<?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-15320224</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:16:12.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8857609555749403993</id><published>2007-12-25T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:53:21.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we've moved</title><content type='html'>thank you for visiting daniel's ex blog. feel free to browse through all 310-posts of archives and laugh at his life. for more mundane everyday nonsense, click here. and while youre doing that, have yourself a merry little christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dannyboy325.wordpress.com"&gt;http://dannyboy325.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see you on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8857609555749403993?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8857609555749403993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8857609555749403993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8857609555749403993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8857609555749403993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/12/weve-moved.html' title='we&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2923476333810244428</id><published>2007-11-01T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:19:54.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>possibly temporary. this is NOT a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dannyboy325.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh i am random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-2923476333810244428?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2923476333810244428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2923476333810244428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2923476333810244428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2923476333810244428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/11/possibly-temporary.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7706169938064747110</id><published>2007-10-31T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:39:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whims and fancies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chinese o lvls today. i found it hard, dunno about you. hopefully everyone found it hard, then the bell curve will just shift upwards. i wonder if it can be a bell curve if its totally assymetrical. or if it ends before reaching 75%. anyway, now theres only mep and guitar left. and i have yet to start preparing for either of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with my mum after chinese. pepper lunch doesnt taste as good as it used to, or maybe its just that im sick. and i realised how stupid i am. im sick and i went to cycle and run around. cycled along the canal, thats 2.4 km, then from ghim moh to my house, along the road. thats about. 5 or 6 bus stops i think. uphill half the time. or 3/4. and now im feeling even more sick. and my head hurts. stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what subjects to pick next year. having dropped physics last year, i only have 2 main choices. i either do arts courses in uni, meaning humans subjects, or medicine. ill probably take chem history and math at higher level, with larts, chinese and bio/econs at sl. so its between bio and econs. if i take econs, i cant take medicine. if i take bio, it only adds medicine. so the point is, do i see myself with a dr in front of my name within the next 10 years. to think of it, i have no idea why i want to be a lawyer, or why i DONT want to be a doctor. i think it was just on the spur of the moment when i went. i think i shall be a lawyer when i grow up. why? oh no reason. just for the fun of it. and i dont even know if itll be fun. think you stupid brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to continue with my point about the non-existence of fairness. it brings me to something we discussed in POD this year. about how, despite the fact that there is no perfection in human society, we still have the notion of such a concept. so where could such a concept come from. for example if you lived in a primitive society with no computers your whole life, you couldnt possibly imagine the possibility of the internet. so why is it that we are able to imagine perfection despite having absolutely no contact with it. unless we have, and through a supernatural being that is GOD. well my head hurts now so im not thinking properly. so im sorry if whatever i just said makes no argumentative sense whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should shift from blogspot. but what about my archives. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;with you&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/15320224-7706169938064747110?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7706169938064747110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7706169938064747110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7706169938064747110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7706169938064747110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/whims-and-fancies.html' title='whims and fancies'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3859767231142344730</id><published>2007-10-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:46:05.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>additional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bytes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the midst of a conversation with therese, this statement came up. where has the fairness in the world gone. well it made me think. and here's what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt such a thing as fairness. how would you define fairness? everyone being equal? and therefore getting equal pay and benefits? an ideal communist society perhaps. how is that fair then. even when i work harder than you, ill get the same things. ill have to eat the same food, live in the same kind of house and circumstances. wouldnt that make life unfair for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about the other scenario. meritocracy. reap what you sow. and here's where all the dissatisfied people go: thats not fair. why are those people more privileged. why can people afford to donate millions of dollars at one shot when i have to slog half of my life away just earning one million. why do people own hotel chains when im still paying off the loan for my house. human nature is a continually unhappy one. it gives rise to change and progress through our everlasting hunger for a better life. it also gives rise to hatred, feelings of unhappiness, and looking for ways to outdo others and leave them in your wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i was going to say that fairness died when politics was invented. but i think now that mankind killed fairness when we envisioned the possibility of such a concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3859767231142344730?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3859767231142344730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3859767231142344730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3859767231142344730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3859767231142344730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/additional.html' title='additional'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-79093652391858141</id><published>2007-10-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:25:57.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the first monday of the holidays. and as with all holidays, its spent in school. guitar from 1030 to 430. and i actually left my house at 930, thinking that guitar started at 10. unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, i was distracted by my phone and missed the bus. and unfortunately 74 doesnt come that often. well not as often as i would like it too. so i ended up getting to school only 10 minutes early. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now just after handing over council, i have a new job. well not really. we still have stuff to do, like clear out our cupboards and plan council camp. and as guitar pres ill have more work to do too. like admin stuff for next year, planning concerts, reminding people about practices, organising the orchestra. ah well. i need to jump out of this slacking mood. especially with mep o lvls a week away. and chinese o lvls in 2 days. slap me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make me mug.&lt;br /&gt;im spending too much time&lt;br /&gt;on the phone&lt;br /&gt;on the comp&lt;br /&gt;on the xbox&lt;br /&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/15320224-79093652391858141?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-15320224.post-3695235232912110142</id><published>2007-10-28T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:29:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>peiyi.                      prepare. says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;in times of trouble, do not FRET. you can always PULL IT OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3695235232912110142?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3695235232912110142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3695235232912110142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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holidays by destroying my iTunes library. in an attempt to convert calida's song from wav to mp3 so i could put it in my phone, i clicked on iTunes. and seeing as how it didnt work, i naturally clicked on it again. and again. and again. until my comp lagged. so i ctrl-alt-deleted and ended the itunes process. and the next time i opened it, my library was empty. so i had to recreate the library, with all play counts and ratings set at 0. and with no playlists. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all the sadness. halo 3 is a really interesting game. especially once i koped a giant axe thingy from one of the enemies, which sets of a gigantic shock wave explosion when you whack someone with it. yay. kill. kill. kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinese&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;more music.&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/15320224-1947341224121799131?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1947341224121799131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1947341224121799131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1947341224121799131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1947341224121799131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-so.html' title='and so'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-144126764868459342</id><published>2007-10-27T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:05:35.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the suspense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are the heavens for, if not for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. this is going to be a relatively long post, seeing as how i was out the whole of yesterday and today and so couldnt blog about all the stuff i wanted to blog about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. we celebrated kevin wong's birthday today. happy birthday kwong. and since i was out yesterday till late, i overslept and woke up at 10am. when his party was supposed to start at 10 and happens to be at east coast. inevitably, because of the stupid rigidity of the space-time continuum, i was late for the party. ate breakfast at 1030, left the house, reached his place at 11, and ate lunch at 12. and i must say, 1 and a half burgers, 5 chicken wings, fries and a milkshake leave you a very full person if you eat them less than 2 hours after your breakfast. played nintendo DS, of which there were 4. 2 belonging to his aunts, one to his brother and one to him. ate doughnuts with candles on top of them in place of a cake, and drank milo while everyone else except kevin low drank irish coffee. containing alcohol. ah well. too bad i dont take coffee. then. we played nintendo wii. man his grandma's house is such a gaming centre. after which, zhang boey and i stayed for dinner while juzzie jason and klow left. so we played more ds, more wii, and cards. had an awesomely nice dinner with roasted pork and chicken, and then an equally awesomely nice cheescake. so. we sang the birthday song for him twice today. 2 celebrations in one day isnt that bad. and playing the wii was a good enough work out for an unfit person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was slacking the day away a long distance away from my house, i received 10 missed calls from my parents. and when i reached home i found out what it was all about. the first surprise was that my brother is at home. he got kicked out of scouts camp early cos his arms are covered with blisters because of some sunburn he got while kayaking. the 2nd surprise is that sitting next to my tv is a xbox 360. yes thats right. with halo 3, forza motorsport 2 and ninety-nine nights. so much for having nothing to do during the holidays. ill be lucky to even accomplish HALF of all the things i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. on to yesterday's news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the last day of school. brought my amp to school and russ brought his guitar. it was a really unproductive jamming session though, other than the chance to bother the class. either way. after the technical end of my secondary school life, i had guitar comm interviews. which almost made me late for my piano lesson, which was more of mep tuition. seeing as how i didnt play anything on the piano at all, other than the tune of the first subject of haydn's symphony no. 104. i will so be hating that song by 7 november, if i get my act together and study properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. on the way to piano, we passed by this tiny structure by the side of the road. its probably the same size as my room, and was surrounded by a nondescript green fence. on which was pasted the sign: protected place. with a illustration of a soldier pointing a gun at a trespasser. oh the need for technicalities in our society. firstly i doubt anyone would be guarding a post of that size. secondly i dont think anyone would bother climbing over the fence only to find that he can accomplish almost nothing in that small fenced up area. unless he is planning on sleeping on the ground, next to a highway, protected by a fence. which failed to keep him out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. during our level briefing, we were told that we would have to be much more mature next year. after all, while in secondary school we were given the excuse of being immature and childish, somewhat. but once we hit year 5, expectations increase. we shouldnt even need to be told to keep quiet. just a "good morning" should suffice in silencing the entire cohort. now this i couldnt understand. yesterday i was an immature secondary school student, whose boisterous behaviour was understandable. in the course of the next 2 months however, i will undergo a change in maturity that 4 years of good wholesome education could not instill in me. next january, POOF. ill be a mature student. who will be able to fulfil all the expectations. oh that is one process i dont want to miss out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before worship practice, i went to cycle 9 km. seeing as i havent cycled in over 2 years, that wasnt bad. i didnt even fall off while cycling with one hand. although i did almost crash into someone who suddenly changed direction while jogging in front of me. thankfully, i didnt. after the worship practice, which reminded me once again to fix my spiritual life, i was in the car going home with my grandparents. listening to their conversation was really interesting. my grandfather was talking in hokkien, and my grandmother was replying in english. and the conversation ensued with natural efficiency. the wonders of bilingualism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. i shall go and sleep, or i will be late for worship practice tomorrow at 740. seeing as how it takes a half an hour drive to get there. more thinking in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you never know&lt;br /&gt;how much that means to me.&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/15320224-144126764868459342?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/144126764868459342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=144126764868459342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/144126764868459342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/144126764868459342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/suspense.html' title='the suspense'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4973457264704741268</id><published>2007-10-25T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:32:32.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today's school wasnt as wasted as i thought it would be. started the day with a long talk with russell. and then played some poker. and then stoned around abit, filled in forms. well thats better than stoning the whole day. came back, had chinese tuition, during which i was totally sleepy. no idea why. spent the rest of the evening on the phone and msn. had dinner, then guitar lesson. after which i am now no longer eager to buy a new guitar. i want a new amp which has effects and a double-plug in. that would own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for some hwachong play thingy yesterday. it sounded very much like a social studies lesson. understanding our past. well i just couldnt bear to listen to the accents, pronounciations and enunciations. and especially since their PAP wore black pants and their GOD was violent and egoistic. island creamery was worth the walk to serene centre, and i must say watching pei yi rambling on with glen was interesting. although hannah and i didnt know what they were talking about most of the time. ah. i need to get out more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council 08. despite the setbacks, messups and possible mis-decisions (if theres such a word), weve got to trust that things will work out. one way or the other. so this goes out to all the disappointed sec 3s. just because things are this way doesnt mean you cant make a difference. for all you know, the position you are now in may free you up to make bigger changes to the board. hopefully changes for the better. it would really be a shame if everything mrbongard has worked for goes down the drain just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i didnt pay attention during devotions and felt it was a little weird. it did have a point. especially when i look at it with what russell told me. well GOD can speak in any way. i think ive been looking out for obvious signs and voices in my head, when all the time the messages are screaming out at me. fix me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its got to start somewhere. and sometime. so why not here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someones got to have hope&lt;br /&gt;thats how dreams are born.&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/15320224-4973457264704741268?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4973457264704741268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4973457264704741268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4973457264704741268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4973457264704741268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/give-me-faith.html' title='give me faith'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-503982955471014258</id><published>2007-10-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:32:40.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;got back our report cards today to look. and big surprise, im not top 3 in class. 43 points. and thats with 3 bonus points. ah well. just a reminder to mug next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese karaoke competition. some were not bad. like brandon ang. but others. well, lets just say i dont think the rankings were correct. well not incorrect per se. rather that i strongly vehemently oppose them. well. maybe if i improve my voice a lot during the holidays by getting a band, i might be good enough to join just for the fun of it. with isaac and zhang. that would be interesting. i think we got enough stares already today, and we were in the audience. laughing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rubik's cube got confiscated today. because during the long and absolutely action-packed emergency drill today, jason took it to play. and mrs sim took it. along with jonas' which was being handled by jonny. well. life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you finally find&lt;br /&gt;you and i collide&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/15320224-503982955471014258?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/503982955471014258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=503982955471014258' title='0 Comments'/><link 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a sad sad show doing chapel today. which of course, left the flabulously strong zhang unaffected. HA ZHANG. but it makes me think. what are we living for, if not the present moment. are we living for the day we die? for those who believe, the day we join our creator in heaven? or just the end. in which case, we are living for NOTHING. it scares me sometimes, just thinking about it. death. consistent and clinically precise. reliable. final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive found something to go to school for. rubik's cube! now that ive learnt the 1st 2 layers, kinda, i need to learn the last. then perfect it. and hopefully understand the steps instead of mindlessly memorising scenarios and executing the solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;ill be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;in anticipation.&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/15320224-3235787746656658592?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3235787746656658592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3235787746656658592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3235787746656658592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3235787746656658592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-are-we-living-for.html' title='what are we living for'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5754210421879769717</id><published>2007-10-21T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:07:40.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we all need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just watched superman returns. quite an interesting show, but not something id go crazy about. HOWEVER. it did make me realise something. do you realise how in all these movies and comics and shows which involve people taking over the world and destroying EVERYTHING, the USA usually IS the world. like everything. all that matters. oh yes. destroy new york, nuke it, poison the water supply, and POOF. humanity collapses. not that im saying the USA isnt important, it is. i mean it would probably destroy the world economy and have effects on every single country if the USA collapsed. but its just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have nothing to blog about, other than complaints about how my classmates all get to slack while i have stupid o lvl music and higher chinese. i guess everyone takes chinese so it doesnt count. but 7 november? when theyre all at the class chalet? grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. heres the depressing breakdown of marks. after moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larts: 74% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;chinese (i cant believe i got this for an equivalent of hard chinese b): 77% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;cmath: 96% (7 points).&lt;br /&gt;amath: 97% (7 points).&lt;br /&gt;chem: 71% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;bio: 83% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;ihs (thats humanities, kinda): 83% (7 points).&lt;br /&gt;history: 76% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;mep (which was supposed to HELP me get high marks): 77% (6 points).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. next year is for mugging. i want my scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it be so.&lt;br /&gt;ill leave it.&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/15320224-5754210421879769717?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5754210421879769717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>stupid representations of intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back our final year exam marks. and i got a stupid average of 82, which is like. what. 6th in class? rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've got me there.&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&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/15320224-1177628299926922165?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1177628299926922165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1177628299926922165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1177628299926922165'/><link rel='self' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5847850882664012323?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5847850882664012323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5847850882664012323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5847850882664012323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5847850882664012323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/upload.html' title='upload.'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3796851860436144631</id><published>2007-10-18T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:44:22.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ill know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think that deciding to blow 30 aus dollars on a cd with 12 songs may have been a little stupid. at least the songs are nice. its like not rock or anything, but its about love. and some songs are sad. plus theyre catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exposure and experience. learning new things. listening to new forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. hearts beating quick. students swearing. running around comparing little insignificant numbers on pieces of paper. shouting at other people. sitting in a corner of class with a sad face. laughing. crying. hating yourself. sighing with relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confusion is a wonderful thing&lt;br /&gt;the extent of actions it can drive you to&lt;br /&gt;the mashed up state of your mind&lt;br /&gt;and your heart.&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/15320224-3796851860436144631?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3796851860436144631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3796851860436144631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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spoil. i think i must have typed too much when i was having that amazingly long blog post yesterday. this is really pissing me off,so im notgonna bother to insert anymore spaceswhen the key doesnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.another day at school. we went for the sec 3 council speeches,and i must say liu yang wasmost entertaining.thankfully we got to miss PE because of that,and thats a good thing since i didnt bring any PE attire. after which i readapocalypse and watched shooter.quite an interesting show,although there was one part of it which i am quite sure i have watched before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers still hurt from archery.now my fingers on my left hand hurt too because i was playing guitar.oh well. timeto goupload pictures from australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was there ever a chance&lt;br /&gt;or was i too caught up with a concept&lt;br /&gt;an illusion&lt;br /&gt;a figment of imagination&lt;br /&gt;that of hope.&lt;br /&gt;false hope without a shred of substance.&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/15320224-8073550130999327098?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8073550130999327098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8073550130999327098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8073550130999327098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8073550130999327098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-theres-nothing-left.html' title='and theres nothing left'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7530035990371254322</id><published>2007-10-16T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:36:44.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is spartaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well then the choice is simple&lt;br /&gt;spartans never surrender&lt;br /&gt;spartans never retreat&lt;br /&gt;spartans only die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will fight in the shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;landed at 9 pm yesterday. the first message i got was from mr bongard, and it was congratulatory. at least it wasnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. that was one fascinating trip. its a rare occurrence that i get to spend so much time with friends and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandering the foreign streets. listening to the sounds. watching the world pass by in such slow motion. going mad. splurging on things id never need but want. looking for a life id love. dreaming of the future. learning of the past.&lt;br /&gt;creating hopes. losing dreams.&lt;br /&gt;dreading the return to reality. awaiting the re-establishment of consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, we must try. ushering the dawn of a future that may be brighter than any we can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks like its going to be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1 (FRIDAY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived in perth at around 1240 am. reached the hotel at 1.30. had a supper of leftover fries, stoned around and then went to sleep at 4am. woke up at 9 am i think. maybe earlier. had cereal for breakfast, with frozen milk. went shopping and i bought superman: red son. it looks like an interesting read. if u can call comics reading. walked around the shopping district but unfortunately didnt buy anything. had really nice pizza for lunch, all the while discussing care for the elderly. i must say, i didnt know arguing over moral and ethical issues were that interesting. let alone scientific possibilities. went for the opening ceremony of the Future Problem Solving Competition. went for the dinner, which wasnt that filling nor nice. still, it sufficed. made friends with some people from the hong kong international school. the guy was very quiet, and one of the girls was obsessed with death. we went from talking about the sun to talking about getting skin cancer. and she reached the conclusion that she would die from something else before getting skin cancer. and then she told us about a sign at the railroad that read "your family wont have to scatter your remains for you. the train will". fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 2 (SATURDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woke up at like 7am. ate a cereal breakfast again. went for the fps competition. collected lunch from a nearby shop that mrazmi and mrtan ordered the day before. zhang and i sat in the sun with the hong kong team eating and talking until their teacher ordered us into the shade on the grounds that skin cancer would unleash itself on us in this midday heat. we then proceeded to prepare for our action plan presentation, but were distracted by the cmps presentation and interview. so we left our room and joined louis and shaun in presenting our cmps project, which sadly failed to clinch any prizes. getting beaten by hwa chong. absolut rawr. so because we spent so much time on cmps, our action plan presentation was half-baked and didnt get into the finals. another disappointment. after that we went for dinner with the other singaporean teams minus hwa chong. fish and chips ftw. watching mrazmi making conversation with female teachers was interesting too. and then just because i was talking to girls on the way back i get accused by the nanyang primary teacher of being a flirt. or traitor. i cant quite remember. oh well. we went back and ate instant noodles and chinese takeaway. notbadatall. of course. the night was spent emoing and talking until the early morning. until louis started snoring and zhang fell asleep lying across the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3 (SUNDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woke up at 9am. went for breakfast with the other acs team at a cafe nearby. although the eggs tasted sour to me, the bacon was awesome. after then we hopped on the chartered bus to wesley college. ah that reminds me. throughout all the bus rides zhang and i were singing songs. especially ones with falsetto. drawing attention from weird people is rather fun, actually. so. the awards ceremony was very disappointing, with none of our teams winning in the cmps nor action plan categories. so when we heard that we won fps, the other people went mad. not me of course. unlike klem who starting waving his hands about on stage and kwong who started hugging klem and zhang. because we were so happy that we won fps, 1st out of 3 teams, we didnt pay attention for the rest of the ceremony. after that was a winner's briefing and then a city tour. our stop at fremantle was taken up entirely by a large fish and chips lunch. and then we were dropped off at the apartment/slum to put our bags. which we were too lazy to do, so we just watched klem making conversation with the bus driver and speculating on their speech. after which we were dropped at the city, so we bought souveniors and walked to the park to take photos. until it was too dark for any of us to take any photos. especially me with my 2 megapixel camera. might as well be a phone. back to the hotel for more chinese takeaway and maggi mee. their hokkien mee is so not hokkien mee. and their char kway teow is nice. except that its more ee fu noodles that char kway teow. slept late again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 4 (MONDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woke up rather late at 9. went for breakfast at the same cafe, with heavenly scrambled eggs. went to shop for more comics, chocolates, shirt (notice the lack of plurality), food and lunch. lunch was at a japanese restaurant, and the chicken katsu i shared with kwong was so not japanese at all. at least the ambience provoked zhang to take out his jap txtbook and mug. went off to the airport, bought a random cd from there. wandered around. boarded the plane. watched 300 and the remainder of house i missed on the flight there. unfortunately, sitting next to a potential air rager or ragee wasnt any fun. luckily he didnt air rage cos he found solace in the tv screen. never knew 300 was such an interesting show. if i didnt have a screen i think i would go mad. it was me and mrtan sitting in between 2 rows of primary school kids. behind them were the scholars, a wall, rgs (Q_Q) then the rest of the acs boys. noooooo. so at long last we got home, cleared customs, got our luggage. then i ate burger king, went home, bathed and konked off the moment i lied down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 4 + 1 (TUESDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to school. had an anti-gambling talk. got ordered to cut my hair. spent the school day doing NOTHING. tried to watch house but our class was too noisy. went for archery lesson, which was fun, but muddy. went to cut my hair. got home at 8, ate dinner, bathed and blogged. and now i shall go sleep. till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everytime i think of you&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to miss this chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accidentally in love&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/15320224-7530035990371254322?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7530035990371254322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7530035990371254322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7530035990371254322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7530035990371254322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-spartaaa.html' title='this is spartaaa'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-338996026283343621</id><published>2007-10-14T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:18:46.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it feels good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its the end of the fps competition. first, the bad news. we got owned in action plan presentation. when we got 2nd last year. oh well. cmps, we didnt get any prize. 3 prizes and 6 teams. we didnt win. RAWR. we ranked the same level as a project about toilets. GRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news. we got 1st for Asia-Pacific fps. the bad news: there were only 3 teams. well at least that means that we are going for the american finals next year. although they might clash with world scholar's cup. which means we can only do one. ahhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returning tomorrow. hopefully i can finish up that episode of house. and hopefully i can buy souveniors before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone give me 370 dollars. so i can get a 24-fret guitar with a line 6 amp from city music. with like a 100 dollar discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do i dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-338996026283343621?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/338996026283343621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=338996026283343621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/338996026283343621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/338996026283343621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-champions.html' title='we are the champions'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8940324485472823698</id><published>2007-10-12T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:29:14.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>undercover</title><content type='html'>in perth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our hotel isnt really a hotel. as its name says, its an apartment. now it isnt too bad, but still its not a hotel. at least there is hot water, a toaster and a microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we touched down at 12.30 in the morning. reached the apartments at 1.30 after a half an hour bus ride in the dark. during which i attempted to take photos of things outside with my handphone. however, as i have learnt. night mode isnt REALLY night vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate cereal for breakfast. then we went out to explore the city. bought a comic. its a communist interpretation of superman. looks interesting. theyve got some nice guitar shops there. with explorers and flying vs. oh why didnt i bring my atm card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was on mr alvin tan. 3 pizzas between the 7 of us. not bad i must say, although fizzy water isnt nice at all. well. the fps programme is starting tonight. hope we get seats with total strangers, its more fun that way. if its according to schools, that would be absolutely no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i got to eat some nice ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and ill wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8940324485472823698?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8940324485472823698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8940324485472823698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8940324485472823698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8940324485472823698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/undercover.html' title='undercover'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8707066216328021381</id><published>2007-10-11T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:29:32.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avast</title><content type='html'>GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM 11TH (7PM) TO 15TH (6PM).&lt;br /&gt;ROAMING FEES ARE EXPENSIVE. THEREFORE, DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CONTACT ME.&lt;br /&gt;TAGS AND EMAILS ARE WELCOME THOUGH. ILL TRY TO OBTAIN INTERNET ACCESS. HOPEFULLY ILL BE ABLE TO MSN. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8707066216328021381?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8707066216328021381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8707066216328021381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8707066216328021381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8707066216328021381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/avast.html' title='avast'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6954117346407436052</id><published>2007-10-09T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:36:30.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full of surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half-hearted freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;argh. i expected bio to be the killer and not mep prac. but well, i guess music isnt always easy. especially when you dont practice. still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio was surprisingly not-that-hard. notice how i didnt say easy. just not that hard. thank you everyone who prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for australia on the 11th. which means that i DONT GET TO GO ON THE 10TH WITH EVERYONE ELSE. which also means that i MISS OUT ON THE HOLIDAY PART of the trip. :(. ah well. hopefully ill have a good enough holiday when i come back. starting off by learning archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just realised that my guitar grade 3 exams clashes with our bintan trip. so hopefully i manage to change the date. or else... no bintan for me. no beach, water sports and having no handphone signal. why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you talk to me and start thinking that im talking weird, i probably am. that was weird already. well my teachers thought i looked so sad after mep that they came to talk to me. but i did mess up big time. the 1st note i played didnt come out properly, i had a few slip ups, anddddd my guitar had a bass string that was OUT OF TUNE. even though im quite sure i tuned it before going in. my ears must be failing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. dont sms me from the 11th from 7pm onwards. and dont call me either. duh. until tuesday when we return from fighting for little medals saying GOLD on them. hopefully we come back with 2, although that means we wont be able to take part in world scholar's cup. and russ and jk will be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its time to think.&lt;br /&gt;and hope.&lt;br /&gt;and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&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/15320224-6954117346407436052?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6954117346407436052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=6954117346407436052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6954117346407436052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6954117346407436052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/full-of-surprises.html' title='full of surprises'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7929841006549629258</id><published>2007-10-08T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:06:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well its one more paper to the end of our final year exams. obviously we shall not count the mep and chinese o levels, cos if i did i wouldnt be happy till december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath was easy. history was supposedly easy but i dont know if i answered all the questions correctly. at least i finished my essay when i didnt expect to. after all, 1hr45min for a 4 part DBQ and an essay. not a very long time to do a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really scared for my mep prac now. its utterly difficult to practice it properly. especially since i have one day left. 2 piano pieces and a guitar piece. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-7929841006549629258?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7929841006549629258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7929841006549629258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7929841006549629258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7929841006549629258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-beginning.html' title='at the beginning'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3115110577342646969</id><published>2007-10-07T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:07:38.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its never enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what we try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. 3 exams left. and only a few hours to prepare for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why wont you save me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/15320224-3115110577342646969?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3115110577342646969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3115110577342646969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3115110577342646969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3115110577342646969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-never-enough.html' title='its never enough'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5785053974803491698</id><published>2007-10-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:39:50.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>add tennis to that list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5785053974803491698?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5785053974803491698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5785053974803491698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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mug it while im not archering or playing xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everyone in 4.9 and 4.10 is learning guitar. well maybe i exaggerate. still. guitar mugging ftw. then i can convince my parents to upgrade my equipment. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5865656974508782528?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5865656974508782528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5865656974508782528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5865656974508782528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5865656974508782528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/save-me.html' title='save me.'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3353547050853374302</id><published>2007-10-05T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:49:16.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. i have finally finished season 1 of code geass. luckily and unluckily for me, season 2 isnt out yet. lucky because i have history and bio and mep prac. none of which i am prepared for. unluckily because that stupid last episode ended with a MAJOR cliffhanger. 2 main characters staring at each other and holding guns. BANG! and the screen blanks out. NOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however. to ease my boredom, i have found a game on mofunzone with a rating of 9.9. never seen that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's c math paper 2 was easy. unless they were all trick questions, in which case i failed. chinese language b. wasnt as easy as expected. but why did i expect it to be easy anyway. its HIGHER LEVEL. lol. thats like EXTREME primary four chinese if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry is screwed. along with amath paper 1. now all i have to do is SAVE MYSELF by mugging bio and history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forward!&lt;br /&gt;and on we charge.&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/15320224-3353547050853374302?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-1921566513195047555</id><published>2007-10-02T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:50:42.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insert</title><content type='html'>you know what i need right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a shot of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1921566513195047555?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1921566513195047555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1921566513195047555' title='0 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up an average of 1 packet of tissue per exam paper. and to make things worse, my nose bled during core math paper 1 today. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihs: quite ok. although my entire essay hinged on the assumption that counterpr0ductivity indicates an outcome which is the OPPOSITE of what was intended. in other words, not the same as unsuccessful. and i also assumed that election results are an indication of a party's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larts paper 1: did the prose. hopefully my thesis statement about challenging the stereotype of hardship is good enough. although i have a feeling my 1st point didnt support anything. still, didnt feel too bad after doing the essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;core math 1: die. paper 1 and i already got a whole question wrong. possibly even 2. it seems like i always get at least one WEIRD answer for every math paper. this time it was a length that was square root 55 + 3. it ALWAYS has something to do with a really weird square root. and then later i find out that the answer is something easy like 4. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a new day. with new exams. hopefully i wont be as sleepy as i was today during math. and i have really got to practice for mep prac. my fingers arent moving as fast as they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a rubik's cube for 1 buck. jonas helped me to buy it from some place in woodlands. although the squares are all messed up and cant turn properly, its good enough for me. after all i cant even get ONE stupid side done. whereas people like mark yeo can finish it within 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a prayer meeting in the morning. with russ and some bb people. i think ive really got to fix my spiritual life. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to episode 14. half a season gone. maybe i should watch a DIFFERENT anime. just for variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and another day&lt;br /&gt;is gone&lt;br /&gt;with all the memories.&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/15320224-7234751902116988504?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7234751902116988504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7234751902116988504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7234751902116988504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7234751902116988504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-oh-why.html' title='why oh why'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6130146331438121240</id><published>2007-09-30T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:37:13.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-6130146331438121240?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6130146331438121240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dannyboy325/1461460675/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dannyboy325/1461460675/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is upon us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well well. todays worship leading was not bad. except that i have a sore throat and had a blocked nose while i was singing. but i didnt go off key or anything i think. although someone did and one of the songs sounded totally off. but well. its not a performance or anything, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached my maximum number of photos on flickr. someone please buy me a flickr pro account. and go watch code geass too, with all them oh so yummy anime characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy children's day! have fun embarking on the only consistency in school life. exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mediocrity is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;choose a side.&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/15320224-4514017767952586107?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4514017767952586107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4514017767952586107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4514017767952586107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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screwing up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;playing games all the time&lt;br /&gt;never showing intent&lt;br /&gt;only discontent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what when we actually try&lt;br /&gt;does it end there?&lt;br /&gt;or does it spin on&lt;br /&gt;and on.&lt;br /&gt;out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Daniel/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Daniel/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/3852/codegeass2md5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/3852/codegeass2md5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fill this emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;this void.&lt;br /&gt;this want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/15320224-1818747525609727230?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1818747525609727230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1818747525609727230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1818747525609727230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1818747525609727230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/seasons.html' title='seasons'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5604137081780321718</id><published>2007-09-28T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:43:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in christ alone</title><content type='html'>today was honour's day. and i think a quarter of the school ponned it. oh well. at least i got to shake tan wah thongs hand twice, collect 2 empty scrolls and return them. oh the privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pleased with council. the 4 councillors i smsed for their NRIC numbers which Bongard asked me to find out, replied within 1 minute. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now in love with anime. currently watching: CODE GEASS. that currently should have been a "after exams", but its all zhang's fault. now im severely doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; She told him she'd rather fix her makeup&lt;br /&gt;Than try to fix what's going on&lt;br /&gt;But the problem keeps on calling&lt;br /&gt;Even with the cellphone gone&lt;br /&gt;She told him that she believes in living&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than she's living now&lt;br /&gt;But her world keeps spinning backwards&lt;br /&gt;And upsidedown&lt;br /&gt;Don't say so long, and throw yourself wrong&lt;br /&gt;Don't spend today away&lt;br /&gt;Cuz today will soon be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, like yesterday is gone,&lt;br /&gt;Like history is&lt;br /&gt;Gone, just trying to prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And pretend like you're immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said he said live like no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Every day we borrow&lt;br /&gt;Brings us one step closer to the edge (infinity)&lt;br /&gt;Where's your treasure, where's your hope&lt;br /&gt;If you get the world and lose your soul&lt;br /&gt;She pretends like she pretends like she's immortal&lt;br /&gt;Don't say so long&lt;br /&gt;You're not that far gone&lt;br /&gt;This could be your big chance to makeup&lt;br /&gt;Today will soon be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, like yeterday is gone,&lt;br /&gt;Like history is gone,&lt;br /&gt;The world keeps spinning on,&lt;br /&gt;Your going going gone,&lt;br /&gt;Like summer break is gone,&lt;br /&gt;Like saturday is gone&lt;br /&gt;Just try to prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;You pretend like your immortal your immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not infinite&lt;br /&gt;We are not permanent&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is immediate&lt;br /&gt;We're so confident&lt;br /&gt;In our accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;Look at our decadence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, like Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Like Elvis and his mom&lt;br /&gt;Like AL Pacino's cash nothing lasts in this life&lt;br /&gt;My highschool dreams are gone&lt;br /&gt;My childhood sweets are gone&lt;br /&gt;Life is a day that doesn't last for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than money&lt;br /&gt;Time was never money&lt;br /&gt;Time was never cash,&lt;br /&gt;Life is still more than girls&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than hundred dollar bills&lt;br /&gt;And roto-tom fills&lt;br /&gt;Life's more than fame and rock and roll and thrills&lt;br /&gt;All the riches of the kings&lt;br /&gt;End up in wills we got information in the information age&lt;br /&gt;But do we know what life is&lt;br /&gt;Outside of our convenient Lexus cages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said he said live like no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Every moment that we borrow&lt;br /&gt;Brings us closer to the God who's not short of cash&lt;br /&gt;Hey Bono  i'm glad you asked&lt;br /&gt;Life is still worth living, life is still worth living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i trust&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/15320224-5604137081780321718?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5604137081780321718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5604137081780321718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5604137081780321718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5604137081780321718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-christ-alone.html' title='in christ alone'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5970485229382761166</id><published>2007-09-27T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:32:54.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be or not to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i get the hang of language arts. is there something wrong with the literary part of me? or is it just absent. or maybe i just cant link stuff together. or im incapable of in-depth thought. WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today i was trying to lock my phone with a pin code. sadly i didnt know what it was. even now i dont know what was the original. all i know that it is NOT 9999 nor is it 0000. as a result my phone got locked down and started asking for a PUK code. its a good thing i didnt try guessing THAT or id have to replace my sim card. so anyways. russell and david and jonas were so nice. russell called his brother for me to find out the singtel number. then jonas lent me his phone to try calling random things. and david lent me his phone to call singtel. and when singtel asked for my dad's nric, since the phone plan is in his name, he lent me his phone to call my dad. so eventually, everything was fixed by lunch time. and i still got to lock my phone with a pin code. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to more sobering things. i realised by guitar-ing is out of touch. which means i need to practice piano and guitar. AND study for the damn exams. someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its you its you&lt;br /&gt;you make me sing&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/15320224-5970485229382761166?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5970485229382761166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5970485229382761166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5970485229382761166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5970485229382761166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='to be or not to be'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7488142771105160259</id><published>2007-09-26T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:49:40.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>that was one queer dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working in the zoological field. driving a 4x4 into the jungle to check out the elephants. failing to find their home. continue to drive further and further in. chance upon dinosaurs. drive even further to the end of the world. see a bunch of fishes and stuff across the edge of the world, swimming around and being happy. and discover that they WERE actually people. paradise, disrupted by predators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. today is a holiday. i really should be mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasnt this happened before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if love were a game. youve won.&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/15320224-7488142771105160259?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7488142771105160259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7488142771105160259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7488142771105160259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7488142771105160259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/dream.html' title='dream'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2005487072301193636</id><published>2007-09-25T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:41:31.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love my phone. now i can listen to music from it instead of my comp. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after this i shall mug chem. didnt get the chance to mug until after dinner, cos i reached home at 630. we had stupid mep paper review and well. the reviewing took REALLY long. like forever. and no one was paying much attention anyways, since we were getting the answers anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. for my mep prelims/final year exams. i got a total of... 77 marks. RAWR. which means NO 7 points for me. how now! it was supposed to pull my marks up, but instead i get second in class. even joshua lim (top) only got 79. still no 7 points. AND i got a grand total of 4/12 for the haydn essay. isnt that just awesome. thankfully the rest of my stuff pulled me up, or id be doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to do well for the rest of my exams. 5 days. 8 subjects. any bets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dare you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wont we let ourselves be saved&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/15320224-2005487072301193636?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2005487072301193636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2005487072301193636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2005487072301193636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2005487072301193636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-it-easy.html' title='take it easy'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-379821214335092082</id><published>2007-09-23T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:33:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>GOT MY NEW PHONE. and well. i guess nathan's right. it lags. quite a bit. BUT ANYWAY. if i can survive with a laggy computer, im sure i can make do with a laggy phone. ALTHOUGH i still dont have a cable for my old phone, so i cant transfer my stuff :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red and silver. and shiny. but my 3g simcard hasnt been activated yet, so i probably cant bring it 2 school tomorrow unless it activates in the night. or morning. itll take me a while to get used to its complexity though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday holiday. gonna mug math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give us clean hands&lt;br /&gt;give us pure hearts&lt;br /&gt;let us not lift our souls to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we the generation You has called us to be.&lt;br /&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/15320224-379821214335092082?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/379821214335092082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=379821214335092082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/379821214335092082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/379821214335092082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5418467353857081560</id><published>2007-09-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:43:21.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>season 3</title><content type='html'>House season 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Saturday show. hopefully it makes up for the fact that AXN REMOVED SEASON 1 AND 2. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my facebook fight. JUST COS kevin won by virtue of last hit. a rule which i didnt know existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. ihs is mostly done. off to do chem. tomorrow looks like its gonna be a fun day. go to church. have worship prac for CM sunday. BUY MY NEW PHONE! mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. E65. hope its as good as the internet makes it out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish we all could love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5418467353857081560?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5418467353857081560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5418467353857081560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5418467353857081560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5418467353857081560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/season-3.html' title='season 3'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5423287540289320492</id><published>2007-09-20T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:09:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the circle game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Yesterday a child came out to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Caught a dragonfly inside a jar&lt;br /&gt;Fearful when the sky was full of thunder&lt;br /&gt;And tearful at the falling of a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the child moved ten times round the seasons&lt;br /&gt;Skated over ten year frozen streams&lt;br /&gt;Words like ‘when you’re older’ must appease him&lt;br /&gt;And promises of ‘someday’ make his dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the seasons they go round and round&lt;br /&gt;And the painted ponies go up and down&lt;br /&gt;We’re captive on the carousel of time&lt;br /&gt;We can’t return we can only look behind from where we came&lt;br /&gt;And go round and round and round in the circle game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now&lt;br /&gt;Cart wheels cross to car wheels through the town&lt;br /&gt;And you tell him take your time it won’t be long now&lt;br /&gt;Till you drag your feet to slow those circles down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the boy who dreamed tomorrow now is twenty&lt;br /&gt;Though his dreams have lost some grandeur, coming true&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be new dreams maybe better dreams a plenty&lt;br /&gt;Before the last revolving year is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the seasons they go round and round&lt;br /&gt;And the painted ponies go up and down&lt;br /&gt;We’re captive on the carousel of time&lt;br /&gt;We can’t return we can only look behind from where we came&lt;br /&gt;And go round and round and round in the circle again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pod is off my back. at least, until i get the results back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying chemistry now. kinda. someone induce me to mug. please. i shall start by not blogging anything other than lyrics. save brainpower for studying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're not that different at all&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/15320224-5423287540289320492?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5423287540289320492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5423287540289320492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5423287540289320492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5423287540289320492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/circle-game.html' title='the circle game'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2713051546457132242</id><published>2007-09-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:41:29.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are special</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. swimming today was. testament to my DETERIORATING stamina. ive got to restart swimming and tennis like seriously before i become some weak crap who cant do ANYTHING. swam 500 metres. then played water polo and my legs ached like so much. well it could be related to the fact that i havent exercised in very long and played tennis basketball and swam this week. either way. im unfit. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the education system is flawed. methods of subjective assessment like ESSAYS are just stupid. you see. when someone has his/her own ideas regarding something, it is difficult for them to understand those of others. for example, its almost impossible for a christian to understand the probability of there being NO GOD, or there being a GOD different from ours. another thing. if you were convicted of the belief that there are aliens, nothing i can say or prove can do anything to change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. teachers are human too. and so they have opinions. which makes it hard for them to understand mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was talking to crawshaw and he came up with this argument. life is irrational. people do irrational things. when they have every reason to start studying for exams, the dont. and even now as we are supposed to be doing bio (this was doing our bio lesson), we arent. instead we are talking about philosophy. why? because life is irrational. and if i wrote this in my essay and you were to disagree, i would win because that proves either that life cannot be rationalised, or that my argument is irrational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then. in this irrational world we are living in. what can one do to stay sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe in a thing called love.&lt;br /&gt;do you?&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/15320224-2713051546457132242?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2713051546457132242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2713051546457132242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2713051546457132242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2713051546457132242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-are-special.html' title='we are special'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7624581842589567250</id><published>2007-09-18T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:17:14.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you think?</title><content type='html'>ah screw pod. im going to sleep now. i was so sleepy during prelims i almost fell asleep halfway through my zuowen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have a bodyache. which is gonna SUCK if they make us do swimming AND running tomorrow. the rigours of school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life as a sufferer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-7624581842589567250?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7624581842589567250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7624581842589567250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7624581842589567250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7624581842589567250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-think.html' title='you think?'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5723886912851541480</id><published>2007-09-18T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:40:36.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>throw it all away</title><content type='html'>pod. another rewriting by thursday. just what is it about essays that i DONT GET. stupid subjective methods of academic assessments. so WHAT if the teacher doesnt agree with me. how does that impede my intellectual capabilities. well it probably does, but STILL. they dont HAVE to FORCE us to write these stupid essays. and in larts. all depends on the marker. probably ihs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese prelims are over. the zuo wen was ok, but i think i wrote really REALLY short for my ying yong wen. and the actual paper 2 was kinda hard, i finished the chang wen suo duan JUST in time. like as they said pens down. so much for checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that iTunes is trying to make me EMO. i listen to it on shuffle, and it keeps giving me blue october and my chemical romance. it could be that out of the 240 songs in my "rarely played" playlist (a play count of lower than 3), there are no happy disney songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised, with my ambition to be a lawyer, im gonna have to make MASSIVE changes. to my attitude. first few years as a lawyer and im going to have to MUG like crap. well, at least thats what my aunt does. works till midnight everyday cos she's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought we wouldnt have HOMEWORK in the corporate and working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love enough to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5723886912851541480?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5723886912851541480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5723886912851541480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5723886912851541480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5723886912851541480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/throw-it-all-away.html' title='throw it all away'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8095286870138154595</id><published>2007-09-17T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:41:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addicted to youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;youtube is officially interesting for me now. go watch the videos of Rob Paravonian (comedy) and Andy McKee. NOW! it pwns you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well according to the newspapers, global warming has opened up a new shipping lane. through the arctic. well, while that may be good for the sailors, it might just be bad for us. since we happen to be in the LOWER half of the planet. which might just be bypassed with this new route. well then, i wonder what life would be like if we werent a successful port. with good geographical location along major trade routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finish the fight.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8095286870138154595?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8095286870138154595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8095286870138154595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8095286870138154595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8095286870138154595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/play.html' title='play'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-217544046116954105</id><published>2007-09-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:00:35.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogstill.no.sapo.pt/band_of_brothers01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blogstill.no.sapo.pt/band_of_brothers01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. i watched the final episode of Band of Brothers today, and it is awesome, and based on a true story at that. however. it did made me think about life, death and eternity, and that freaks me out. i dont know, sometimes i just wonder why good things have to end, and its really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, my brain hasnt been functioning, so im not going to blog today. blog referring to, blogging coherent thoughts. i shall leave you with 2 quotes. one by Jean-Paul Satre: "Hell is other people". the other is from band of brothers, obviously, and the guy talking to his grandson is major winters. like dude. a major. how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"grandpa, were you a hero in the war"&lt;br /&gt;"no i wasnt. but i fought in the company of heroes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15320224-217544046116954105?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/217544046116954105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=217544046116954105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/217544046116954105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/217544046116954105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-i-wonder.html' title='and i wonder'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4752775689989210504</id><published>2007-09-14T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:53:06.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont we all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today on the way to piano, there was this honda car which came out of the exit and tried to cut into our lane. so our mum horned at him. then after that he went on our right and started pacing us. and just as we were turning into an exit, he went in front of our car and stopped. so my mum had to jam on the brakes. after that he drove off. stupid asshole. looked like there were 5 or 6 people inside. they can go fck themselves. hope they crash while driving, but dont die till their faces get burned off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit i need a higher voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. ive got to redo quite a fair bit of my POD essay. so i better go get started. instead of blogging, i shall copy paste an article that i got from delanceyplace.com. i love that website. one article a day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In today's encore excerpt, Daniel Gilbert speaks to our  predisposition to select both friends and facts that  reinforce the self-perceptions and opinions we  already hold. Gilbert is the Harvard College Professor  of Psychology at Harvard University, and his work is  characterized by extensive testing and  research:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, other people ... are the richest source of  information about the wisdom of our decisions, the  extent of our abilities, and the effervescence of our  personalities. Our tendency to expose ourselves to  information that supports our favored conclusions is  especially powerful when it comes to choosing the  company we keep. ... [W]e spend countless hours  carefully arranging our lives to ensure that we are  surrounded by people who like us, and people who  are like us. It isn't surprising then that when we turn to  the folks we know for advice and opinions, they tend to  confirm our favored conclusions--either because they  share them or because they don't want to hurt our  feelings by telling us otherwise. Should people in our  lives occasionally fail to tell us what we want to hear,  we have some clever ways of helping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For example, studies reveal that people have a  penchant for asking questions that are subtly  engineered to manipulate the answers they receive. A  question such as 'Am I the best lover you've ever had?'  is dangerous because it has only one answer that can  make us truly happy, but a question such as 'What do  you like best about my lovemaking?' is brilliant  because it has only one answer that can truly make us  miserable. Studies show that people intuitively lean  toward asking the questions that are most likely to  elicit the answers they want to hear. ... In short, we  derive support for our preferred conclusions by  listening to the words that we put in the mouths of  people who have already been preselected for their  willingness to say what we want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it gets worse ... to be considered a great driver,  lover or chef ... we simply need to park, kiss, and bake  better than most other folks do. How do we know how  well most other folks do? Why, we look around, of  course--but in order to make sure that we see what  we want to see, we look around selectively. For  example, volunteers in one study took a test that  ostensibly measured their social sensitivity and were  told they had flubbed the majority of questions. When  these volunteers were then given an opportunity to  look over the test results of people who had done  better or worse than they had, they ignored the tests of  the people who had done better and instead spent  their time looking over the tests of the people who had  done worse. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if we can't find people who are doing more poorly  than we are, we may go out and create them.  Volunteers in one study took a test and were then  given the opportunity to provide hints that would either  help or hinder a friend's performance on the same  test. Although volunteers helped their friends when the  test was described as a game, they actively hindered  their friends when the test was described as an  important measure of intellectual ability. ... Once we've  successfully sabotaged their performances and  ensured their failure, they become the perfect  standard for comparison."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Gilbert, Stumbling on Happiness, Knopf, 2006,  pp. 165-7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4752775689989210504?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4752775689989210504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4752775689989210504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4752775689989210504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4752775689989210504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-we-all.html' title='dont we all'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5919886860716266159</id><published>2007-09-13T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:35:37.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and still we wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do you believe in God? or even Gods for that matter. no? so how did we come about. the big bang. ok then. how did that happen? just a PROBABILITY in the space time continuum that happened to come true? what about life. everyday things. do they happen by chance? since there is no greater scheme at work, i suppose everything happens by chance. SPONTANEOUS EXISTENCE. i suppose that means there isnt any specific, greater meaning in your life. just a matter of picking choices. or letting probability run its course. in that case, whats free will. who's to know that you are choosing, and it isnt just a certain scenario happening. from a choice of a few things that can happen, one of them is GOING to happen, whether you want it to or not. unless you believe you have control over the cosmos and therefore decide everything that happens to you. i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then. what happens when you die. its the end? like you never existed? what about the world. isit going to end? oh yea. when the sun burns up, explodes, and deprives the earth of the sunlight and warmth it needs to survive. well then i suppose everything shrivels up and dies. and after that? wait till something else happens and maybe another big bang occurs? so is there an eternity. i think its equally hard to understand an absence of eternity and the existence of eternity. whats to say, maybe we will never know for sure. until we choose faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn i spilt milo on myself today. ice milo at that. so now my tie and uniform smell like milo, meaning that i have to wash my tie. luckily i was wearing long pants or my legs and socks would be milo-soaked. even luckier that our pants are dark dark dark blue. meaning you cant see the milo stain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that mep exam is over, i think i should start studying for our end of years. currently my brain is empty, after wiping it clean of all that music. thankfully, i am still going for fps. sadly, im gonna be flying qantas. at least its with mr alvin tan. although there probably isnt any mario, so im gonna have to bring some heavy reading along with me to keep me entertained. or maybe i should go buy a gameboy. anyone got an old one to lend me? id be blissfully happy if i just had a few pokemon games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what my life would be like if i didnt have music. a very sad one i suppose. but not as sad as if i didnt have friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;restart. revert. reset.&lt;br /&gt;TERMINATE&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/15320224-5919886860716266159?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5919886860716266159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5919886860716266159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5919886860716266159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5919886860716266159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/listen.html' title='listen'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2741387588121687874</id><published>2007-09-12T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:01:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head&lt;br /&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home&lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;br /&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never try to reach me?&lt;br /&gt;It is I that wanted space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again&lt;br /&gt;In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight&lt;br /&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate&lt;br /&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave&lt;br /&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made&lt;br /&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand&lt;br /&gt;And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”&lt;br /&gt;Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;totally fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well mep was hard shit. and i really have no idea how ill do, because all the musical texture questions left me going. oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i just realised my mep prac exam clashes with with our fps trip. and the flights already booked, at 940. with my freaking prac at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. less than a month to exams. anyone up for getting me to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;deviance.&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/15320224-2741387588121687874?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2741387588121687874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2741387588121687874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2741387588121687874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2741387588121687874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/hate-me.html' title='hate me'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5874359680119065004</id><published>2007-09-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:18:08.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neglect</title><content type='html'>i forgot the most important thing i was supposed to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL'S BACK. the evil time consuming monster with lots of paper to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.typingtest.com&lt;br /&gt;go see, my results on the first try are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="heading_mid" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Net Speed: &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_mid" style="padding-bottom: 10px;" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;67 WPM&lt;span class="text_small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(words/minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_normal" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Accuracy:&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td nowrap="nowrap"&gt;97%&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_normal" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Gross Speed: &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td nowrap="nowrap"&gt;69 WPM&lt;span class="text_small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(words/minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="heading_mid" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Net Speed: &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_mid" style="padding-bottom: 10px;" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;82 WPM&lt;span class="text_small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(words/minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_normal" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Accuracy:&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td nowrap="nowrap"&gt;100%&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="heading_normal" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;Gross Speed: &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td nowrap="nowrap"&gt;82 WPM&lt;span class="text_small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(words/minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5874359680119065004?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5874359680119065004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5874359680119065004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5874359680119065004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5874359680119065004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/neglect.html' title='neglect'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-1794803376789439785</id><published>2007-09-10T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:26:02.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not a slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neuro-linguistic programming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was just talking about that the other day, and today mr andrew wong talked about it too. well kinda. he was talking about how you are what you say you are. because the tongue is a powerful thing. our devotions in the morning was about the tongue being a fire that can set the rest of the body on fire. and you cant just fix the tongue, cos u have to fix the heart first. im not in the mood to blog much, but ill think abt this and hopefully come up with something coherent to blog about eventually.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, its off to look at mep notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1794803376789439785?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1794803376789439785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1794803376789439785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1794803376789439785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1794803376789439785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-not-slacker.html' title='i am not a slacker'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5832991756296585762</id><published>2007-09-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:18:41.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hersheys</title><content type='html'>TOMORROW IS FREE HUGS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hug someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome is an awesome word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5832991756296585762?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-9135553072743043569</id><published>2007-09-09T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:22:44.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicidal hate</title><content type='html'>first day of the week without watching band of brothers. its also the last day of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo i love nicholas. as a friend of course. he lent us band of brother's to watch, and playing xbox and soccer at his house is so fun. plus, he went with his family to visit his sister who's studying in melbourne u during the hols, and bought me and my brother planetshakers.com wristbands. green and blue! awesome aint it. and he also bought me a small australian football thingy. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played tennis with my dad, uncle hing lee and uncle hock ching. and i havent played for so long that ive forgotten all my strokes and my racket grip is peeling and turned my hand black. we were playing doubles, so it was me and uncle hock ching (nick's father) with his awesome metallix racket, against uncle hing lee (sam cheam's father) and my dad. the first part we were getting pwned cos i kept on messing up my strokes, so we were down 3-0. but after that i went to swap racket with my dad and then we bounced back, winning 6-3 by the time we stopped. well i think i shall take up tennis again during the holidays after my lessons stopped 2 years ago. after tennis i went to play soccer but nothing really much happened. wasnt that fun and my mum doesnt think i should waste my time playing with them. well if u can find me a tennis partner in cavendish park or pine grove id play with him/her everyday. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. 3 days to mep exam. gotta start mugging. rawr. bruce almighty is showing on channel 5. high school musical 2 is showing on channel 33. and im not watching either of them. :( instead im expanding my itunes library with 5 albums from zhang. someone get me an ipod classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhere only we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-9135553072743043569?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/9135553072743043569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=9135553072743043569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/9135553072743043569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/9135553072743043569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/suicidal-hate.html' title='suicidal hate'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2738220281766527425</id><published>2007-09-08T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:39:16.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strongly dislike</title><content type='html'>band of brothers episodes: PART 8, the last patrol. PART 9, why we fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was one impacting episode. it centered around the discovery of a german concentration camp nearing the end of the war. just the sight of all the jews lying around half dead in the camp is enough to make anyone watching feel that the nazis were stupid bastards. and hate. which is what makes wars. hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its part of human nature. its just that once you believe its acceptable or even correct to hate someone or something, everything just snowballs. someone with a conviction wields more destructive force than an apathetic society. we just solve that and that would be the end of a lot of problems. we all know that people dont always get along, but that doesnt mean people always go against each other. isnt it possible for interests to be running parallel? just because we are different doesnt mean we are opposing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photoshop is interesting. i had to shift around the positioning of one of our dinner photos just so it would fit into the msn display pic screen, or kevin's face would be sliced off. and then the photos of our "when you say nothing at all" performance were so ultra dark you cant see a single thing. so i had to do some lighting stuff. and because i have absolutely no idea how to use photoshop, it took quite a while. possibly why i havent accomplished anything today, and am so dead for next week. well better go finish my larts now before i get doubly screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXANxOdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5rgz8Z4JLJI/s1600-h/IMG_2298a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXANxOdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5rgz8Z4JLJI/s320/IMG_2298a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107810957343487698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXB9xOduI/AAAAAAAAABE/1x84YHQi6lU/s1600-h/IMG_2299a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXB9xOduI/AAAAAAAAABE/1x84YHQi6lU/s320/IMG_2299a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107810987408258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXDtxOdvI/AAAAAAAAABM/Urpy3RJsx8g/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXDtxOdvI/AAAAAAAAABM/Urpy3RJsx8g/s320/IMG_2297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811017473029874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so we must believe in what we cannot see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-2738220281766527425?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2738220281766527425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2738220281766527425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2738220281766527425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2738220281766527425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/strongly-dislike.html' title='strongly dislike'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RuKXANxOdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5rgz8Z4JLJI/s72-c/IMG_2298a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6735191407917079646</id><published>2007-09-07T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:42:48.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hypergolic (hy-puhr-GOL-ik) adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Igniting on contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having cmps now, and i havent gotten much done today. so i shant blog lest i get distracted. not now at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit http://enabledesign.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gmail. the true mark of a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-6735191407917079646?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6735191407917079646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=6735191407917079646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6735191407917079646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6735191407917079646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-1256327439126640829</id><published>2007-09-07T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:58:45.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelude</title><content type='html'>to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im going to post later tonight or something. but i just wanted to put this quote here from seinfeld yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she wants to nuke the rainforests"&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;"to remove them as a conversation and conservation topic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english is getting worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1256327439126640829?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1256327439126640829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1256327439126640829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1256327439126640829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1256327439126640829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/prelude.html' title='prelude'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4442736989787254395</id><published>2007-09-06T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:47:21.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an apple a day</title><content type='html'>have you met the new iPods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd post, scroll down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4442736989787254395?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4442736989787254395/comments/default' 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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-15320224.post-4379487922177860742</id><published>2007-09-06T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:52:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><content type='html'>"the only virgin i know is the virgin mary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it would have been like to be a soldier in war. no homework, no typing, no worrying about money, no distractions, sticking around with your battalion all the time (who are hopefully ur friends). in place of that u get to freeze your fingers, toes and ass off sitting in trenches. well thats if u were fighting in europe of course, in world war 2. im getting addicted to war shows, and its all band of brother's fault. and i suppose it helps that i study history, cos now my interest is like. x2 multiplier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the small kids i play soccer swear, call each other whores bitches and assholes. and they dont even know what theyre talking about. and they think theyre damn big. and the older guy, i have no idea what age he is, probably sec 3 or 4, keeps pushing them around. so they learn from him. omg one day im gonna explode and kill one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finished my pod essay. time to start studying mep. chinese lesson in school today was really short, just 1 hour. and i still wasted so much time. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in my brother's room. yesterday, today and tomorrow. maybe the day after. my grandma is sleeping in my room cos she has to teach our new maid how to cook nice food. and so i sleep on a mattress on the floor and keep kneeing the stupid cupboard. oh well. its quite fun i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovesick for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6192030578971426030</id><published>2007-09-05T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:56:01.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think.</title><content type='html'>therefore i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, philosophy is rather interesting. thats the only use ive found for this philosophy essay: sparking a tiny bit of interest in the subject. other than, of course, the fact that i cant advance to year 5 without doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what therefore is the meaning of life. are we to derive meaning ourselves and eventually find God? or are we already planned with a purpose for God's glory. thinking about that raises a lot of questions, but i for one am certain that the alternative is unacceptable. surely there is some meaning to life, after all life on earth is neither infinite nor void. inevitably one would have some sort of purpose, even if it is the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd post of today, scroll down and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as such, we must say, that life has a meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-6192030578971426030?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6192030578971426030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=6192030578971426030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6192030578971426030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6192030578971426030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think.html' title='i think.'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8708177859949264835</id><published>2007-09-05T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:26:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drills</title><content type='html'>domination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from the dentist. ok fine not just. about an hour ago. had scaling and polishing for the first time in like what. 4 years? and it cost freaking 150 bucks. although for 4 year's work of scaling, i suppose its ok. and my gums decided to bleed quite a bit. supposedly, she put anaesthesia, and it still hurt quite a lot. enough to make me close my eyes. so i really wonder what it feels like without anaesthesia. and it isnt really helpful while ur trying to stay calm but the tube thing that sucks saliva out of your mouth has red liquid in it. blaaahd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. to make myself feel better i went to buy a mechassault booster pack. with a funky mech, a VTOL (no idea what it is. i shall just call it a plane.), a Oni Battle Armor infantry and a Simian Battle Armor infantry. frankly, i have no idea what any of these do, i just know that the mech looks cool. well kinda, my mum thinks its an atrocious monster. thankfully its colour scheme is red and grey, which is the same colours as the 2 smaller mechs that juzzie gave me. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. the best way to spend the hour after ur dental appointment: ice cream. but since she put some fluoride gel on my teeth, i had to wait half an hour before i could eat. still it was worth the wait. mmmm. island creamery rocks. i shall spend half of my december holidays there. after jamming sessions, that is. sadly my mouth still tastes a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid is down with shingles. now that would be perfectly fine with me if not for the fact that i havent had chicken pox before and therefore am vulnerable to getting the virus. maybe i should move out for 2 weeks. cos if i get chicken pox (WHICH I AM NOT GOING TO), i wont be able to do my exams, and wont be able to go to Perth for cmps and fps. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band of Brother's episode: Crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obsessions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8708177859949264835?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-15320224.post-3241442608469592663</id><published>2007-09-04T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:52:50.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperation and depravation</title><content type='html'>my guitar is back from the repair shop. well. it wasnt really repairs, more like replace-strings-and-screws-with-a-free-polish-thrown-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice and shiny. no more rusty screws. and he polished my fretboard too. awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3241442608469592663?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3241442608469592663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>immaturity</title><content type='html'>wow. my brother is designing a poster for his friend. and its good. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone unmess my life for me.&lt;br /&gt;i need focusdirectionfaithwilllove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today's Band of Brothers episode: Replacements (Part 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3433757041021806041?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3433757041021806041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3433757041021806041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning calida's chinese song is so uber hard. i hope it has nothing to do with my chinese standards, but just in case i shall go for chinese lesson in school tomorrow. at 9 am. hope i dont have to wait really long for the bus, cos if not im gonna be late. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to do up my homework and start studying. i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have got me addicted to duets. and ive added another "thing ive gotta do during december" to my list. if i even have a list in the first place. well lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) buy multi-effects&lt;br /&gt;2) get a band&lt;br /&gt;3) buy a new classical guitar&lt;br /&gt;4) learn &lt;strike&gt;beepboxing&lt;/strike&gt; beatboxing&lt;br /&gt;5) brush up on my electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;6) get distinction for my grade 3 guitar exam&lt;br /&gt;7) possibly go on a mission trip&lt;br /&gt;8) finish burnout 3 and need for speed carbon and links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop fraternizing with the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4558195681427378864?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4558195681427378864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4558195681427378864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4558195681427378864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4558195681427378864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille.html' title='ratatouille'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3034859326844863777</id><published>2007-09-01T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:48:42.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uninstalling</title><content type='html'>im clearing up my computer. at least trying to, cos im sure the fact that it has 14gb free space left has something to do with its lag. sadly sql writer is taking really long to get rid of. and just now i unistalled something and instead it took up more space by some amazing maneuver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nicholas' house today. we played soccer, in slippers, then watched band of brothers, then played xbox. what a fun day. soccer was with a bunch of people like 5 years younger than me, other than my brother, so it wasnt much fun. especially when they fall down so easily and the field is kinda muddy. and since theyre wearing shoes, tackling aint no fun at all. the most fun part was watching band of brothers, so we watched 3 episodes. thats roughly 3 hours of sitting in front of a portable dvd player watching action-packed war sequences. totally awesome. finally we moved on to the standard activity in his house: xbox. played halo and crimson skies. then i went to play generals on his comp. and evening of violence and killing. what a nice way to spend 6 hours on saturday. ended up going for dinner with them at rong guang, but it ended early cos theyre flying off at midnight tonight for australia. to catch up with deborah since shes studying in melbourne now. the good thing about that is, now i have borrowed the band of brother's series since they wont be watching it. the bad thing is, since ive borrowed it holiday studying prospects seem bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch a movie tomorrow with my family, probably ratatouiie. however u spell it. and then hopefully ill bring my guitar to the shop at peninsula to get the screws replaced and the strings changed. and this time ill remember not to keep it in the case at home, or ill probably have to do this again in 2 months. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bukit timah plaza yesterday for grocery shopping, and i must say the renovated ntuc there is awesome. especially the magazine section, cos now i can read TIME magazine for free. went to look at the music shop, and violins seem not that expensive after all. of course there are real expensive ones, but i think i can get one for between 200-400. now to find out flute prices then i can decide which one to learn next year. the guy at the music shop was selling a cherub multi-effects of 600 bucks. wonder if i should get that, since my father says he might match me dollar for dollar if i save up. wouldnt that be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;currahee&lt;br /&gt;3 miles up, 3 miles down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3034859326844863777?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3034859326844863777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3034859326844863777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3034859326844863777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3034859326844863777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/09/uninstalling.html' title='uninstalling'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2313622933132777383</id><published>2007-08-31T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:19:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interval</title><content type='html'>HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up writing the cards on the spot and managed to give all of the cookies. sadly that meant that we didnt have to eat ourselves :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aces day walk was retarded. i walked the really long way with lots of loops, and most of my class took the short way. like we were walking, then as we had just finished one loop we saw kevin wong and kevin low walking in the other direction. then on the last loop, their group joined up to the path at the same time as us. that cut like at least 5 minutes of their walking time. grr. so i went back to school and decided not to go back to class, so i sat in the SAC with kevin (lim) and drank ice milo. and ate his brownies. which were notbad. notbadatall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. its a one week break. hopefully i wont have to go to school much. just played need for speed carbon on the xbox, and i must say, running away from police cars is rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-2313622933132777383?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2313622933132777383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2313622933132777383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2313622933132777383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2313622933132777383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/interval.html' title='interval'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7612514318569416704</id><published>2007-08-30T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:08:11.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>entitled</title><content type='html'>at last. i spent 20 minutes fiddling with my template to get up a title for each post. considering that i have no shred of an idea regarding html or whatever it is that is used to code blog templates, thats quite an achievement. im so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch. typin with only my left hand is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2nd post of today  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-7612514318569416704?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7612514318569416704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7612514318569416704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7612514318569416704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7612514318569416704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/entitled.html' title='entitled'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8950622674086691326</id><published>2007-08-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T21:43:02.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emergency brakes</title><content type='html'>screech the brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer today, but since it just HAD to rain at 6, i could only play at 630. and now my shoes are WET. grr. well today had less people but just as many vulgarities. either way my team pwned them. there. think you're that pro eh. cant even beat us and i dont even play soccer properly. and this small boy went around telling everyone he trashed me 10-7 in a soccer game. he cant even kick the stupid ball. we pass to him, he attempts to stop it and it rolls past him. totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. teachers day is tomorrow. russell cycled out to buy cookies, so now russ jonas and me will have presents to give! fascinating. just that we have to write the notes 2moro morning. somehow must find time between aces day run and teachers day concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of time. i was reading a book the other day talking about time warps. according to it, the earth is stuck in a time warp where everything has already happened. there is no future, only the appropriate time for something to occur. everything in the universe has been discovered already, all the inventions invented. just waiting for that moment to spring out of the time-space continuum and shock us with unerring effeciency. the only people experiencing real time are those travelling in space. if only life were that simple. well, maybe we're better off the way we are with unpredictable circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world scholar's cup. i think i shall take part in it with jeremy and russell. not that i think itll get me into an ivy league university, but i think itll help me to study and stuff. either way, the topics are fascinating: science (astronomy and space exploration), social science (explorers of the past and present), economics, literature, fine arts (8 artworks and a movie), math. social science sounds the most interesting. i just cant wait to .... mug. for that at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy term 3 average of 83.9. a project term and i cant even get top in class. get beaten by kevin wong again. ive figured, i have to beat shaun by 6 percentage points in end years to top the class. anyone want to help me mug? ive got to prove myself. break out of the 3 year slack mood ive been in since sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rev up the engines&lt;br /&gt;ill take you for a ride.&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/15320224-8950622674086691326?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8950622674086691326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8950622674086691326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8950622674086691326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8950622674086691326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/emergency-brakes.html' title='emergency brakes'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2661102687186643012</id><published>2007-08-28T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:38:21.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my tagboard is stagnating. just like the Soviet economy under Brezhnev. one thing i dont understand is why Gorbachev couldnt privatise the entire economy, or at least major operations like UralMash. market forces should have sorted themselves out after a bout of chaos. i guess that in the fragile situation, he didnt want to take chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a gamble. gambling, therefore, is like multiplying the risk factor by, well, by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplating life. walking along a river. a torrent. jumping in and out can either get u nice wet and refreshed or get u washed down the current. which can either give u a kickstart or drown you till u die. well. aint that absolutely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not one of them involving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-2661102687186643012?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2661102687186643012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2661102687186643012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2661102687186643012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2661102687186643012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/pretends.html' title='pretends'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-5213437021835433406</id><published>2007-08-27T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:55:40.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imminent</title><content type='html'>doomed. i sent 85 smses in 6 days. great accomplishment, perfectly fine if i didnt only have 500 free per month. at this rate i am DEAD, because im sure im gonna be spending more smses during the holidays. how now brown cow. i just cleared my message inbox and now im out of memory space again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY PREFECT BOARD PHOTOS. but just cos i forgot to pay i cant get them. wth. someone give me a parang please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-5213437021835433406?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/5213437021835433406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=5213437021835433406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5213437021835433406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/5213437021835433406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/imminent.html' title='imminent'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2792040447047398452</id><published>2007-08-26T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:54:55.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now playing</title><content type='html'>NOW PLAYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston  -  Augustana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please turn down ur computer volume so u wont go deaf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-2792040447047398452?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-15320224.post-3759621657977505329</id><published>2007-08-26T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:03:52.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>my tuition teacher used an interesting analogy on us destroying the world. he says, its like knocking holes in the wall. each generation just knocks one hold. one small hole. i mean like, its just a hole, no one cares. presuming that it doesnt rain. so this just goes on and on. until one day, the house collapses. and everybody GETS CRUSHED BENEATH THE CONCRETE AND BLEEDS/SUFFOCATES TO DEATH! ok fine he didnt say the dying part. but u get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. played soccer today outside my house with a bunch of vulgar small kids. fascinating combination. and the all think theyre so pro. one of these days someone is going to bash them up. just like someones gonna kill nishad. eventually. hope it wont have to be me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;31 aug&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/15320224-3759621657977505329?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3759621657977505329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3759621657977505329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3759621657977505329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3759621657977505329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6911517204655464773</id><published>2007-08-25T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:57:57.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recharge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whats with us humans. we always get attached to people places and things so easily. like ill bet that all of us are gonna miss our classes when we go to yr 5 next year, regardless of how much we HATE certain people in them. and as much as i dislike my new house, ill probably miss it if i shift. when i shift. like in many years time. so why do we have to give ourselves reasons to be upset? i suppose its to make us happy. now that might not make sense to u but listen. the only reason why you would miss someone/something is if u enjoyed their company. enjoyment = happiness. even if u didnt enjoy their company, at least ur life was more interesting. or maybe its a sense of continuity and stability. either way uve got to end up missing things and people as long as u have emotions. cos nothing lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a funky chemistry lecture on friday. too bad it took up white space and made us all go home late. but at least it was interesting. an interesting lecturer: mr alistair chew. an interesting topic: drugs. although not all the jokes were funny, most of them were. maybe ill take chemistry option b next yr, if its really abt medicine and drugs, cos that way its biochem, and its much more interesting and applicable. after all im not gonna grow up to mix chemicals together and titrate them till they explode or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually did homework this morning. both math assignments. after that, however, i havent done anything. :(. got to get my dragon in dragonfable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;playing tennis on jason's handphone is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i ask of you&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/15320224-6911517204655464773?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6911517204655464773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=6911517204655464773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6911517204655464773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6911517204655464773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/recharge.html' title='recharge'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3159980226699439763</id><published>2007-08-22T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:02:52.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawrasaur</title><content type='html'>i left my pencil case in school :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3159980226699439763?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3159980226699439763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3159980226699439763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3159980226699439763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3159980226699439763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/rawrasaur.html' title='rawrasaur'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4545402061818875996</id><published>2007-08-22T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T18:21:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doom</title><content type='html'>i am doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bio got an average of 78 this term i think. like what the. thats 5th lowest in class. all because i didnt memorise the stupid random questions. i personal believe that such a system shouldnt be used to evaluate the intelligence of students. asking students to come up with mcq questions themselves, as long as they are related to the topics studied in the past 2 years, will result in a massive number of TOTALLY RANDOM CRAPPED UP QUESTIONS. a third of them will be impossibly hard but related, a third will be totally unrelated to what we study but somehow linked to the broad topics we study (like DNA), and the last third will be slack questions that are kinda weird. of these, a questionnaire of 60 questions is chosen. thats 60 out of more than 150. so, all the slack questions are kicked, and the test is made up of 2/3 freaking hard questions that are from some obscure notes we probably forgot by now, and 1/3 random questions that are about topics that we have never heard of. and now, a teacher gives the class rep a compilation of half the level's submitted questions, and the bio rep doesnt tell anyone about it. for some reason because i was absent no one even told me that there were questions going around and when the test was. so then 3/4 of the class goes and memorises all the answers to the questions given, and when the test comes out, gets the first 30 questions correct. now. it aint that hard to guess the results. and since i didnt see the questions cos we got them the day before and i had to study for chem and do backlog, i get 40something upon 60. low 40s i think. or 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way my average is going to suck this term. not helped at all by my history average of 71%. for some reason i got 13/25 for my assignment. passing by half a mark. thankfully my report did better and i didnt fail overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone help me to mug please. i need to mug my brains out for term 4. i have got to beat someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4545402061818875996?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4545402061818875996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4545402061818875996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4545402061818875996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4545402061818875996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/doom.html' title='doom'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-1807609091023135335</id><published>2007-08-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:53:53.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reset</title><content type='html'>i deleted my entire sms inbox today. well i figured that eventually i have to delete it, and as much as i dont like deleting my messages, especially ones that mean something and ones that i could possibly use to blackmail :). but seeing as how they dont mean a thing in the eternal picture and they have to go someday, why not now. so. an inbox with 3 messages in it. lets see how long it takes to hit max capacity once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSI kids came to our school to perform on monday. they came to our church on sunday, which could be why the dances were so familiar. so in a span of 2 days, i watched them perform 3 times. fascinating. makes me want to go on a mission trip again, minus the dengue fever. and hopefully with a greater faith experience. i guess thats what i really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid is leaving on friday. thats sad but as i said, nothing lasts forever. nothing of this earth that is. the people we meet everyday, they all have to go away someday. we can only hope to see them in heaven. i hope i see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. down for worship at fl this sunday. means no friday night for me. well, at least no night of work. a night of singing and playing guitar. hey, that aint too bad a swap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to MEP Higher Music Practical (Prelim/Final Year Exams)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1807609091023135335?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1807609091023135335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1807609091023135335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1807609091023135335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1807609091023135335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/reset.html' title='reset'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7070013488851918564</id><published>2007-08-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:22:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holiday. holiday. please give us a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we have won the battle, won it brave and bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let us off we've won the gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to the tune of I Love You from Barney)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well according to drong, that was the only cheer he could hear properly. not surprising, seeing as how the student supporters only started cheering properly when the saints first equalised in the 2nd half of the match. u need pissed supporters to get a good cheer. either way, the point is that we won. rather the c div rugby team won. yay! go rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i didnt pon rugby, i now have a messed up throat and i came home at 8 plus. darn it. my first mep prac prelim is in 2 days. i have got to start getting my head into focus. thats kinda hard since its still throbbing a little from the cheering. signs of not having cheered for too long. now when i cheer my eyeballs feel like their gonna drop out of my head. now that would suck wouldnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. im sleepy. i shall practice once thru some of my pieces, and then do my cmath hw. and go sleep. have fun everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-7070013488851918564?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7070013488851918564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7070013488851918564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7070013488851918564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7070013488851918564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/fling.html' title='fling'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8842224524668042385</id><published>2007-08-19T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:24:17.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in our society, its the best and the rest. with a widening income gap even within the top people in society, this presents a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about the only thing i heard from the national day rally. since i have all this stupid work so i guess ill have to watch the speech another day. hopefully i remember. tomorrow we have to stay back for rugby cheeering. i wouldnt mind if it didnt mean reaching home at 8 and having no time to do work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. better go get started so i dont have to sleep late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8842224524668042385?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8842224524668042385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8842224524668042385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8842224524668042385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8842224524668042385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-our-society-its-best-and-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4205972251420615620</id><published>2007-08-18T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:31:49.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>log</title><content type='html'>backlog. lots of it. although i have a feeling not all of it is backlog and some of it is just homework with really late due dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 11 am today. not good, looking at the amount of homework, and the amount of practice i need to do for mep prelims next week. the perils of going for prefects dinner. speakin of which, our performance was ok i think. got isaac to do take your mama as a 2nd song, but then there was no mike so no one heard my guitar. darn. should have used my electric, except the first string broke. darnit. supposedly, the senior admin when they first arrived said "i hope the prefects dont sing again this year. thats the only thing they cant do". hopefully we've proved the wrong and rene wasnt lying when he said they said i was not bad. o well. have to wait till the holidays then we shall improve. and hopefully eventually record something for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i died for my ioc on thursday. did line by line without linking every line to the theme, which she said was BAD. and i didnt talk enough abt literary devices. screw langarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;set me on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4205972251420615620?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4205972251420615620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>compliance</title><content type='html'>leek got pissed with us today. he went on and on abt us having to learn not to do things behind people's backs. and about keeping quiet and showing r-e-s-p-e-c-t. and then he went "fine complain about me. here. i give u more things to complain about. complain that i am not teaching you. videoshoot it if you want".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, i would get pissed with the teacher and think he's being a total fag. but i just happen to agree with him. firstly, he doesnt even give us much homework, compared to the amath homework which is at least 2 assignments a week. and someone just had to complain to the senior admin abt him giving homework. secondly, my class is so damn screwed up that i hate it. lousy dynamics with teachers. thirdly, when he scolds us, he is different. he doesnt scream at us or use vulgarities, let alone strong words. instead he speaks politely and nicely. which i cant say for some students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that i hate u. i just do. i hate the way you act, the way you talk, the way you treat others, the way you think of yourself. i hate the stupid complaints you have. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gideon was talkin abt an analogy from anger management during lunch. i think its really interesting. "there are 2 kinds of angry people. the first kind is the customer who is angry at the cashier for making the queue move so slowly. the second kind is the cashier who keeps it all inside and one day explodes, takes out a gun and kills everyone in the store." i hope someone explodes in your face one day. think ur so great huh. wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on to happier stuff. 2 tests tomorrow, ioc on thursday, mep prac prelims next week. dont you feel all warm and fuzzy inside now. after all who doesnt want to spend the next few days mugging/practicing. hopefully ill do that in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1805376428355414339?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1805376428355414339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1805376428355414339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1805376428355414339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1805376428355414339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/compliance.html' title='compliance'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-4487785215054479208</id><published>2007-08-13T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T20:48:38.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blockades and airlifts</title><content type='html'>life is depressingly fair. its equally miserable to everyone. the only difference is the people who decide to be happy anyway and the people who decide to drown themselves in sorrow cos they just cant be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was one lousy national day holiday. firstly cos of the homework, and secondly cos of the fact that i didnt finish my homework. that leaves more backlog for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont feel like blogging now, what with 300 words left to write all the stuff i need to. maybe when i get through this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a blockade&lt;br /&gt;an airlift&lt;br /&gt;a beacon&lt;br /&gt;a failure&lt;br /&gt;a success.&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/15320224-4487785215054479208?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4487785215054479208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4487785215054479208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4487785215054479208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4487785215054479208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/blockades-and-airlifts.html' title='blockades and airlifts'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3945541030133530270</id><published>2007-08-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:09:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cartons</title><content type='html'>i dreamt of stompboxes yesterday. a whole suitcase of multicoloured stompboxes. and the day before i dreamt i was at a concert with people. this cant be good. i should be dreaming about my 1500 word history essay thats due on tuesday involving an in-depth analysis of 2 book sources. now where did i put those books. OH RITE. i dont HAVE any books on the Berlin Blockade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wonderful national day eh. woke up late with a neckache. went for breakfast at ghim moh market and spent at least 10 minutes queuing for the food. then came home, tried to do work but only did one question. went for lunch at vivo, came back at 5 plus and played axis and allies. well, one measly round of axis and allies. then ate dinner, showered, and realised that my GDC is now spoilt. it gives me "ERR: INVALID DIM" whenever i try to graph something. well, this has happened before, but it solved itself after a few weeks. but it just so happens that i NEED MY GDC for the amath coursework due next week. now aint that convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda hate my life now. well not really my life. just me. wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3945541030133530270?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3945541030133530270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3945541030133530270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3945541030133530270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3945541030133530270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/cartons.html' title='cartons'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3463521038299532288</id><published>2007-08-06T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:07:12.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation</title><content type='html'>walking home at 3.20 feels so good. the sun is shining, i have only one bag, the week ahead looks good (psst. im not thinking about homework. what homework? we have homework?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally handed in ihs project today, so thats one thing over and done with. so today im doing prefect work. which ive backlogged as well cos of the concert. why oh why do we have guitar next week. i must think of a reason to not go, what with mep prelims coming up and all the coursework due dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about my old house the other day, and well, it makes me sad. why does life has to be so. grr. and to make things worse, other than location, this new place (well 2 years isnt so new) isnt much better than the old one. the swimming pool is smaller and shallower, there are no people my age to play soccer with, the compound is so much smaller, there is no field or open spaces, there is no multi-purpose court. and most importantly, i dont know anyone here. bring me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to use turnitin to submit our ihs paper, and i just spent a long long time trying to figure out my password. when i clicked on the forgot your password? link, and entered my email, it asked me for my secret question and secret answer. yes it asked for the question as well. so obviously i couldnt remember the question, let alone the answer. and it was only just that i saw the small print at the bottom of the page saying: if you forgot your secret question, please click here to have a reset password email sent to your email. rawr. and when i reset my password, i realise that it requires a number. which is probably why all the passwords i tried didnt work. so, there is a very high chance that i just reset my password to the original one. o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3463521038299532288?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3463521038299532288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3463521038299532288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3463521038299532288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3463521038299532288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/08/continuation.html' title='continuation'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7231408812046874279</id><published>2007-08-04T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:43:17.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RrSAWP3Q9vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7vHZqVfC7Eo/s1600-h/XiaoXuan,Daniel,Evonne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RrSAXP3Q9xI/AAAAAAAAAA0/75tD57eKmOQ/s320/DSC00460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094838215346550546" 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;br /&gt;its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well concert went surprisingly ok. even though i messed up on one or 2 songs, but at least i didnt forget the notes for scherzino. actually i think i could have just used the score and just taken another stand but. o well. anyway it didnt exceed the time limit, but sadly that was cos they kicked out 3 items. 1 solo guitar and 2 choir small group items. i feel so sad for the ppl who practiced for it, but i guess we cant do much when an order is given from the powers that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. after the concert we were all hoping that the debrief would be different, and it was! firstly we had 10 minutes to go walk around, then we had to bring the guitars and stands back to the music room. after which we stacked up the chairs. then the debrief started. chin and i missed the first part of the debrief cos we were bringing the leftover guitars back to the music room and eugene gave us milo. so by the time we got back the debrief was underway. so, the only thing we heard was the part about practices restarting in a week and the existence of holiday practices. now isnt that a good way to spoil the mood. after that there was no scolding! not for the whole orch at least, so we could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i went for supper at KAP with chin and chan yi sheng. i think. i cant remember his name. i only noe he is a master sergeant in ncc land. yea. so we were all stuffing ourselves with wonderfully salty fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. that was a nice concert. and the first one i ever got a flower for, so thanks to xx and evonne for coming down. too bad they couldnt go eat supper cos xx's mum came to pick them up. well then i hope that sunflowers dont die easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its on to ihs report. sadly i doubt ill be able to submit a draft, so ill just hope for the best. i uploaded ellius' pic there, thats the one we took at his last bio lesson which our wonderful bio teacher converted to a farewell party. wow didnt noe she was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flip the page&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/15320224-7231408812046874279?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QxfUVhZGXho/RrSAWP3Q9vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7vHZqVfC7Eo/s72-c/XiaoXuan,Daniel,Evonne.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-86020772919645919</id><published>2007-08-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:19:01.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>festival</title><content type='html'>what a week. reminds me of BOB/FPS week, staying back everyday and stuff. except this week its everyday from 3 to 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: stayed back from 3.15 to 6.30. got the scores for the songs we are playing together with choir and everyone started to sight read. so when the Senior Admin and the people from MOE came, we were all sightreading the music. not bad eh. got home and did IHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: stayed back from 3.15 to 7.20. did a sort of full run. which took 3 hours even though our concert is supposedly 1.5 hours long. how amazing. got back at 7.30 and had to eat dinner before my guitar lesson at 8. luckily he could postpone it, or it would have been at 745 and i wouldnt have been able to eat. rawr. after that, did CmPS stuff for the next day's PC lessons that we were teaching. how wonderful i had to do a ppt and feedback forms for the Sec 1 class we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: stayed back from 3.15 to 8.30. spent lots of time doing nothing, then did a tech run. whichever way u spell it. hopefully we sound good enough for tomorrow. eitherway, there isnt much of a chance to improve. when i first went to the music room, mr daniel was there and he said he wanted to hear the primes cos we were playin out of time. as it turned out, i was the only prime 1 there, so when we played the song he couldnt do much. after all, how do u play out of time with only 1 guitar. jl, matthew ge and mark's FOC trio is really really cool. i shall go learn it in the hols. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to write a script for 2moro's publicity announcement, which for some reason i am doing. and then i shall go sleep so i wont die 2moro. i hope there isnt a 1 hour long debrief after the thing, cos that means i cant go out for supper. like dude, how often do i get to go out for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one day more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-86020772919645919?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/86020772919645919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=86020772919645919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/86020772919645919'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today's guitar was interesting. it was a combined rehearsal with choir, and the little sec 1s sing so super high. there were like 5 guys in the soprano section along with the girls, and its really interesting to watch them. we had to like sight read the 2 songs we are playing together with them, and i must say it isnt too bad. just that we will have to have a gigantic improvement by friday to put on a gold deserving performance. which isnt that impossible, since we kinda did that for syf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing my ihs now. cant wait till next week, cos then ihs will be over (i hope), guitar will be over (i think), we would have handed over 3/4 of our council work (supposedly) and the sec 2 cmps pc lessons will be over. well. we shall see if that really works out. and ive got to get a feedback system out for this thursday's lesson when we wrap up our pc lesson module on handicapped people. hopefully itll be an absolutely success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised my last post was quite long. go read. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-4010073302263020116?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/4010073302263020116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=4010073302263020116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4010073302263020116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/4010073302263020116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/fascinating.html' title='fascinating'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6349122386532561032</id><published>2007-07-30T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:18:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend</title><content type='html'>well. samuel's birthday was on sunday, 29 july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we celebrated it on saturday with our cousins and aunty do hui's family. in other words, we sat around eating nasi lemak and then played xbox. and we all got pwned in burnout revenge by our 4 yr old cousin, who now wants to borrow it. his father just called and said that if we didnt mind he would drop by later to pick it up. how fun, after all they play xbox/computer everyday. they meaning my uncle and his 2 children. so anyways, my brother got axis and allies for his present. which is kinda my fault cos i like it and i suggested it. i hope he likes it too XD. but the highlight, or rather the lowlight of the evening was my baby cousin joshua peeing into the sink. now i have no idea why someone put him in the sink without his pants on, and well, he peed into the sink. now isnt that fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: we went to salvation army peacehaven. i was with all the p5s and p6s, cos its a children ministry excursion thingy. because of that i missed my duty playin guitar for fl, but cant be helped since i signed up to play guitar at peacehaven the week before. so anyways we went there and did pretty much the same thing as last year, which was singing songs (or in my case playing) and giving out cards to the people there. sadly, there was one 40 yr old man there, who used to be a captain of something at shangri-la but now has had a stroke and so is at the nursing home. but seeing the people there happy really made us happy too. there was this blind man who sang along with us while we were singing, and im quite sure his voice was louder than those of all the p5s and p6s combined. that is, until lucas and nicholas started competing to see who could sing louder. eitherway, it was really heartening to see someone in a situation as such being so enthusiastic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for today. charity cafe. we were selling hotdog buns and almond jelly w/ longans. as can be expected, all the hotdog buns were SOLD OUT by the time it was my duty slot, cos they were selling it for 2 bucks. now that would be fine if our hot dog buns hadnt come with meat sauce and if the stall next to us hadnt been selling plain hotdog buns for 2 bucks as well. the first thing that happened to me when i went down was me getting convinced to buy 3 satay for 2 bucks. i must say, it was really nice, although i would have certainly been more willing to part with my money had the satay been a tad cheaper. then, upon realising that we were out of hot dog buns, i bought a plain one from caleb and then heaped xi min's meat sauce onto it. mmm. tasted good. next up, selling almond jelly and longan to random people i dont know. and it was rather successful, considering that nobody likes almonds. or so i think. anyway there was this bunch of ib girls who were like absolutely dao and didnt even want to listen to my sales pitch. luckily one of their friends decided to buy. after all, its just 50 cents. and i sold 2 to people who didnt want to eat it, so one of them gave me back the jelly. how nice of sean. at the end of the day we earned 207.05 from the cafe, the 5 cents being from someone i sold jelly too who had an extra 5 cents he didnt want. i think it was hadrian ro, our wonderful record breaking canoeist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im stuck at home trying to do homework, but as u can see i am blogging now. and blogging does not equal homework. which is not the point. the point is, in the 2 hrs ive been alone at home our house has been visited by 3 people. one of them was xi min's mum, returning us our containers and tongs we used for charity cafe, and another one was sam cheam's mum who came to give us durian for my bro's birthday present. how kind of her. uncle michael also came, to talk to my father. unluckily for him, my father was not home and he still isnt. so uncle michael decided to go home and come back 2moro. i wonder if he drove here on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the intricacies of life.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely wonderfully fascinating.&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/15320224-6349122386532561032?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-15320224.post-2192412561842668629</id><published>2007-07-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:55:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watching</title><content type='html'>i sit and watch&lt;br /&gt;the world pass by&lt;br /&gt;and leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i wonder&lt;br /&gt;what did we do&lt;br /&gt;wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;a life reduced&lt;br /&gt;a life reborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a universe changed&lt;br /&gt;a heart moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left behind&lt;br /&gt;undetected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have no idea why i wrote that or how i wrote that. its just random thoughts. like subconscious + conscious states of minds collaborating to make me more depressed. im so sure i needed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='watching'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-809150720179294974</id><published>2007-07-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:28:15.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well then.</title><content type='html'>10 chinese newspaper article reviews/reports/whatevers in one night. think i can do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-809150720179294974?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2386660071434825900</id><published>2007-07-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:27:28.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i wish</title><content type='html'>soaring and crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats life my friend. evidently, we dont always get what we want. although you probably already knew that. i myself happen to believe that i USUALLY dont get what i want, but im not in any position to bitch. cos i decided, if i want to get pissed with people for being so complainy and thinking that their life is "oh-so-much-worse-than-everyone-else's", ive to stop doing that myself. i dont want to be a hypocrite. i want to know what others think of me and i want it to be what i think of myself, although at the present moment im not that pleased with myself anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. if we dont get what we want, we can always want what we get. accomodation, like Roosevelt. which brings me to the point that mr alvin tan said that our presentation today was evaluating the situation after ww2 with a marxist view, even while accessing capitalism. well then, are we inherently marxist. after all, who wouldnt want to live in a utopian world where everyone is totally equal. just too bad that u cant live in THIS world to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we sit here and wish&lt;br /&gt;for something to change&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/15320224-2386660071434825900?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2386660071434825900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2386660071434825900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2386660071434825900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2386660071434825900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-i-wish.html' title='and i wish'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2311971072573736957</id><published>2007-07-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:22:10.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>here i am, reduced to stalking people's emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to find out: singer, drummer, guitarist, singer. wont tell u which bands. and im not stalking them cos i like them or think theyre hot. not all at least. just so you noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like seriously, i must expand my social circle to include PRO people. not that my friends arent pro, but these are like UBER PRO. at least 2 are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its time to catch up on work. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid chem prac made my hands smell like vomit. i hate chemistry practicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;theres gotta be more to life than this&lt;br /&gt;living day after day&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/15320224-2311971072573736957?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2311971072573736957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2311971072573736957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2311971072573736957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2311971072573736957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/aftermath.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-1224723377560835239</id><published>2007-07-22T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:17:37.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impending doom</title><content type='html'>the dead dont blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-1224723377560835239?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1224723377560835239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1224723377560835239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1224723377560835239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1224723377560835239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/impending-doom.html' title='impending doom'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-2876850248560716798</id><published>2007-07-21T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:52:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from the dead. i hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well, that was one helluva week. have been in school from 7am to past 10pm everyday this week. except monday when i went home at 7.30pm. so i havent checked my email for a week. although mr andrew wong says he saw me online the other day, which means someone was using my com. man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. BoB is over. FPS is over. FOA is coming up. Project deadlines are coming up. Ellius is leaving. and i didnt get to go for ellius' farewell dinner cos of stupid flu and cos my mum wont let me. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really envy the BoB bands. they get a real sound crew, a real stage with 1000 audience, smoke machines, light effects. and the barker guitarist is too pro for words. i must go make friends with him and learn to be pro. i dont care, the next time there is something like this, im gonna take part. no matter how noob i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to lighter things. our wonderful chemistry teacher is so pro that when someone asks her a question, she goes "thats a good question" and proceeds to conveniently forget that questions need to be ANSWERED. and then when her "TEACHER'S DEMONSTRATION" practical fails, she goes. "oh Jonas, its your fault" and everyone was laughing at her. finally she goes "alright, watch me as i show you how to keep the setup properly" and promptly goes and removes the delivery tube, setting the test tube on fire. just before her demonstration she told us that we must be EXTRA careful when dealing with hydrocarbons, as they are HIGHLY FLAMMABLE, and that if we explode them, we will fail our practicals for the rest of the year. well mdm, im sorry to inform you but YOU FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if im being evil today, but i dont like the fact that i have the flu and i couldnt go for ellius' farewell dinner and stuff. theyre at his house now and im stuck at home. rawr. and he is leaving on monday. well life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was thinking about someones message the other day, and yea this is what i have to say. (i think you know who u are). in life, there's always stuff we lose. and sometimes you really really hate life for it, but good things never last forever. at least worldy good things. but can you imagine, when we die and go to heaven, we leave everything behind. would you be willing to drop everything and go. i noe lots of us might hesitate, even though whats waiting for us there is the epitomy of greatness. but still we like to stick to what we know, what we can feel, and what we have grown to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;so fascinating&lt;br /&gt;so fragile&lt;br /&gt;so much potential.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/15320224-2876850248560716798?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/2876850248560716798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=2876850248560716798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2876850248560716798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/2876850248560716798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-dead-i-hope.html' title='back from the dead. i hope.'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3237578389116961477</id><published>2007-07-14T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:27:15.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mia</title><content type='html'>if i dont blog for a while, its either cos im dead, not home, or doing work. went out today at 9 am for prefect interviews, didnt come back from school till 7.30pm cos of fps. and yesterday had cmps until 11pm. monday another fps session, tuesday night after guitar, wednesday night as well. im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my schedule is messed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3237578389116961477?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3237578389116961477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3237578389116961477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3237578389116961477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3237578389116961477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/mia.html' title='mia'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-7140228717463998584</id><published>2007-07-14T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:48:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is your life&lt;br /&gt;are you who you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thats the song im listening to now. am i who i wanna be? im really not sure. what do i want to be? succesful, smart and pro. i wanna grow up to be someone i can be proud of. i wanna grow up to be someone others wanna grow up to be. but can i. sometimes its hard enough being mediocre when ur aiming for better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questioning the worth of existence eh. why do you need to question. isnt life worth enough. although that angsty hamlet doesnt seem to agree since he thinks life is suffering. well then, i dont believe so. i mean life is suffering, but isnt that what we live for. to suffer and then be happy. i mean if you want to make an effort you can see something good in everything, but only if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never too late to start and its never too early to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well at least try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-7140228717463998584?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/7140228717463998584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=7140228717463998584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7140228717463998584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/7140228717463998584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-your-life-are-you-who-you-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-923437687192720780</id><published>2007-07-12T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:20:54.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva la musica</title><content type='html'>VIVA LA MUSICA 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guitar orchestra&lt;br /&gt;choir&lt;br /&gt;chinese performing arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 Aug&lt;br /&gt;7.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;ACSI CPA2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me to get tix. 10 dollars each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-923437687192720780?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/923437687192720780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=923437687192720780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/923437687192720780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/923437687192720780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/viva-la-musica.html' title='viva la musica'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6902417885700337841</id><published>2007-07-10T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:22:13.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what are we living for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people would live for the future. like all the jobs you are going to have, the money you will earn, the love you will gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others would live for love, for acceptance, for appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live for GOD. because i know GOD will provide all the love, friendship and happiness we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. today we had a nice bio prac on cabbages, brussel sprouts, broccoli and cauliflower. of which all the answers were given on the net. SO FUN. anyways. i want to thank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;for all the encouragement and spotlight shining. it was really helpful and all, so even though you probably wont read this, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-6902417885700337841?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/6902417885700337841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=6902417885700337841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6902417885700337841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/6902417885700337841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-are-we-living-for-most-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-3888561309908861619</id><published>2007-07-09T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:05:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival</title><content type='html'>transcending power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i now have 17 orders for BOB tickets. how fun. wonder how many guitar tickets ill be able to sell. probably none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-3888561309908861619?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/3888561309908861619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=3888561309908861619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3888561309908861619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/3888561309908861619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/revival.html' title='revival'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8677146676049349376</id><published>2007-07-08T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:03:04.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imminent doom</title><content type='html'>freaking chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we get a stack on friday, due on monday. and i have stupid ihs project. plus prefect work. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just give up and die already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8677146676049349376?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8677146676049349376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8677146676049349376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8677146676049349376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8677146676049349376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/freaking-chinese-homework.html' title='imminent doom'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8310684774906465581</id><published>2007-07-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:40:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>havent been blogging lately, and doubt i can blog much now since i probably have to go sleep. anyways. today's menu is: FLICKR UPDATE! FRIENDSTER UPDATE! BLOG UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. what a lot of work. this week has been really slack, but fun too. but ill blog abt it next time if i remember. now i shall just ask questions and hopefully ill think of answers to put in my next post. which will make it nice and long and useful. for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are u living for? the present? the future? yourself? others? your beliefs? GOD?&lt;br /&gt;or are u clueless. are u just taking whatever life throws at you. oh sure we are all plannin for what to do when we grow up, or at least when it comes to the next major exams. but what about the core of life. the meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8310684774906465581?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8310684774906465581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=8310684774906465581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8310684774906465581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/8310684774906465581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-8855500268966188938</id><published>2007-07-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:22:47.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>petrucci</title><content type='html'>john petrucci is. OWNAGE. all thanks to pei yi who bought his cd from the us and which i koped and forgot to return. cos we were listening to it during camp, but i brought my com home and forgot to take the cd out. so there. funz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get to play combat skirmish. which is sad cos it looks so fun... and its so ex. rawr! and i was going in and out of camp cos im still supposed to be recovering from dengue. cant wait till im totally well then i can run around and play tennis and swim and play soccer. and stuff. until then.. im stuck to slackin at home tryin to do work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-8855500268966188938?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/8855500268966188938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i cant decide if going back to school is a good thing or a bad thing. for one thing, it means the holidays are over. on the other hand, the holidays [replace with holiday homework] are OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. i still havent finished my amath holiday homework. and theres gonna be lots of hw plus projects this term, along with the impending doom of music o levels. not to mention the endyear exams. i guess its really time to buck up. but im feeling just so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[edited in 5 seconds after publishing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched oceans 13 and fantastic 4 this week. nice numbers. anyway the shows were nice and definitely not a disappointment. although i must say oceans 13 is kinda hard to understand. but still its interesting and all that stuff. so anyways i watched it on wednesday night with russ and jonas, and we went to eat carl's jr b4 that. and i was the only one eating a burger, with the rest eating fries. making me feel fat. fantastic 4 was on friday morning with my family, and after that we went to eat nice food. and now i shall go sleep, so i dun die tomorrow morning during fall in. yay.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/15320224-1885890217173908675?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/1885890217173908675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=1885890217173908675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/1885890217173908675'/><link 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doesnt excuse me from homework. so i think i shall go get started on a math now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-676026950179340731?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/feeds/676026950179340731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15320224&amp;postID=676026950179340731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/676026950179340731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15320224/posts/default/676026950179340731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyboy325.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-starts-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15320224.post-6039959321341772706</id><published>2007-06-12T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:04:52.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;FLICKR UPDATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays (except december) = stacks of homework&lt;br /&gt;therefore: holidays = bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15320224-6039959321341772706?l=dannyboy325.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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