... not the school. hahahaz! then went eat dinner with cn &amp; ys before I actually rushed back home to change and travelled ahead to clubMoMo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun went to cut to a really short hair, with zl accompanying him. told him to cut short hair long time ago, short hair always look more good-looking, see how me and zj are like, hahaz, finally, shaun is more good-looking now. temporary. HAHA! okay back to it, took taxi there. one incident, when I took the taxi, I told him I wanted to go central mall but I changed my mind like one minute later to far east plaza. On the way, the driver told me this, "If I knew u will change place, I will nvr want to take u in the first place!" wth! he just kept complaining, pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally at eight, reached clubmomo and it was quite crowded. the music was nice. Christmas song was played live and it's so entertaining. Back to the scene, it was for Overdrive 2005, band competition. I went with zl, shaun and reg was there. Supporting DONG! his band is cool! the band got third out of the six finalists and cash prize of $400 was given. argh, I need money! I liked 'Oseiteru'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the performance, these groups of guys were in front and were really high then somehow, started pushing. of course for the fun of it but when it banged on to other people, it's not fun. Got one really irritated and started pushing back with a really unhappy face, wanting to pick a fight. Wow! but nothing happen eventually. phew. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I actually don't like those very hard music but seeing and hearing live was just so different, it's actually very nice. I must learn to appreaciate. I'm envious. I want to play in a band too! then, 30th dec @ the third place got spanishfly playing. that's what I really want to hear with dong in it. I want to go support too if possible! hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, with zl &amp;amp; shaun, drank a little bit, trying to walk our way through pavement, hoping to find MRT. Nope. we were lost somehow, I think. first, went somewhere near Great World City, ate chicken rice then we walked and walked. Try walking and u looked to the side. It was dark and eerie and sort of old buildings and trees around. You heard voices. How will u feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahz, of course scared! I believed we were all scared and just walked faster. On the side of the road, waited for taxi, must be the eighth one as it's more auspicious. Dunno why, we were scared but we were joking about it which was probably the cause of making us MORE scared. Finally took a mercz cab to cineleisure. For what? let me tell you... to go there find more mercz cab to take home. hahah. we went our separate ways after that. it was quite a hectic day. slept and have a nice long sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day afternoon woke up, I received a message. Shaun sent me. "F*** i took the forth cab on the road..." hahahz, I laughed my head off if u get what i mean! I wonder if the person I saw was still him actually. hahaz, crap, just joking, choy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113536082685267457?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113536082685267457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113536082685267457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113536082685267457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113536082685267457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/auspicious-cab.html' title='Auspicious Cab'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113535654084571171</id><published>2005-12-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:05:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this IS Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back from band after staying like basically the whole day in school. did some e-learning hw that was supposed to be done by today and then met up with shaun &amp;amp; zj to do ivp. did we do? YES! probably two sentences and the paper was in one of the rubbish bin in the school now. hahaz. just talked all the way until I had band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda sad today as band was rather empty, lot of people never come probably due to e-learning assignment. this led me to think back when I never go band, so guilty. esp when I took the consent form from Winson regarding the camp, then xuechun tagged and said - is because u nvr come band right? hahaz, yeah, but I be a good boi boi now. and yah, the really sad thing was that 'Finlandia' was removed from the repertoire. argh, I like that song a lot but perhaps removing that is a good one. maybe. luckily my favorite still there - RIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now drinking peppermint tea,weird taste just like drinking bland tea with a tinge of peppermint taste. what am I talking about? of course peppermint tea tastes like tea with peppermint. if not, it can't be tea with pepper. but i still like the original, I rather drink finish the tea then eat a mentos and the result is still the same, hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to christmas songs, one of the nicest is "Perfect Christmas" by S Club 7 and it goes along like this, "...I spent the perfect christmas with u..." and also "All I Want For Christmas Is U" by My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz, I was telling shaun now that Christmas is around the corner, these christmas songs definitely liven up the atmosphere and surprisingly very nice to listen to so we should start gathering all Chinese New Year songs too right now so in January, we are prepared with CNY songs. hahaz. so if anyone got, send me. I'm so ready for CNY! not the songs, just the festival. CNY songs can be irritating rather than addictive, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. thinking of buying x'mas present for my section but all guys, very hard to buy right? I think that buying guys present is the hardest. I think that girls are more concern about the thought and guys are all practical. at least to me, I'm a guy so I'm making that generalisation. hmm. so what to buy? i want to buy but don't know what to buy so in the end I may not even buy at all. haiz. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out with classmates to town for christmas's eve tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry X'mas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113535654084571171?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113535654084571171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113535654084571171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113535654084571171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113535654084571171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-christmas.html' title='this IS Christmas!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113517464901573894</id><published>2005-12-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:06:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate e-learning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;遇到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;你身上专属的陌生味道&lt;br /&gt;是我确认你存在的目标&lt;br /&gt;不用来回张望了　直到今世&lt;br /&gt;我们相隔着一个街角&lt;br /&gt;这么久了我还是可以看到&lt;br /&gt;感觉得到你对我的重要&lt;br /&gt;不会被天黑天亮打扰&lt;br /&gt;你每一次的温柔我都想炫耀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;我们绕了这么一圈才遇到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;我比谁都更明白你的重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;这么久了我就决定了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;决定了你的手我握了不会放掉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我们绕了这么一圈才遇到&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己不再庸人自扰&lt;br /&gt;因为我要的我自己知道&lt;br /&gt;只要你的肩膀依然让我靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another song that &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I like a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no idea who's the singer but it's from a drama that I'm currently watching. sian, my confession:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; " I want to go school and study so badly!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e-learning sounded so nice but it's giving me &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;load of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I have to finish. now, doing bit by bit, hopefully by &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;christmas day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can finish because next week is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;band camp week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;not gonna rush through the work on the last few days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before school starts this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going back to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;ctsb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to attend ceromony for the leaving of my &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;sec sch conductor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sad sia, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;change conductor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so next time if go back to band,&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; sure very weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it seems like &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;completely know no one at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;all the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I'm saying to myself. btw, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I received mail through intranet that my attendence is poor for my gems module&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, omg! I cannot skip anymore! haiz! remind me to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;attend every wednesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in case I have &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;evil thought of giving it a miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113517464901573894?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113517464901573894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113517464901573894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113517464901573894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113517464901573894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/hate-e-learning.html' title='Hate e-learning!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113509747881375816</id><published>2005-12-21T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:07:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plead ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/musicaldelight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/musicaldelight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singapore Polytechnic Symphonic Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Returns to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Immerse in an evening of glorious sounds in &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)font-size:180%;" &gt;Musical Delights XXIX&lt;/span&gt;, with an &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)font-size:100%;" &gt;eclectic repertoire of wind orchestral music&lt;/span&gt;. Led by resident conductor &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mr. Leonard Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the concert features Gustav Holst’s &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;A Moorside Suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a masterpiece written six years before the composer’s death. Other highlights include Jean Sibelius’s ever popular &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Finlandia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, James Curnow’s virtuosic &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Concertino for Solo Tuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Samuel Hazo’s rhythmically intense&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and James Barnes colourful arrangement of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22 Jan 2006 (Sun), 5.00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com/SOPApp/SOPPortal/portal_proxy?uri=,Vz1r%21j,3H6Bt2Z4vNkOrN=nZZfnIIU455AwsJFM"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SISTIC!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard - S$20, S$15&lt;br /&gt;Box Seat - S$20&lt;br /&gt;Restricted View - S$15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't just browse through! Take action and &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;come and support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not just me but every single one in Singapore Polytechnic Symphonic Band. I know that it &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;may be expensive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to some or perhaps boring to some, but it just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;going to happen once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The miracle, the magic, the wonderful sound is only going to occur &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;during that evening&lt;/span&gt; and miss it will be forever. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;We are not going to play the same concert through anywhere, anytime, anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Isn't it a pity not to share this moment with us! Do support! &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who want the tickets, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;do go and buy quickly&lt;/span&gt; to get better seats and be able to sit together in groups. In addition, do &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;inform me to help you all buy&lt;/span&gt; which will make it more convinient for you! Hope to hear some responses! Thanks man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113509747881375816?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113509747881375816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113509747881375816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113509747881375816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113509747881375816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/plead-me.html' title='Plead ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113482936905736153</id><published>2005-12-17T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:07:21.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just want to share a pretty &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;nice song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Nicholas Tse&lt;br /&gt;just so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;quite addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to his new album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;謝霆鋒 - 你微笑時好美&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;谁都看见你眼眶有泪 现在谁也不敢打扰谁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我却不想让你继续坠 让怀疑带你离人群太远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;这世界还很美 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;看我们选择什么视野 如果你愿意面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你微笑时好美 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;当你发现明天的无限 所有机会为爱和解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我也曾经眼眶忍着泪 拥抱回忆却面对明天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;因为爱你激起我去追 更好的明天与你相恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, A MUST LISTEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;" Finally "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Lee Hom&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna buy his new album&lt;br /&gt;but I &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;short of cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;need to save up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for 31/12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113482936905736153?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113482936905736153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113482936905736153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113482936905736153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113482936905736153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/addicted-me.html' title='Addicted ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113482761392363967</id><published>2005-12-17T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:07:40.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Am I fully-loaded with plenty of time?"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; I said NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but it's really strange that I could find time to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;arrange and tidy up my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)font-size:130%;" &gt;again and again&lt;/span&gt;. YES, just less than two months ago, my brother and I change the arrangement in our room to a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;really weird one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I found it &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;hard to move around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. However, I finally got used to it now and now I'm changing it again. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;I want to change the layout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;my brother wants to change the colour of the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I guess I'm pretty free now thinking that &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;holiday just started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but STOP, it's only e-learning week and there's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;plenty of work to do online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, also, not forgetting about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;ipra project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that is due on Mon which is less than two days. THEN? I just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;cannot understand myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, here I am, while blogging, I'm moving things around my room. I think &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I really no mood to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yet I cannot just do nothing so I &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;change my room layout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and yes, this is&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt; probably the sixth time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or even more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haiz. then maybe new year needs &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51)"&gt;something new again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113482761392363967?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113482761392363967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113482761392363967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113482761392363967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113482761392363967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/moodless-me.html' title='Moodless ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113481525745116388</id><published>2005-12-17T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:12:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; troubled over something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, just something, I can think of either situations to happen but neither one I wish will be the case. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;That's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and something sad happened to my friend, I sincerely hope that she will be fine and do take care. haiz. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;this is the mood for the starting of holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I shouldn't think too much, but &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;I can't control my mind&lt;/span&gt;. argh. I shall keep myself occupy with work and hopefully band and hanging out to perhaps &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;make my holiday a happier one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, went for the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLS food and fun fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. band was performing at the auditorium and the hosts actually close our performace after one song when we actually&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt; supposed to play three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haiz. dunno it's a good thing or not. in one way, this seems &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;no respect to the band and to the players&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, I knew I played badly so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;no point sounding bad longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaz, in conclusion, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I'm neutral now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be good! stay healthy!&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; it's fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)font-size:100%;" &gt;not all tries&lt;/span&gt; are worth trying and should try -&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; this is not a risk taker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113481525745116388?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113481525745116388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113481525745116388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113481525745116388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113481525745116388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/troubled-me.html' title='Troubled ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113466115013567653</id><published>2005-12-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:12:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, although still got one more day before holiday starts, but &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;there's seriously no more workload to trouble about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;one more ipra project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that can be done and rush finish throughout the weekend. the term just going to end soon and it was like so fast, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;can you imagine just seven more weeks for term four and I have complete one year of studies in poly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's really fast and that means &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I will be eighteen years old soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term has been a great term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wow! , busy though, less hanging out, more rest at home, damn tiring for weeks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;fun and great people in my class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (sorry I had to say, not all), gossiping, more thick-skinned, euphonium section and definitely dvpa! hahahaz! it's just like the beginning, I think that next year is going to be the real thing, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;eighteen is just the turning point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;next march, probably I can be able to go Dubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;June, probably can be going to Sweden too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, omg, if two trips are possible, won't that be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;simply wonderful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but problem rises again, and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;finally I'm going to encounter this problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;lack of money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my bank account is like finally &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;drop to three digits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it's not going to stop! I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;need a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a good one, so that I can &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;earn for the spending for these two trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I want to buy and spend overseas! hahaha, but it's still Dec now and I shall see! &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2005 ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I missed Econs lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;skipping lessons are like a habit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now for me, omg, next term, I must try to stop, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;I say try&lt;/span&gt;. then after that, dvpa was boring, there's some construction going on and I did my script for like so late the day before for nothing, hahaz. however, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;the class photo was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this time round,&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt; my hair was sprayed orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; unlike the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;previous time green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I seriously think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I look better with coloured hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but again &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;I want to be a good kid and listen to my mum not to dye hair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To her, hanging out late, dying hair, drinking alcohol, etc are somehow consider 'bad' as in, she will start to have thoughts &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;whether I will and have turn bad a not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so the best thing is not to do all these (trying) so that I can have more freedom to myself and while she still can see that &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I'm still the good obedient son that she has and really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the class photo, I really think it's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;damn nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I want it! then at three, it was ipra tutorial, damn boring, I seriously dunno why I went, I can see that Andrew Ang was &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;not very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the guys including me, hahaz, still managed to survive through, uptil now, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;I still have no freaking idea of what's going on in this module, I'm so gonna do badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when tutorial ends, went with zj and seejun to squash! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;omg, I'm playing squash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;damn tiring, it was like for sooo long since I play a sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. quite fun, although I never seem to understand what the people are playing when I used to see it. hahaz, it really needs skills to be able to play that, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;I don't seem to be able to focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and always failed to serve the ball. haiz, but first try, okie lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside squash, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;went jogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with zj at the field. wah, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I didn't know I'm so weak to that extent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I like run for two rounds which is like 800m, I'm already &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;panting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;my legs could not carry me further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, however, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I did manage to complete five rounds which was like 2km &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;even though felt like giving up every round but zj just encouraged me to go on. hahahaz, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;the first completed 2km in like six months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or perhap even more, hahaaz! &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy thing is that finally I ran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was like from so long ago I'm already talking about going for jogging, hahaz! hmm, I need to do more, ask me along for any other things &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;except basketball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(no idea why I resist basketball so much even uptil now), ahahz or else I most probably will be seen &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;sleeping or eating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's sort of a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;'christmas party'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going on, no idea whether I can go and is going. and then there's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;band practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sat have the performance for CLS event and at night, no idea whether I can make it for &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)font-size:100%;" &gt;vjc band concert&lt;/span&gt;. then on sunday, not sure whether the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;windsurfing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing is this week or next week then at night, maybe going out to&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51)"&gt; drink and watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but again no idea whether I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole of next week is e-learning and the following week, I consider it as &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)font-size:130%;" &gt;band camp for the entire week&lt;/span&gt;. Md concert coming, time to buck up for myself! and there's go the holiday. erm, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;so is it a holiday after all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not sure, hahaa, depends on how I spend it. yeah! I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;change myself, change my lifestyle, change my surrounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I want to live the ideal life in a ideal way starting from eighteen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113466115013567653?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113466115013567653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113466115013567653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113466115013567653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113466115013567653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/free-me.html' title='Free ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113447758047218072</id><published>2005-12-13T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:12:53.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very busy weeks and luckily it's ending soon, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;time flies really fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, everyday morning to evening and when I woke up, it's another hectic day.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt; still surviving, trying to cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it seems like I'm further away from my target or simply just falling behind. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;my assignments are getting the worst results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I can think of, there is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;no more 'A' miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already except for IDEAS (sadly, not an important module)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna play but &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, resting at home is what I hope every moment, but at home, it's the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;workload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that surrounding me, i may not do it but certainly, I'm troubled by it. haiz! I agree I do concern about results a lot cause that do show &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;academic performance on black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, however, like I said, it's ending soon, yeah! I'm looking foward to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;something to add on: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my attendace for band really sucks (like I sux), I did feel bad, I'm trying, I'm worry for my performance in MD concert, I will make up at my best during the break, I try to find a balance, I hope that it's not too late after all.&lt;br /&gt;hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113447758047218072?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113447758047218072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113447758047218072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113447758047218072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113447758047218072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/stress-me.html' title='Stress ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113361697292673895</id><published>2005-12-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:11:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I don't want to become Mrs. Tan &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;favourite student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! help me! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;economics is stressing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* i think go kbox KBox KBOX can solve the problem *&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113361697292673895?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/feeds/113361697292673895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298990&amp;postID=113361697292673895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113361697292673895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113361697292673895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/help-me.html' title='Help ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298990.post-113361368337145437</id><published>2005-12-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:11:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prey on ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Around MRT station,there are &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;bound to be&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;'predators'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hunting for&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;'preys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- usually young, innocent, looking good, etc as most &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;crowd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, those &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;surveyors or promoters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's alright for them to stop people and ask questions, be it interested or not. I don't know whether there is any force into it but as &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)font-size:100%;" &gt;gullible&lt;/span&gt; that surveyor or promoter can get, a slight &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;force element&lt;/span&gt; is definitely there. Okay, I been stopped by promoters before, for some kind of saving plans that is said to be sooo good for students - gets very &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;benefitial return&lt;/span&gt; with a little investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered it was like ten at night, I was &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;SO STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to actually stop and listen in the first place and even &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;MORE STUPID&lt;/span&gt; to believe her that she would only take up less than ten minutes of my time and just &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:180%;" &gt;ULTIMATE STUPID&lt;/span&gt; to stop by at the fast food chain to listen to her explain further which stretch until like eleven plus. I freaked out as it was like an hour of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;accounting lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. In the end, I forgot everything about it, and occasionally still receiving &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;follow up of calls&lt;/span&gt; asking me whether I have considered thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, a group of people which I really&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay, on one hand, they are good people, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)font-size:100%;" &gt;kind souls&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;volunteer themselves in fund-raising&lt;/span&gt;, asking people to buy this, buy that or donate money - most commonly seen nowadays is the $2 kind which leads to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;'never win'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; kind of competitions. The worst is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;$10 for membership card/soft toys or any amount to exchange for stickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The problem here is why is it only &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;targetting at students&lt;/span&gt;. Back then in secondary, with the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, these people always reach out to 'students' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I seen very few approach to those working people who are actually more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)font-size:85%;" &gt;financial independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when we participate in these activities, our&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ltimate targets go to adults&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which we presume will have the money to donate, on the other hand, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)font-size:100%;" &gt;adults target at the younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ones which they think will have more as kids nowadays are so well-off. In this case, everyone seem to be living so well. but everyone in certain extent &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;still and do need cash&lt;/span&gt;, very poor people may need money to actually get food and yet, better well off people may need money to buy their wants. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;there is no definite amount that a person actually needs&lt;/span&gt;, it can really range from &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;as low as hundreds to thousands&lt;/span&gt;. up to here, i want to say, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;i need money!&lt;/span&gt; To mention, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did donate sometimes if I feel like especially quite a number of times for the NKF and see what happe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)font-size:130%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the thing, i have no problem donating, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sparing some thought for needy people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but there are truly &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;many ways that we can do to carry out our thoughts&lt;/span&gt;. perhaps organisations should start thinking of better ways to help these people. seeing people taking tin cans with stickers is becoming so common and sometimes, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)font-size:100%;" &gt;it is just irritating&lt;/span&gt;. now, the most important thing that I'm voicing out is that the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of the volunteers. Maybe, it is that one in a thousand but one is already bad enough. it just make me feel that the action of getting asked and donating is like what I said, irritating. just last week, down the escalator, at the point of time on the escalator, I already knew that&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm getting 'preyed'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;because &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;I'm innocent, young, looking good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:85%;" &gt;[HAHA!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to the ground, this lady said and did something like this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please donate just two dollars to these needy people. They need the money. Just give me like one minute. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;You see from head to toe, you wear branded stuff, you sure have the money to donate one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;Come on, not as if you cannot afford to donate.&lt;/span&gt; Pleasssseeee. (beside the talking, the lady kept putting her &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;hand on my shoulder &lt;/span&gt;and perhaps getting irritated of people not donating, she sort of like push me. I DON'T WANT TO DONATE AND SHE PUSHED ME AND TALKED TO ME SO RUDELY AND IN THE END SHE GAVE UP AND STARED GHASTLY AT ME! WTH!&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maybe &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;she never know that I felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;I really felt this way&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;she really did it this way&lt;/span&gt;. How can she expect people to donate giving such attitude. If I say no, she can go to other people and try asking and not doing that from the point of exiting the escalator to the point where I almost reach the shelter area at jurong east mrt station.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if she don't have the patient, neither do I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;another incident, near the mrt station,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;a person tried to con me&lt;/span&gt;. please, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;I'm not even 1% silly to actually believe&lt;/span&gt;. it was after watching ngee ann band concert at VCH, on my way to lau pa sat to meet my sec friends, this &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;china man&lt;/span&gt; say something like this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, yound kid, are you Singaporeans? You see, I'm from China and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I flied to Singa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;pore to find my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;but my friend flied back to China&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so you see, we're both Chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:180%;" &gt;Chinese should help each other ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm currently penniless so perhaps you could give me $10 to eat. (I told him I had no money and really is no money in my wallet) Then, he said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)font-size:130%;" &gt;Why not I bring you to the nearest ATM and you use your card to take out some money for me?&lt;/span&gt;" wth, he straight away made conclusion that I will have a card,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's know, if i went with the guy, probably at the ATM, he will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;pull out a pen knife from his pant&lt;/span&gt;, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;threaten me to take out more money and give him&lt;/span&gt; then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt; I don't want to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, he will just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;stab me with the pen knife&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I start to bleed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;he took all the money and run away&lt;/span&gt;, I'm there, spotted by one kind soul and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I'm sent to hospital&lt;/span&gt;, stay in hospital for like one week and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;no need to go school&lt;/span&gt;, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;my mum will keep scolding and nagging at me&lt;/span&gt; about how many times she has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;warned me not to talk to strangers&lt;/span&gt; in case they put potion and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;I will get trick&lt;/span&gt;. Haiz, but it didn't happen. I say no again and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;walked away as fast as I could&lt;/span&gt;, cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;he really look like a bad guy that's going to kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and I don't understand why in the first place I still listen to him talked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:180%;" &gt;phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;still a 'prey'&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;an easy one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;how innocent I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, hahaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113361368337145437?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113361368337145437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113361368337145437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/12/prey-on-me.html' title='Prey on ME!'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113247639254807101</id><published>2005-11-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:24:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Pasted Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/CoolMinwoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/CoolMinwoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;interesting picture&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just want to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of their idol&lt;br /&gt;so they &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cut their heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and pasted on many &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;other photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, lots of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicely done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113247639254807101?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113247639254807101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113247639254807101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/pasted-head.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Pasted Head&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113248217821956820</id><published>2005-11-20T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:27:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Sectional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i went for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday, bacause first, there's sectional, secondly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want my bag back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which i left it on friday. hahaz. the whole day was like&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Moorside Suite March'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. certain parts just played for like more than thirty times &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tired sia. in the end, i still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't really can play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; those parts especially the 'running' notes part, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my tonguing still sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. had practices like until four before i ended my day in sp band. hahaz, i'm surprised i'm there for so long. hahaz. one last thing, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;my bag was really heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with the extra &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one kg weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in it, i felt so 'heavy' when i went home, hahaz.&lt;/span&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/12298990-113248217821956820?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113248217821956820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113248217821956820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/band-sectional.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Band Sectional&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113248119287922754</id><published>2005-11-19T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:06:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friday always have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stressful morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; news writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, time is a huge factor&lt;br /&gt;must be able to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete and rush finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; assignments&lt;br /&gt;not even have &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sufficient time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to check through&lt;br /&gt;and i just have to be real fast and faster&lt;br /&gt;next, econs tutorial, i hate it, it's scary&lt;br /&gt;i'm just simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;confuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and no idea how to do&lt;br /&gt;especially when i found out out of eight mcq&lt;br /&gt;i only got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;right and wth, i spent time doin' it&lt;br /&gt;then still remember the last lecture&lt;br /&gt;there's a&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; simple maths calculation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be done&lt;br /&gt;i went crazy for that one and needed a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;calculator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for it&lt;br /&gt;next week tutorial if i confuse again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went band room to put my bag first as i'm off to town to watch&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet of Fire'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with nicole, gajan &amp;amp; regina. the bag was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after zj passed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1kg of weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me and down in my bag but i didn't expect myself &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not returning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to band, how bad i was. hahaz. so my bag was left &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in bandroom while i'm outside enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 'changing appetites' to have our lunch, it wasn't bad, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quite filling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i saw the menu and it written the restaurant's chinese name as "Man Tian Xing" which means &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;full of stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. erm.. the ambience shown none of that. haha. finshed the lunch and here came the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;disgusting game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. poor guys, this is a game for guys only and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;restrictly for unlucky guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. eventually i think i ended up the loser cos i think i ate the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'mixed-with-watever-things-found-on-the-table'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; food most of the time &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hahaz, heyhey, but i don't think the food was that bad, at least not like last time in&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sakae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was real disgusting and inedible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, zj left for work, we went first to watch 'Harry Potter'. Children are&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; irritating creatures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the movie theatre. they cannot sit on their seat and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; finish watching the show, rather, they will&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; run in and out&lt;/span&gt; of the theatre, and the worst of all, they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dunno where their seats were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after they came back in. hahaz, i thought only old people have &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;short term memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. after that went for second movie, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Zathura'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i thought it was better than Harry Potter probably because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i LURVE 'Jumanji' a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Zathura was basically about the same just that it's a space adventure and it's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;funnier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danny was damn adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaz, after that, third movie of the day, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Rock School'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haiz... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;do go and watch it and regret it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cause i did go and watch it and i regretted it. it was simply a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; documentary&lt;/span&gt; and was just a right movie for people to sleep, hahaz. can see from the number of people &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;walking out of the theatre halfway through the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we did walk out as it's simply &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to stay on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took taxi home, to toa payoh then telok blangah then je. there goes&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; a big hole in my pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that day, paying for three movies (and even more as i'm paying first) and yah, also went for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;during waiting time for the movie. hahaz, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i won nicole and gajan once each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, be it by luck, what i knew, if i don't have skill, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. from the game, clearly i did have luck, ahhaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one amusing incident, the first time the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;white ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went in, we were like looking for it, throwing balls into the hole, hopefully getting the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'stucked' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;white ball out, tried every holes, hit on the table, tried ways to get it out. gave up, asked the info counter, the white ball was at the hole of the other side of the table for collection. argh,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; it was so embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we knew nothing about that hole, thought the white ball flows the same place as the colour balls. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore basically have no other place to go already,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; i want to be eighteen soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a legal age to do more stuff, hahaz, by that time i can officially go club liao which i think it's going to be damn fun. and yah, any &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;work recommendations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i want to work but i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to go find work. i need money because i getting real poor now and i need money for&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ipod video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and money to spend for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweden trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and money to shop for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; clothes&lt;/span&gt; and money for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new phone nokia N80 or N92&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113248119287922754?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113248119287922754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113248119287922754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/movie-marathon.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Movie Marathon&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113206724795831297</id><published>2005-11-15T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:07:27.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not a happy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - it's still the same&lt;br /&gt;not because of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - i still like to sing&lt;br /&gt;not because of&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - i enjoyed band today a lot&lt;br /&gt;just that i'm not happy and i'm kinda pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;do respect my decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/12298990-113206724795831297?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113206724795831297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113206724795831297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/unhappy.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Unhappy&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113206748935524162</id><published>2005-11-15T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:11:29.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bu Pa Bu Pa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm afraid of guo mei mei's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"bu pa bu pa" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;song&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;learn it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;irritate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shaun&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't go mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113206748935524162?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113206748935524162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113206748935524162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/bu-pa-bu-pa.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Bu Pa Bu Pa&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113199006945214854</id><published>2005-11-14T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T01:41:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had made a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;major decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that's to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quit CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i don't know if i'm allow to do so but for certain, i'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not going anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and i've prepared the $200 already to give at anytime. it's really &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be thinking every monday whether to go for it a not.  every monday will be so down and tired just by thinking of it. but why go &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;because of the bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if it's something that i'm really &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not willing to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do and somehow it had became something that i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept avoiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i think it's time to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now every monday, the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is  save for myself, the CYA side  will not need to bother about my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; attendance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; or even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like going late everytime. i know that it's hard, quitting this may cause a lot of&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to them and they will be the ones helping me to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;clear this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it makes me sound irresponsible too, but i want to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;end this as soon as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and not going to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;force myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to carry on until Feb. i'm sorry. i had to go with what i'm really thinking of and that's to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, i'm just really bad at coping and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;managing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anything, money, time, work, etc... i think that just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;band alone is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with CYA will just be hectic, i don't really need it to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;make my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more stressful and complicated. perhaps if CYA is my only cca, i may not quit, but now with band, and since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;band is always what i enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since primary school, i chose to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CYA. i'm giving applause to some of the seniors in CYA who holds a number of cca, they manage to survive through, dunno how they did it, they're just so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, band alone is already very tiring and stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i know that i don't. maybe one day i will &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;regret making this decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but it's definitely my decision for now and i'm clear about that. i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;prefer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be 'out' than being 'in'volve in various activities by the school. haizz. i guess that's enough. i'm not going to say anything about CYA le, please do &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or even better, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no need to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tomorrow is band, and band is band, i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;keeping silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nothing subject to CYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Just Like Heaven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;and it's still &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113199006945214854?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113199006945214854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113199006945214854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/quit.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Quit&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113186937212546114</id><published>2005-11-13T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:14:46.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hung Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/britney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/britney.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sister ordered the limited edition of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Madonna's 'Confessions on a Dance Floor' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno is buy for me or help me buy&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i have to pay her, hahaz&lt;br /&gt;i didn't say i want to buy just that 'hung up' is just so addictive&lt;br /&gt;she should have buy the above for me!&lt;br /&gt;and then we kiss...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/12298990-113186937212546114?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186937212546114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186937212546114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/hung-up.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Hung Up&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113186771542431028</id><published>2005-11-13T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T15:41:55.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wizard of Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/WizardofOzf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/WizardofOzf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're off to see the Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! there was.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If ever oh ever a Wiz! there was The Wizard of Oz is one because,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because, because, because, because, because.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because of the wonderful things he does.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113186771542431028?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186771542431028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186771542431028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/wizard-of-oz.html' title='&lt;center&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113186564655933388</id><published>2005-11-12T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:14:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went Lido to watch&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Sky High'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with gajan, dong &amp; halimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before that, wednesday was a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, first up, there was web publishing lesson and then it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hey, i know how to plot a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with that software liao (of course with given instruction) but i made amendments to it. and next lesson i'm suppose to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hand in the first CA already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the movie, it was a typical &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;superhero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; story with villians, super powers, happy ending, etc.. and it was quite predictable but it was still good to me. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warren Peace &amp; Layla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were just so coolz! if i can have any powers, i will &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;want to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but i don't. However, i seemed to have a lot of static electricity. hahahaz. after the show, we went over to far east, and dunno why, i&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'shocked' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dong with &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;static electricity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for like &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;numerous times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not the normal kind of shock, rather they were &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;really painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even with clear sound effects, hahahz! even when gajan and halimah touched, they were 'shocked' too. it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, off i rushed back home to catch the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yesh! the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paolo family got eliminated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! i had been waiting for so long for them to disappear from the show, the sons irritate me but it was fun to see &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;momma paolo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/TARfamily-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/TARfamily-005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiz.. really hope that &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Weavers can just win this whole race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i don't understand why the other teams just hate them, the show did not portray them to be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and argh, there's no amazing race next week. i had to wait. i'm not a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;patient person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! probably the bransens or desperate housewives will take the fourth spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then thursday, went to watch&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Just Like Heaven' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with zj, gajan &amp; regina. don't be fool by the poster, i felt that the movie was good and hilarious, one of the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;better movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;currently shown now. but why must the girl woke up after the guy kissed her, what a lame scene to include in such a good movie although the whole plot of the show was alreay &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. after that, guessed what, went to watch the second movie and it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Sky High' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;again. hahahz! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after that, just plain tired, reached home at one plus, read econs and dunno did what until four then i went to sleep. i woke up the next day, tired, forgot everything about econs, went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the econs tutorial was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;very fruitful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that's what i thought. if the tutorial carry on like this, i don't think it's hard to score good for this module le. anyway after that, went ps to watch &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'the exorcism of emily rose'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; argh, i fell asleep halfway not because it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but rather i was very tired so a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would be good since i have band later. argh. should i watch again? but anyway, the first hour, i thought it was quite nice although i thought that it was a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;horror movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;before that. and yah, it's a pg rating. the story was superb. it was a true story... i felt so sad for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at six, i went back sp for band practice. i felt so lost playing, strangely, i felt the piece going &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;faster and faster &lt;/span&gt;each time, haizz, should be me getting &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;slower and slower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;each time. i seriously need practices. my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;greatest weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is definitely tonguing part. argh. hahaz. and one more thing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;stamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i still don't think i have stamina to last through the whole concert. see how. i must turn into a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;band freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sat afternoon, i sold my psp. went to school to take &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;euphonium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; home to practise. another thing i found out,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; i'm very weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i completely wear out when i reached home. throughout the journey back, my hand just alternate to carry the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;instrument and i'm panting all the way. hahahaz! anyway, bought &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;' The Wizard of Oz '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to watch later in the night. i like the songs and i still remember reading the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; book back in primary school. hahahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113186564655933388?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186564655933388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113186564655933388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/movies.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Movies&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113154543667309525</id><published>2005-11-07T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:16:24.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah, today's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; trying very hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to make myself go and yes i did go but at seven although it starts at six. Today, my first time at North area and it's really so much better than South area, the area was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until like eight plus and there i stood waiting for the seniors to come and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;test me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hahaz! try to test me down with even questions at public area, heyhey, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i knew the answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hahaz, lucky sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lily also came to my area, and it was like&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; two seniors, two cso and lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there for quite some time. listened to lily's 'talk', something about must walk around, approach people more, must be very &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and she told brandon i too stiff and what can i do, i like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stoneing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even when i walk, so how to feel more relax, hahaz. so the duty ended pretty fast and at the end, the cso, Bo Mi, so funny, kept wanting me to eat the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she brought so i ate it. oh ya, why i late i cannot have break! bias, haiz... i'm a guy mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after signing off, waiting for seniors to scold us at &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, me &amp; zj went buy food for so long that the seniors wanted to&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; rush off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; first... but anyway, back to listen to their &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quick scolding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, again, treatment of male and female species is so different esp. when the seniors are majority guys. hahahz. nvm, i never really listen though cause it's just so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;predictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;CYA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ended!&lt;br /&gt;14th Nov next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113154543667309525?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113154543667309525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113154543667309525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-long-time.html' title='&lt;center&gt;It&apos;s Been a Long Time&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113127596966821365</id><published>2005-11-06T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:19:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CYA tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorrow&lt;/span&gt; while typing these&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;, i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;, i'm feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because tomorrow there is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!! ruined my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113127596966821365?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113127596966821365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113127596966821365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/cya-tomorrow.html' title='&lt;center&gt;CYA tomorrow&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113127495238250866</id><published>2005-11-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:11:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 4th Nov</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i had&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; skipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;first&lt;/span&gt; lesson just&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;week since school started, hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;went for 2hours of econs tutorial, i was the only one who never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; attend the first lesson so i was early for the econs tutorial. the 'teacher' came in and talked to me, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sked me ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out what &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;elective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i take like public relation, advertising,etc.. then i was&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i told her how will i know. then she started to get a little bit &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;louder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, told me how could i not know what i'm studying, already year two liao. hahah, then i replied her i was year one, and okie, her &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, she got in the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ten, econs tutorial started. it was an &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;interestin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, erm no, it should be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;engaging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and relax lesson. noon, lesson ended, yeah, it's more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with zj,zl,dione,alwyn &amp; dong to suntec&lt;br /&gt;for wat? to eat at &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;carls' jr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; not open&lt;br /&gt;we actually took one big round to find that place and it's not open!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;subway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is besid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e so lunched th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ere.&lt;br /&gt;talked till 2.30 and i left first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ps to meet vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,sy,l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;x,gl &amp; yc a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;swensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Sadako.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Sadako.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the girl beside is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; girl&lt;br /&gt;it's been like more than&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; six months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or even longer since i saw most of them&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy birthday lor&lt;br /&gt;my birthday &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went with gl to suntec to meet jess &amp; lk&lt;br /&gt;the singapore radio hits awards was held there&lt;br /&gt;had the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;red carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; session down there&lt;br /&gt;not very interested about it though&lt;br /&gt;there's no &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and this award even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t had always been borin'&lt;br /&gt;but i did saw some stars like stella,kelly,jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang,linjunjie,maia,etc...&lt;br /&gt;left early before more stars came to njc to watch &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NJCSB presents BAND-iT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everything before interval and after interval, it starts off with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Western Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; performance, it was funny when the song&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'lonely' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was played and one guy just stood alone, walked here and there looking very lost. and then, another dance item by&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Funk'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; followed by a song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;item by one of the classes. it was pretty borin' though cause i was there for the band. hahaz! but it was considered good already since the jc people were having exams lately. and there was a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;percussion ensemble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with two ending pieces, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"The Prince of Egypt"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"One Moment in Time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. first, the former, the song was nice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; had brought back &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ctsb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it was exactly the same version that we played back then, i could still remember my parts and it was so nice to hear it again. as for the latter, this was a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; song and the band played with &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;vocals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;supported by two njc students. one of them was Chri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stine! nice vocal, the guy,roman, sang damn well sia! the concert ended at nine and after that went to the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;makansutra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; beside esplanade to eat &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/atNJCconcert3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't find it troublesome to eat the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;prawns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so all prawns belonged to me, hahahz! quite a lot and big. very full. managed to catch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;last train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back to je, headed home, use com, sleep. haiz..still got np concert, vjc concert and band fiesta. must come watch sp one too! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at esplanade, 22nd Jan, $16 or $21!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113127495238250866?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113127495238250866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113127495238250866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-4th-nov.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Friday 4th Nov&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113101770171971594</id><published>2005-11-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T09:28:16.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have been watching&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Bleach"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; recently&lt;br /&gt;starting from the first episode &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until 55 today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ichimaru Gin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my favourite character although he's not the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'good' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. now must wait &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;every week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for new episode...&lt;br /&gt;i don't have &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;invite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i got so much that i wanted to watch!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sky High&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- Bad Santa -&lt;br /&gt;- Flightplan -&lt;br /&gt;- All About Love -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- Oliver Twist -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken Little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113101770171971594?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101770171971594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101770171971594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/bleach.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Bleach&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113101856397418094</id><published>2005-11-02T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:49:23.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucky gem module&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;my gem is &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Creative Art &amp; Music - A Spinoff from Mathematics"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of this gem, i found out that i don't really have much &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really gonna do &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for this module&lt;br /&gt;still need to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;formulas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(trial &amp; error) like&lt;br /&gt;A-cos(x+1).sin(x)&lt;br /&gt;tan(x)+cosec(2x-1)&lt;br /&gt;and etc.. damn it, i can't even &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;most of them lah&lt;br /&gt;i looked across the class, pp could come out with very nice &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mine&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; sucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, how to come out with &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fancy equations!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no one to blame then&lt;br /&gt;just to say i have no creativity&lt;br /&gt;but never mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113101856397418094?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101856397418094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101856397418094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/gems.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Gems&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113101444386305858</id><published>2005-11-01T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T18:40:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;public holiday today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; almost the whole day&lt;br /&gt;it was during the evening then i went out&lt;br /&gt;first to je cd rama to collect my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cd&lt;br /&gt;then met nicole &amp; zj to collect her one at hmv orchard&lt;br /&gt;basically that's the only &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;purpose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;why i went out&lt;br /&gt;luckily, we never decide to go home straight&lt;br /&gt;or else i should have stayed at home,&lt;br /&gt;went to see &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; schedule and none is fine so went &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead&lt;br /&gt;i lost to nicole again... her &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lah, hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;took red line back home, what a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; journey&lt;br /&gt;to nicole, we never &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at all throughout the journey&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of that sia&lt;br /&gt;hahahahz&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+ i don't really stone that much +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/12298990-113101444386305858?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101444386305858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113101444386305858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/11/deepavali.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Deepavali&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113067465483265083</id><published>2005-10-30T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:17:34.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoneless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally, school is &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;commencing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tomorrow, i kind of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as it's like the first week in poly again, just that people around i'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already yet lessons are all change&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday afternoon, attended a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and at night, a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wedding dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's really hard to resist all the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;temptations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so i just ate as normal and apparently, i lack a lot of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sad man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad man again! i'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;phoneless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; currently as my brother helped me take my phone for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;repair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i finally understood what shaun meant by don't feel like going out after no phone. i'm feeling that. actually asked zj and gajan to go out one but phone like that... worst is already asked, but i dunno how to contact them say don't want already, haizz. so sorry johan, cannot go &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fish &amp; co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eat again le so as you said, i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;owe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you a treat now, haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow has to wake up &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for eight o' clock lesson, all the way to five and then have band all the way to ten. but good thing is no CYA for me again. haizz... i really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joining &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just becuse i find myself not &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;committing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to it at all and not cya's fault, i don't know how i'm going to survive for another four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. Poor&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Poor&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; zj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113067465483265083?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067465483265083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067465483265083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/phoneless.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Phoneless&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113067322439169213</id><published>2005-10-29T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:53:44.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lower brass sectional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at three&lt;br /&gt;i happened to be the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;first eupho player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the very first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahahahz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;band practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at six thirty&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably very tired since morning and plus the sectional&lt;br /&gt;played &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Filandia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ride"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A Moorside Suite"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;the first two pieces are DAMN nice&lt;br /&gt;i kind of like them a lot&lt;br /&gt;but my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still need a lot to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;catch up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it just two month plus left&lt;br /&gt;haiz........&lt;br /&gt;these &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made me so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then&lt;/span&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/12298990-113067322439169213?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067322439169213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067322439169213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/dying.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Dying&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113067259221994159</id><published>2005-10-28T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:43:12.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; session this evening&lt;br /&gt;met up with nicole &amp; zl&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime before i go out, there seem to be some kind of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;forces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that pull me back into my house to go toilet, change clothes one after another, on tv, drink something, etc... and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;delay after delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, finally when i look at the clock, i really have no choice but just went off as quickly. however still late. hmm... i never seem to be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;punctual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a lot of things, but if i do, do &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it and don'tbe late too. hahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to kbox&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ladies' night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means i had to pay &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$16+++ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and the girls just money for one glass of drink and overall i pay for zl too cos i promised her a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haiz... but nvm, anyway this session was coolz. this was the first time that i'm able to sing so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; comfortably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in kbox, i sang all i want. i realized that &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are really dominating the chinese music industry sia cos everything we sang just seem so sad except for a few. zl sang until no &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;liao but still carry on, nicole seem to like  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a lot, hahaz. then i must kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and sing so i can sing out. (haha, nicole also had to stand when singing duet). for hours, we stayed there until very lack of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and when we were really tired, went off at one plus in the morning, took cab and head straight &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully next session, kbox will have all of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jay's new song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 枫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;freakin'&lt;br /&gt;addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113067259221994159?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067259221994159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113067259221994159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/k-box.html' title='&lt;center&gt;K Box&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113025675846816275</id><published>2005-10-26T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:12:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overslept</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never go for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;band &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;took a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;woke up and it's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should have gone out instead&lt;br /&gt;didn't go because of band&lt;br /&gt;and now i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;overslept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored at home now&lt;br /&gt;waiting for&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; k-box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on thurs&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my voice recover by that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+ i better jog tomorrow morning, i promise +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113025675846816275?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113025675846816275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113025675846816275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/overslept.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Overslept&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-113007635498163786</id><published>2005-10-23T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:09:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;crumpler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bag today, yeah i finally have a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bag!&lt;br /&gt;eat &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;durians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today, damn it, one durian costs 40+ or 50+&lt;br /&gt;i'm so full now with that durian, hopefully i don't get &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (going too...)&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;more week to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+ for my ipod video +&lt;br /&gt;hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-113007635498163786?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113007635498163786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/113007635498163786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/wishlist.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Wishlist&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112999640214047770</id><published>2005-10-22T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:53:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouthpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went out with my section this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - proceed to Swee Lee Company&lt;br /&gt;then to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paya lebar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Windworks&lt;br /&gt;order this in the end&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MouthpieceGreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MouthpieceGreen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MouthpieceGlowinthedark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/MouthpieceGlowinthedark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;either &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;crystal green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glow-in-the-dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously can't wait, i want to play with it badly&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my section, i learnt a lot of things related to my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;instrument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaz, esp zhenyang, although i a lot of time &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it, i did learn a lot.&lt;br /&gt;simply can't wait for md concert at esplanade, the repertoire is damn nice&lt;br /&gt;priced at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so do come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112999640214047770?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112999640214047770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112999640214047770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/mouthpiece.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Mouthpiece&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112990990872072287</id><published>2005-10-21T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:51:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Jay3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/wjslave4u/Jay3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is nicole's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ go preorder his album! +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112990990872072287?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112990990872072287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112990990872072287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/jay.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Jay&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112981324711023476</id><published>2005-10-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:14:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been staying at home for the entire day&lt;br /&gt;saw a lonely guitar hiding at one corner&lt;br /&gt;i took it and tried to pluck it&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i want to learn back &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it's from the basic. although i learnt for like more than one year, but i seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgotten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;everything. back in the past, my guitar lesson was on &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; morning. aiyo, this timing was for sleeping... i simply never put in any effort to learn back then, it's either i'm late for lessons or else i would just skipped lessons. then when i'm in the class, i would always &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;panic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when i played as i'm not familiar with it. haiz... but luckily i did end the whole lesson with an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. phew. i want to learn piano too! but i guess i learnt back guitar well first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah, i finally ate home cooked food by my mum, it's been a long time since i actually did that, always eat out or buy from outside. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it was just plain porridge with sardine and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT DOGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and is a lot of hotdogs at one go. hahahaz, brought back left over hotdogs from bbq and now my mum cooking it for consecutive two days. saw one full plate of like 15 hotdogs and it's for 3 or less people :( i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;don't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hotdogs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112981324711023476?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112981324711023476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112981324711023476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/guitar.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Guitar&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112973072243100897</id><published>2005-10-19T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:11:04.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over The Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hoohoo. today is the day that i'm waiting for for weeks&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;results are out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Creative Communication - A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Information Technology for Business - A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fundamentals of Marketing - B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desktop Publishing - B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Introduction to Communication Principles - B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Character Development - B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oral Communication - C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... i'm half &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;contented&lt;/span&gt;, half &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappointed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with these results. i'm glad that my cc got A and cd got B+ cos before this, i sort of estimate how much i have to get and how i will get. i need to get 89 and above for the print ad thingy to get overall A and have to score damn well for the last cd presentation (which was.... hahahaz) and now i'm shocked to get that score for cd. Happy. okay, the sad part, i got a C for oc which means that i'm not qualify to go for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;specialist diploma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(someone said we all did well and we don't have to worry and now gave us these results!! hypocrite!). then as for icp, i'm damn sad that i did not get an A, hey, B+ can just means 79 and is just one point less to A. Argh! i did well for the first 50% and now the exam &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up everything. then fom got B, i have got nothing to say. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :x it's over now. new set of modules coming and hopefully the gpa for then will be even higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112973072243100897?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973072243100897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973072243100897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/over-period.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Over The Period&lt;center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112973216654019575</id><published>2005-10-19T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:59:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went for class &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today at east coast park.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry to have book pit 14, somewhere neither near to anywhere, hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;at 3, went to buy the things and food needed at imm and from there, travelled to east coast park. it was raining all the way at the east side and the weather was just so weird... when the car travelled along area a-b, it was pouring heavily, then when it went just a little ahead, the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stopped, then the car went back again, and it turned sunny. hahaz. arrived there at about 5.30, set up, no lighter, waiting for the lighter to come and hopefully more people reached. by 7, we started to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;try start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the fire. dunno why, maybe it's a bad day, fire could not be started until like 10 plus. a lot of food. cute little &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; running around, hahaz. after that late in the night, left only like six staying over night at the pit. i think i got drunk over the night, only remembered the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Hai Dai Quan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with nicole (which zj showed me on his phone, it was pretty siao... like entertainers and gambling session in the morning..hahahz. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you shaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for giving me his money $16. woohoo. went mac early in the morning, took taxi home, ready for results. all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112973216654019575?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973216654019575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973216654019575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/bbq.html' title='&lt;center&gt;BBQ&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12298990.post-112973377514397153</id><published>2005-10-16T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:56:15.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quidam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quidam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my brother&lt;br /&gt;the performance was damn freaking nice&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch it again&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298990-112973377514397153?l=stoned-slaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973377514397153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298990/posts/default/112973377514397153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoned-slaver.blogspot.com/2005/10/quidam.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Quidam&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>mr.stoner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480827151895003443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
