<?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-34845631</id><updated>2011-11-04T18:15:52.701+08:00</updated><category term='good luck for all o level peopleXP'/><title type='text'>~ahKWOK~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-1155795639849476410</id><published>2011-11-04T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:15:52.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i need to complement those people who are working in the customer service sector. for me, i would not want to work in this sector because it would be quite a pain for me. i feel that i am always on the customer's side. probably i am influenced by what my father do when he calls the customer service. let me give an example that occurred today. aiya if you are just lazy to read the following just head down to the last second paragraph for the conclusion...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is going to call an air flight agency to request for some forms. then he approaches me with a smiley face and tells me "going to scold them again". apparently, it seems that he is having fun calling the agency. then he calls... (let the other person on the line be A)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: hi, my name is XXX, here to request some forms that was not given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;oh ok. what form is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: its this form XXX. previously i have received another form different from this. so i need &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this form XXX to give to the insurance company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ok. hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;song proceeds... for 10 minutes... song still continues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad puts down the phone. there is slight tone of anger as he dials again.( another person picks up. let it be B, note that he is still calling the same company.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: hi, my name is XXX, here to request some forms that was not given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;oh ok. give me some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: can no problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B:&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ok so what is it about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: you see, i have been calling for 5 to 6 times. and every time i call, i have been talking about &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the same thing. every time i speak to the person, i get the point that you people would just &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;say that you would send a message to my email. i have been waiting for quite long already. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but i have still yet to receive the message. both parties in here are trying to solve the issue &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but so far as it is, the situation would just get delayed. it is really difficult for both of us to &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;solve the issue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the conversation goes on for about half an hour... no point really putting the whole conversation down. all in all as you can see customer service is like lottery. if you are lucky and you are the first person that the customer calls you, it is definitely easier to handle the case. that is typically speaking. however, if the case is not dealt with tactically and with speed, it just snowballs to the next personnel in the customer service sector. thereby, the next personnel receives it and gets the same customer but this time angered by the duration he has to wait. therefore the case gets harder to be tackled with. so the one down at the bottom who receives the call, inefficient in customer service, would just handle the case with difficulty and both parties gets into conflict. worst case scenario they confront each other at some place and things get complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so typically of me, i would not like to get into complicated situations. therefore i would like to avoid customer service jobs as much as possible. but nonetheless, it is a good tool in the future as one venture out into the working sector. haiz as always the world is complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1155795639849476410?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1155795639849476410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>finally all the tiring and heart wrenching days are over. but nonetheless its just marks the genesis of everything else that is to come. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;blink blink blink(a certain catch phrase used by someone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6 months passed in unit. training yet to end. outfield yet to end. life has gotten more complicated and my view of people changed. cpt, crew drills, camo-ing all are "over". hopefully just as what they say, the training as of now would tone down a little more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i really cant think of anything else for me to write now. when i feel like writing again i will try. ciaos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-68887970100937370?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/68887970100937370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=68887970100937370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/68887970100937370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/68887970100937370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/10/finally-all-tiring-and-heart-wrenching.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-9009026676450242486</id><published>2011-08-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:50:30.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too fast too furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just another 4 1/2 hrs i will be leaving sg le. leaving for aus. hopefully i dont meet with any trouble there. be there for very long... bout 3 weeks... dont have much to say really cos my mind is blank now.. i wish good luck to those who are continuing on with studies and those who are still on their army course.. good luck arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6511118199560311425</id><published>2011-08-10T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T18:30:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a while since i touched this... very long while..&lt;br /&gt;time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like any common phrase one would hear. but it does really fly. blink blink a few times and things are over... or maybe??? anyway my training will soon be over i suppose. i hope. all that pandemonium, chaos, upside down world would settle down some day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a happy event of national day that happened but yet so short. but those bitterness and toughness felt while i was busy felt super duper long... its just so ironic right??? happiness lasts momentarily while pain lasts forever.. anyway i cherished that happiness of 5 days holiday and it paid off with me reading away adventurous books.^^ too bad there were some that had to book in before national day for guard duty^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon things will be getting tough... but for the future ahead!!! hahahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;*  feels so much like the ending of a movie^^  *&lt;br /&gt;PS. wherever you girls are, jiayous!! you maybe in uni, school, working or anywhere, etc. just jiayous and good luck^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6511118199560311425?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6511118199560311425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6511118199560311425' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbQO2cRaSIs/TeHD59G2kGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RmIXoQtPkPQ/s1600/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611982011103613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbQO2cRaSIs/TeHD59G2kGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RmIXoQtPkPQ/s320/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just when you see all is dark, a glimpse of light ray pierces through the dark clouds providing shimmer of hope, hope for the storm to be over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i have blogged again.&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i entered army.&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i missed my friends and homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i felt so sian again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, initially when i entered army i was feeling sian due to certain complications. soon after i book out for my first time in bmt, i felt better, communications were also much better. thereafter, after bmt, i became more sian or rather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering had people become more selfish or what. its as if they cant do simple things like waking themselves up on their own. and simply when they cannot wake themselves up just because they only have a tendency to wake up when the lights are on, they push the blame to another guy who wakes up earlier than them for not switching on the light. its as if they think that another guy is equivalent to a god. its as if he would know what you are thinking. like wth... i can understand that it is a courtesy for others to switch on the lights, i fully understand that. but what i fail to understand is that why are you pushing the blame to another guy just because you did not tell him that you only wake up when the light is switched on all from the start of the very day we are in the same bunk. for the whole day i just hear you rambling on and on about you saying what cb or knn at that guy. for crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you seriously know how to complain on and on about a guy not being courteous, cant you be one on your own and try to wake yourselves up. or even at the very least try to tell others that you need the lights switched on, or others to wake you up. for god sake. it aint that i like that guy so i side with him, its the way i am. i cant stand others being unrightfully blamed just because its their fault for purely one excuse, a failure to be courteous to others to wake others up when we are going to be late. if you are late then you are late. dont take it out on others just because you cannot wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must people smoke their way through just because they do not want to use their own items for others. if you do not want to use your bag to keep other people books and related items, just say so. for gracious sake, dont give me that crap saying that you have things in your bag, so why dont we use your bag. i mean like taking things out got so troublesome that you cannot provide even an inch of help is it. and just when you want others help you carry, you expect others to be like a maid, going to you to give you the book. cant you walk. for goodness sake you got a pair of legs! what fish. oh maybe you understand that he cannot walk, you give troubles to others around him, asking them to pass the book to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i may apppear to be very nice on the surface but dont push it too far as to matters about being selfish. i cannot stand a whole lot of it. if it does not concern me, i dont mind. but you start coming to me and complaining, dont expect me to stand like an akimbo. and fyi, my face will not be as nice as it will appear to be. selfish people. it just helps to be a little more courteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, selfish, yes everyone has it. but it wont do if you are very selfish cos you will not be liked, thats all i can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6251205958119763331?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6251205958119763331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6251205958119763331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6251205958119763331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6251205958119763331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-while-since-i-have-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbQO2cRaSIs/TeHD59G2kGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RmIXoQtPkPQ/s72-c/15_78_6---Rays-of-Sunshine-against-a-dramatic-black-sky_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-9128458256994234731</id><published>2011-05-06T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:20:09.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back home:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow the abyss in my stomach became the bottomless bottomless pit. so much so for trying to gain weight. i guess i have to do it the other way, exercising and then eating more:D so enjoy eating food now:D i wanna participate in food galore. learn cooking, etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. all guys are in army today. they had their first night in tekong while i am sitting down here typing out these words, word by word. awesome. i wonder how will they feel after knowing that i today book out:( Muahahas:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of that topic, i think i had i rough idea of the decision that i am going to make. meaning like going for NTU Biological Sciences rather than Faculty of Science. we'll see how things go first. besides there will still be time, or maybe time is running out. nonetheless, i do not want to make an uninformed choice of selecting my university route, as opposed to what i did for my secondary school and junior college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many others are probably also working hard in their lives, so this is what i have to say: &lt;em&gt;have the Can Do It Spirit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-9128458256994234731?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/9128458256994234731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=9128458256994234731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9128458256994234731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9128458256994234731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-homed-somehow-abyss-in-my-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6795175468300136345</id><published>2011-04-30T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T11:35:15.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzjHtWo0Hvs/TbuDbG0jSqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ucSBrQUTS20/s1600/latte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601215063276079778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzjHtWo0Hvs/TbuDbG0jSqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ucSBrQUTS20/s320/latte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. yesterday i was absolutely tired.. just came back from camp. but rather happy to be back at home. kinda received good news upon hearing that i got accepted. now that i got accepted i dont know which should i choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i came to blog wasnt to talk about that. but its more towards something like army. ok girls might kind of find it a little boring. but somehow, i felt to change my views upon bmt. how should i put it??? have you ever felt that your life was so packed with so many things that you cant even lift a breather during your lunch? even lunch was to be rushed through? and just when you have completed that phase have you realised you have led a fulfilling life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bmt is a little something like that. it really rushes things through because there is so little weeks that you have in bmt, but there is so much to learn. thus, everyday is important, life no longer becomes a luxury. every single minute or second that you spent in life is essential. however rushing it might be, whether tough or easy going, it really brings back fond memories, the camaraderie you have with your fellow brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take bmt on a brighter side, try to enjoy it despite the hard times you might have gone through, my fellow friends who are going into ns:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every second counts, so make it count. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6795175468300136345?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6795175468300136345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6795175468300136345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6795175468300136345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6795175468300136345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzjHtWo0Hvs/TbuDbG0jSqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ucSBrQUTS20/s72-c/latte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-3387361352966632388</id><published>2011-04-29T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:21:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my eyes are so droopy. feels like sleeping... probably cos its the time i would have already been sleeping in camp. things are going fine though i did not really get what i wanted to get into. but does not matter:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found that i became more sensitive to my surroundings and become more optimistic which may and may not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i really feeling tired.. sorry will blog again if i got time... my eyes closing in front of the screen fingers pressing on the wrong buttons already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-3387361352966632388?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/3387361352966632388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=3387361352966632388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3387361352966632388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3387361352966632388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-eyes-are-so-droopy.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6645904893036566942</id><published>2011-04-16T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:11:09.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs:P just randomly possting up some posts cos my blog seems to die down a bit. but nonetheless, my new mobile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STARRING:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595842846793608770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4P66NUAyBVQ/Tahta84LLkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YRX7VB8IKA8/s320/tank-display.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup.. new mobile on road yeah... okay i am going to be positive about this ok.. i'll try :S anyway it has been a great week for me at home, hardly to ever feel this.. staying at home for so long despite it being a 1 week period:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6645904893036566942?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6645904893036566942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-1592625962142615393</id><published>2011-04-03T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:10:52.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more week. nothing much to write about now. just ddont have the feel to write. want to go learn things... guitar maybe??? i dunno. piano i wanna learn more... learn more sports.. learn karate?? haiz... SO SIAN!!!! dunno why but just got the SIAN FEEL... =.=" sunday blues... want to go specialists!!!! why they dont want let me go!! haiz... maybe cos of ankle pain.. =.=" sorry will be talking a lot of crap today.. cos i dont feel like myself today... super sian.... SIAN!!!!!!!!!!! TTM!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1592625962142615393?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1592625962142615393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=1592625962142615393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1592625962142615393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1592625962142615393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-more-week.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6229734170487865930</id><published>2011-03-27T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:53:24.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YB0sDlwhSfk/TY4Zy0h_ApI/AAAAAAAAAPI/B2b9qWXwFwI/s1600/clouds-1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588432548498702994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YB0sDlwhSfk/TY4Zy0h_ApI/AAAAAAAAAPI/B2b9qWXwFwI/s320/clouds-1259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;time do fly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 weeks have passed. two more weeks to passing out parade. marching that 24km route march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 weeks have taught me many things. things that i have yet to learn, yet to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 weeks is no joke. but it brought laughters and joys to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 weeks i knew new friends, foster brotherhood &amp;amp; camaraderie, understanding more people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 weeks are experiences that will form who i am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its shiong, but nevertheless, WORTH IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i really cant juggle between my army and family together, causing my life to get entangled and twisted. but now the knot has been loosen. its just a pointer to those who have yet to enter the army, parents are worried about you while letting you be independent, try to be understanding towards them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;just because when you come home from field camp or sit test, and that means you are tired does not indicate the need for you to push all the laundry work to your parents. neither does that mean that you should chuck it aside and sleep first before washing it. do it the right way, and dont rant just right in front of them. some times they just want to help you but they dont know how. but just when they help you, you think that they are making things more messier for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust me. it isnt a good feeling after blowing your head off and then realising that your parents are actually worried about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6229734170487865930?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6229734170487865930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-1619773670962360176</id><published>2011-02-07T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:19:36.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huat arh. ah boi here going to army to become man! sian or not dont know bah. i only know just go in safely come out also safely. :) oh yeah. havent go guan yin temple bai bai=.=" sians pop! aiyaaaa... green green green green... commando bois go in today le.. now my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this post is pretty short cos i dont know what else to write other than ns. darn. gals are working. so all i can say is jiayous. anyway, this is it. after tomorrow, the day after shall be my turn to enter ns. so ciaos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this could be my last post until the results come out. so catch up again yeahs~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1619773670962360176?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1619773670962360176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=1619773670962360176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1619773670962360176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1619773670962360176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/02/huat-arh.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4651032350763688450</id><published>2011-01-19T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:18:00.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TTcAZbP1MLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lFbsyCrERZE/s1600/latte-art-171_p25488P6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563916301450424498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TTcAZbP1MLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lFbsyCrERZE/s320/latte-art-171_p25488P6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow i am just ordered not to use the computer for facebook. therefore, here i am blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, i just felt depressed after i come home. probably its related to work and personal issues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, i feel that working as an admin is such a drag. i kind of hate admin work right now. or rather maybe i have not really tried the real admin job. but who cares.. besides i am going to get into ns soon enough. until then i guess i have to bear with that *ad-hoc* thing. the more i talk to her, the more the inner self gets irritated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;work issues aside, personal issues??? i dont know. my head is in a mess. i just want to get inside army and think through first. of course, during army is basically training until we drop dead at night. but nonetheless, i just want to take a breather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4651032350763688450?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TTcAZbP1MLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/lFbsyCrERZE/s72-c/latte-art-171_p25488P6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-3627031166794949304</id><published>2011-01-18T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:35:02.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know how to start the blog. for real. ok how about this, 21 days later and i will be in the green land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt much of an issue. but the more i think about the A levels, the more afraid i am. its hard to not think about it, especially when i am working in the education sector. despite the fact that many has said that they have did everything they had, the very undescribable feeling is seemingly always there to haunt me=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for work, its pretty much hectic. or maybe it isnt at all... hahs. dammit.. i got so many presents that i need to think of... havent got much ideas yet^^ would anyone give me some ideas?? hahas (^.^)V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-3627031166794949304?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/3627031166794949304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=3627031166794949304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3627031166794949304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3627031166794949304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-know-how-to-start-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5659972382142405812</id><published>2011-01-10T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:27:11.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post may simply sound complicated. somehow it is. yes. nevertheless, if you do not wish to read it, then dont. i am not forcing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a great way to end it all. a rain. the bright orange reflections of street lights glimmering over the wet surface of the floor. carrying an umbrella walking down the street, looking simply so down. feeling messed up. the world is really spinning around. all i want to do now is simply to get a simple sleep. if everything were as easy to forget as the long lectures given by teachers, i would not be pouring over this issue for the whole day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;truthfully, a change needs to occur. i somehow cannot take it myself. why did it happen. fish. i hate this. thinking back, those fragments of memory tinkling down on the bed of my mind. i just wished they would just shatter away, just like everything. glass, so brittle. somehow, i just wanted to say i hate this repeatedly. i want to get out. i need to change. i dont know. my mind is so twisted and turned. being positive is easy to be said of but hard to be done. to be confident of everything. ah. aint that easy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5659972382142405812?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5365804977948260625</id><published>2011-01-08T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:26:11.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i added a few more. now the flow of songs goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Taste OST - Depression Of The Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl redit" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl rdel" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl iplay rplay" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Personal Taste OST - 2AM "Like A Fool 바보처럼" (Sing-along Simple Romanized Lyric).mp4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl redit" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl rdel" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl iplay rplay" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Personal Taste OST Kim Tae Woo - Dropping Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl redit" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl rdel" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl iplay rplay" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Did Wrong by 2 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl redit" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl rdel" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="cntrl iplay rplay" href="http://www.mixpod.com/create-playlist.php?myid=73510003#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[MP3 DOWNLOAD] 2AM - A Friend's Confession&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5365804977948260625?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5365804977948260625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5365804977948260625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5365804977948260625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5365804977948260625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-added-few-more.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4636834467563489424</id><published>2011-01-07T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:15:33.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) a day of smilely face, and a day of depressed face :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i have updated my song bank. i have added another song called ' like a fool ' by 2AM. first, i better declare, i not a k pop fanatic. its just that their songs are pretty nice thats all :P pop your earphones in and listen to it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working now is much better. interaction seems more fluid now. however, there still seems to be a little communication barrier. but the best to say is that the interaction amongst us the people have been boosted by a game called "pet connect". lols right! hahas:) apparently ts and i went to disturb our supervisor then saw them playing this game. soon after we know it, we were each helping each other out in the game and in laughing at what we say wrong. its really good to see them laugh and joke around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this para shall be dedicated to the first supervisor that introduced us this job. she isnt old or anything. inner heart is young thats all:P she'll kill me if she heard me saying thisXP she likes pigs a lot. you can tell when you go to her tableXP she is really stern when those times are needed. but most of the times, she is really easy to get together with. she has already been working for 10 years O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. this para shall be dedicated to the second supervisor that assist us and showed us the hands. she is a kpop fan. lols. her desktop is pictures of bigbang. and she listens to mandrin songs, she can speak mandrin, a littleXP she is a malay, she knows korean:) a little:)) she is a little hyperactive at night:) she has also just gotten her job 6 months ago:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for other supervisors, i shall write about them in the next post or something in some other day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleagues are nice bahs:) i guess. okay. probably more than just nice? ^^ in just a few months we'll part.. and i will be in NS. hmm... always talking about ns.. hmm.. nvm. but work is great.. or rather good... maybe good. hahahsXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna workout soon:) ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4636834467563489424?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4636834467563489424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>just as my msn nick says, i have hardly the time to come online lately.. waking up in the morning at 7 and going to work, following leaving workplace at 10pm odd. yup. the working hours are hectic, and the job that we are doing may seem a little interesting. nonetheless, the key phrase is still a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting paid is another thing. but the job for now seems fine. and i suppose the period of chionging is soon to come, and soon to go. theough seemingly fast-paced, i am still the slow one there... hahasXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now assisting with the moe with the o levels gets me edgy about a levels, wondering how long will it take for us to get our results back.=.=" very shag. i will be going ns soon, but always getting worried about this and that for my physics and english is really getting on my nerves. somehow, i feel that i am going to break down... some day.... i dont know when that day is going to come. but before that day comes, i am going to keep my mind a little busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5834603058606670929?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5834603058606670929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5834603058606670929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5834603058606670929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5834603058606670929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-as-my-msn-nick-says-i-have-hardly.html' 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like i am getting lazier and lazier. it seems that i no longer wish to do the things that i am required to do. there are many exampless, and lets just drop the idea of naming them. besides, i am currently working now. practically its almost as if i had no time to do stuff. or rather, little time i would say. anyway, i watched finish personal taste for a while already. its okay bah. i dont know how to rate a movie. but it gets pretty interesting in the chapter of 'GAME OVER' and some other chapters. just go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i have just learnt is that if only love was just as simple as a mathematical equation, problems would be resolved easily, patching would also be easier. it would not tend to get too complex because it is bounded within certain area. it would be good. it would just be good. if love was so easy to be understood. &lt;em&gt;probably, it was never meant to be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i said that i am losing my willl to complete certain things, there are still some things that i long to fulfill. a case in point would be maldives. momentarily forgotten its name. but its a place i sure wanna go. apparently, my bro have fixed with his friends that they are going there one year later. its really a great thing. as in to go maldives. if i am allowed, i thought maybe i wanted to roam around the world on my own. &lt;em&gt;but sometimes, things just dont go your way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, financially, i hope to earn more, so that these negative thoughts would simply go away. aside from that, as for the earlier part, the issue might still be stuck within a heavy storm... doesnt seem to end off with a lighter note though. but yeah... gotta work:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea. the song 'like a fool' by 2AM i will upload it soon. its just that im kinda sleepy now. and theres work tomorrow. so ciaos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys again~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1339999147766529163?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1339999147766529163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=1339999147766529163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1339999147766529163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1339999147766529163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-by-day-i-feel-like-i-am-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TRi_DtD9gBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BXSc1LzGvWo/s72-c/borchi-massimo-jetty-maldives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7617097810023930422</id><published>2010-12-20T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:17:42.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi hi readers! okay. the job was somehow... but i dont have personal desk!!! super sad cos i have been wanting for a personal desk job. i guess this is all possible only with admin assistants job, for the lowest rank jobs with personal desks. haiz, i cannot blame ts for landing me in this moe job, but then i could have gotten a better pay job. could have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i felt rather weird today. i should not have been so formal! but then again the atmosphere in the job place is so awkward and so quiet. summing it up, its like gender segregation larhs. what to do, its a first day at work=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway didnt really have much time to blog or post, i just want to say that maybe i have thought too much, said too much, lied so much, etc. i wonder if i can still take it all back, all that i did wrong, to those people that i have hurt, to those who i have embarassed, to those who i have shown my anger to, or maybe perhaps these shall all not be divulged out yet=.=zZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to continue writing on my story on that Gregory story, but i hope i will do it, one chapter for each week, at least till i enlist into army.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-2439740344286784939</id><published>2010-12-15T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:25:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. its up. the song that i uploaded into my mixpod playlist.&lt;br /&gt;its called "confession of a friend" by 2am.&lt;br /&gt;yup. erm.. as for recent activities, i think i have been rather slacking. watching television at home, or going out with friends thats all. in summary my life now is eat, sleep, wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i have gotten my attire for the job. so i cant wait for the job on monday.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like doing dress down everyday, not wanting to wear formal shirt:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. and upcoming activities would be the gals outing. so just to kill time, probably i would go out. and i have just found out another camera that i kind of liked. other than the sony alpha nex3/5, its the fujifilm s200exr series. not really a fanciful type, but will be checking out prices tomorrow:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more books and more books to read, other than clive cussler or matthew reily books:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-2439740344286784939?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/2439740344286784939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=2439740344286784939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2439740344286784939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2439740344286784939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay_15.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6260516331414140175</id><published>2010-12-12T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:18:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TQTLc4vtuWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Q2e97xfQjO8/s1600/Sony-NEX5-front-side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549784337956583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TQTLc4vtuWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Q2e97xfQjO8/s320/Sony-NEX5-front-side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TQTLcX0kngI/AAAAAAAAAOc/edVh8PX92WM/s1600/NEX-5_sv_SEL1855_1-1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549784329118588418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TQTLcX0kngI/AAAAAAAAAOc/edVh8PX92WM/s320/NEX-5_sv_SEL1855_1-1200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. up here to blog now. first thing! thanks aisyah for the note about the Sony NEX3/5 camera that comes with two lens. but doing some calculations, i think i cannot afford this camera now. this camera is still too priceful for me to handle. besides im like currently experiencing some financial crisis=.=" but it is still nice to try out that camera. i mean the sleek, the slim, the shiny, the everything. it is just so fun to play with. but there is one thing. if i buy it, my dad is definitely not going to agree with it. so i guess i better buy some cheaper manual focus camera like brands from fujifilm. once again, thanks aisyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently just ended exams and currently doing nothing, but its my brother turn to start his exams. so basically we are not able to disturb him. but apparently something happened today that made me totally pissed. no wish to make it public here. yup. currently feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition i changed my blog song to 2AM 'i did wrong'. i remembered earlier in the year i was speaking to veron about the team's name. so weird lah. i mean like 2AM. what, they create the team at that time. then the whole conversation just started. thinking back is like lols=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6260516331414140175?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6260516331414140175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6260516331414140175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6260516331414140175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6260516331414140175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TQTLc4vtuWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Q2e97xfQjO8/s72-c/Sony-NEX5-front-side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6572908294579731929</id><published>2010-12-06T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T14:13:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i said that i will try to do some scripts. here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the blue sky, Gregory heaved a sigh of relief. "i finally got away from my screwed up teacher." As the sun gleamed on his face, his mind reshuffled with the images of the events that occured earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was looking at his maths test paper that was given out a minute ago. just as expected, he had gotten 30 marks out of 100. swirling his pencil, he started drawing on the back of the paper. he thought: i have always hated maths, why does the school bother to give us exams anyway; such a dumb school! i dont even get a single thing that Mr Harid, our maths teacher, says. this is super crap. i just wished someone would come and release me from this world. what's the point of school when there isn' t any hope?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory was so busy drawing that he didn't even notice Mr Harid approaching towards his desk. Mr Harid was infamous for teaching maths. he was even awarded the "Devil" label by the students because of his poor interaction and teaching skills. any student that got scolded by him would end up in the principal's office because either the student would complain to the principal about him or the student would end up fighting with Mr Harid. the unfortunate one today has to be Gregory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Harid exclaimed, " why in the world are you drawing on your maths paper! what is this drawing anyway! it looks simply like a pile of crap. erase it immediately and i want to see your parents signature the next day!" he turned his back and waltzed down the row back to the teacher's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory lifted his head and thought to himself: this stupid teacher again. why does he always rant at others just because he feels like it. this is really lame. i think i should just be sick tomorrow and not come school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked at his drawing and mumbled softly, "furthermore, it is not up to you to criticise about my drawing, dumbass." he slouched his body and went on drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Harid sat down on the teacher's chair, ssmiling to himself. he scanned across the class, all students were busily fumbling through their exam papers and comparing who had a better score in this exam paper. the only boy who wasn't doing it was Gregory, and he was still drawing on his paper. his blood boiled. he shouted across the whole class," GREGORY! i told you to erase it didn't i? now come over here and give me the paper with the crappy drawing right now! and i mean it. NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class went totally silent as if there was no one in the class, all looking at Gregory. Gregory slowly stood up and said, " GO TO HELL!" soon after, he stormed out of the classroom, banging the door behind him. just when he his mind went clear, he was already dashing across the school corridor, up to the usual place that he would cool his head off- the rooftop. the sky is always so vast and so big, yet cooped up in this crappy school, he thought. as he reached the rooftop, he heard Mr Harid voice behind him, screaming over the corridor, "GREGORY! GET BACK HERE THIS MOMENT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Gregory walked to his favorite spot on the rooftop, behind the roof access, not realising Miss Lina, the arts teacher, was also at the rooftop. Gregory felt so heated up that he did not notice Miss Lina standing at the corner of the rooftop, looking at the person who swung the door opened so widely- Gregory. he lie on the floor with the shelter blocking the irritating sunlight that seemed to be a partner of Mr Harid. then, he heaved a sigh of relief, not to only later hear footsteps approaching him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6572908294579731929?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6572908294579731929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6572908294579731929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6572908294579731929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6572908294579731929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-said-that-i-will-try-to-do-some.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6097640854188067264</id><published>2010-12-05T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:02:52.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have just learnt how to spell minuscule for real.=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a dusty day cause i was clearing my cupboards to shift around my stuffs to reduce the number of items on the floor- papers. i totally cleared one mini cupboard for like 3 whole hours and now im still not done=.=" holy... but most of the files and papers have been cleared on my desk for my brother to use. but its no hurry. besides he is also having holiday now, so i can still take my time. but crappy stuff here and there on my table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went through my papers on chinese( i still kept them in my wardrobe=.=") and i realise that my freaking mandrin is super bad. maybe others will say that in ns i will not study or whatever, but i wont be sure about that. i flipped through the composition that i had writen in the later part of the year and gleamed through what the teacher had wrote. it shook me. i found that i like to infuse conversations to the compositions to bring in life. and there it is. my next aim- to write scripts involving conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to start gearing up for the training. i just ran in my evening and my legs are wobbly by now. i thought about this through while i was running and the whole time while i was doing nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is quarelling and fighting really necessary??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;probably it is true since talking had even little help. i really feel helpless. every time the blood simply boils like nobody's business when i even try to talk about certain things. talking, or rather what i thought is useful, seems totally powerless. probably it is a kind of norm for some of you, but to me it isnt. people would say that running is not an option to resolving issues, and one should attempt to talk. but lets say if the person just dont want to talk.. everything will seem meaningless. quarelling and fighting in the end seems to be inevitable in the end- talking will be just be the weakest link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that aside.. friends.. i felt that i was alone at times. the feeling that you are alone just cant be shaken off. i tried not to think too much but then the friends that i have.. what should i do to cherish them. i cant think anymore. i am totally exhausted. i feel that i arent doing good enough. i feel that in the past, probably now, or in the future, i had been/ am/will be leaving them in the lurk, seemingly as if they are disposable.. i dont want to feel that way... darn... hoping that the solution would come to me and that now i wont think too much.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways to make up for the dull wallpaper that i have for my blog, im gonna add something to it so as to brighten it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6097640854188067264?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6097640854188067264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6097640854188067264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6097640854188067264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6097640854188067264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-just-learnt-how-to-spell.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5520194392165846898</id><published>2010-12-03T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:30:32.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPjDzXtKThI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KSJsOgKf6C8/s1600/dongborou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546398228410945042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPjDzXtKThI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KSJsOgKf6C8/s320/dongborou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the life of the days after A levels. just going out and spending money till you drop.. and when that happens you will start to pick yourself up again. that is when you learn things. learn what the cycle is all about- the cycle of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn. learn many many things. learn to cook. learn to make delicious dishes like the one above that many chinese will call it. its known as ' Dong Bo Rou '. some meat named after someone. but try it for it is fantastic! darn.. i wanna eat... learn.. see the outside world.. see what am i really capable of.. see things that made the current technology and facts that werent before possible.. i wanna go overseas- look at the world. understand how minuscule we really are... there are many things that i wanna do... but it just wont happen unless i do something about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently broke.. declaring bankruptcy soon.. going out forever.. need to eke out a living for myself as well.. relying on my parents aint going to work out anyway.. gotta think... think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5520194392165846898?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5520194392165846898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5520194392165846898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5520194392165846898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5520194392165846898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-life-of-days-after-levels.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPjDzXtKThI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KSJsOgKf6C8/s72-c/dongborou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-1495913014103187952</id><published>2010-11-30T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:12:36.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPPe-1brkQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ifHBBeeFFfQ/s1600/fireworks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545020737299648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPPe-1brkQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ifHBBeeFFfQ/s320/fireworks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alamak.. i have to retype things.. anyway.. exams are over and done with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exams, i will simply be more busy with crafts(yep! its a hint of what i gonna do for the class) and work then off to NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a ton of things i wanna do. car driving boat driving life saver swimming and alas barista courses. these are the things i wanna do after NS. darn.. so much for being poor... just how significant is money really??? many says that money are just worthless pursuits, while others on the other hand says that money are paramount. the contradiction lies within. though they are worthless pursuits, they are still needed in a sense for a living. so.. after NS!!!! i gonna have money to be spent on these.. i wanna learn them soon too!!! aisyah take her theory lers!!! i wanna learn driving... ROARS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition, we just watch harry potter deathly hallows part one. i watched but kind of forgot the story line. therefore, i gonna read the seven books again!!!! hahas bookworm i guess! seven books of harry potter! here i come~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1495913014103187952?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1495913014103187952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=1495913014103187952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1495913014103187952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1495913014103187952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/11/alamak.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TPPe-1brkQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ifHBBeeFFfQ/s72-c/fireworks1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8717756429007189474</id><published>2010-11-18T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:19:31.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will make this entry short. i wont want to use the computer for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 11 more days. endure ppl. just endure. after this, freedom would be in our grasp. okay this being too imaginative. but then study hard, soon the play will come. planning questions are over. next up will be chem paper 1, physics paper 3, cse, as well as physics paper 1. just mug hard for now. though its paper 1 but study hard for it might be tricky. cse too.. i bet it will be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just having the thought of it, i want to play too. well, in fact im already playing. but then again study. i dont know what to write but to say that cheers to finishing planning questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago i was procrastinating that a level is so far, slack first, thinking about bgr things. now.. im procrastinating that the end of a level is so far, exams filling up my mind. little time spent on thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIAYOUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8717756429007189474?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8717756429007189474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=8717756429007189474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8717756429007189474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8717756429007189474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-will-make-this-entry-short.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5326237993133249906</id><published>2010-11-12T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T00:06:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i felt that what mr koh chit siong said to the few of us on the table just outside staff room was rather true. i mean, you will definitely say that it is true. but whether you really know how to think that way is another issue. personally, i feel that there are certain things that exists and mankind needs to experience it for the first time at hand. without experiencing, it is very difficult to really understand the way of thinking. one may simply just agree with it thats all, but when it comes down to the actual event, what happens - no one will know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just writing down what i thought :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many says work hard. but what is the real definition of working hard or being stressed. i feel that teenagers (okay including me) are twisting the real definition of stress. are doing many papers a consideration of stress? or frustrated while trying to get some physics definition into your head? the idea of both issues is the same. but they have relative differences. think about it... is it whether i dont understand the word stress or what, im not sure. but i just feel that the drive of wanting to pass your exams will push you through the tough times of studying and while you are trying to bite the bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it may be true that i dont understand the pain that everyone is going through. it really is irritating to read at this guy's blog rattling about stress and whatever. what do i know about it. yeah it's true. what do i know about what you guys are thinking. just imagine a scenario in school. there are two students A and B. student A studies extremely hard for his exams yet the quality of results are just nice. yet student B just studies a little but achieves just as good as student A. if i am student A i would feel pissed off. like screw you man student B. however, are you aware of what student B is doing at home? do you feel that you are doing enough? ultimately, everyone claims that they will not want to regret when they complete the exams and obtain their results. but i feel that whether a person wants to study by pressing themselves hard enough in a smart way or not is up to them. talking may be a solution. but talking have its limitations. everything still leads to the individual's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long essay muahahas:) okay i have spoken too much. just a personal opinion. no offence towards others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5326237993133249906?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5326237993133249906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5326237993133249906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5326237993133249906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5326237993133249906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-felt-that-what-mr-koh-chit-siong-said.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4786939091351022065</id><published>2010-10-28T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:57:06.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your enlistment date is on 09-Feb-2011. Your reporting unit is BASIC MILITARY TRAINING CENTRE SCHOOL 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4786939091351022065?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4786939091351022065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4786939091351022065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4786939091351022065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4786939091351022065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-enlistment-date-is-on-09-feb-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6494837106544650601</id><published>2010-10-26T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:36:12.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i understand what is the problem between my father-me relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father will just ask why this why that and who caused it when a situation arises. like for example the bed break a small piece of screw or something along the lines, he will just ramble off about why you break it and what you do all that in a loud and harsh voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i on the other hand simply prefer to settle the problem on hand first. it is super irritating trying to settle two things at once. one, trying to answer his questions. second, blaming yourself for the incident occuring that way. it really is ssupper irritating when i just hear people ramble off and off when somehow the situation just simply got out of hand. i just dont understand why he cant settle the problem first and ask later. next time if any situation arises dont ask me anything. i would be pissed off. crap. its a policy called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"settle problem first, ask later"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;darns. now i need to study and study like mad waste a lot of time here and there. goon! gambatte...( sorry no energy left liao)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6494837106544650601?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6494837106544650601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6494837106544650601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6494837106544650601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6494837106544650601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/now-i-understand-what-is-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8864598224333037138</id><published>2010-10-23T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:10:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Your enlistment is between December 2010 and May 2011. An enlistment notice will be sent to you two months before your enlistment date. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i checked my enlistment date and this is what it prompted. drats. even though i know that A levels come first, there is also the pressure from NS. it's even worse. now i am not studying for my A's. crappie. i need to go on hiatus, but i can't. the moment i switch on the computer, i just keep using it for the whole night. how i wish i had a time machine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;looking at my past, i felt like i was a failure. a failure because i failed to understand what happened during the incident 9 years ago. a failure because i did not try to achieve what i wanted to. a failure because i did not understand myself well. what was i doing for my past 12 years was the question that kept popping up along the way. but there is no use in fretting over split milk i guess. i have to catch up to my studies again. and SOON. still how i wish the invention of time machine really came true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;somehow i dont really like most of the new songs hahahs XP rather random but i can't help it. i prefer oldies?! hahas XP there seems to be more sentimental value in them. gotta study!!! MUG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8864598224333037138?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8864598224333037138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=8864598224333037138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8864598224333037138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8864598224333037138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-enlistment-is-between-december.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-492587572056653480</id><published>2010-10-17T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:12:46.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posted up a new song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Stand By You, Carrie Underwood( song intially sung by The Pretenders)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh why you look so sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tears are in your eyesC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ome on and come to me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don’t be ashamed to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see you through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I’ve seen the dark side too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the night falls on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could make me love you less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you're mad get mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don’t hold it all inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on and talk to me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, what you got to hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get angry too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I’m a lot like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're standing at the crossroads &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And don't know which path to choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me come along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause even if you're wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me in into you darkest hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when, when the night falls on you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You feeling all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You won't be on your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me in into you darkest hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a nice song. what should i say?? oh yeah. damn to zs!!!!! screw you... you know the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just been two days after the farewell assembly, but many has happened throughout the 2 years. yeah it is a fantastic kind of experience, i will try to recall those memories, but inevitably there are some that i have forgotten, not because on purpose i want to forget them. but rather, i am a little senile=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i should say is that we have been in this through together. work hard peeps! nothing is impossible! the end is always the beginning of something. as for what thing is it, it is up to you to decide and choose. there is no goodbye but HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the name OASIS will never run away:) work hard and mug hard peepos=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-492587572056653480?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/492587572056653480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=492587572056653480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/492587572056653480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/492587572056653480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/posted-up-new-song-ill-stand-by-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4557615889863791069</id><published>2010-10-09T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:44:35.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. my world is now upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry about my previous post if it sounded harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayous to OASIS and friends:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4557615889863791069?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4557615889863791069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4557615889863791069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4557615889863791069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4557615889863791069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7552034924622929460</id><published>2010-10-09T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:44:58.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TLAAjE6Gn0I/AAAAAAAAANw/eW-gSfAKyPI/s1600/GCE%2520A%2520Level%2520Certificate%25201_2_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525917345396465474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TLAAjE6Gn0I/AAAAAAAAANw/eW-gSfAKyPI/s320/GCE%2520A%2520Level%2520Certificate%25201_2_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A levels are hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is an apt description to begin with because we are struggling hard to achieve success. there are times that we feel like faltering, but hands of support just pushes us to continuously work hard. no matter how many times that we fall, our friends will be around to continuously give words of advice and always be there to cheer us up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;be that as it may, we need to learn why we fall. we need to improve. only through improvement can we gain confidence. only through it that we are able to continue with our lives. only through it that we are able to fight through any obstacles and persevere on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by saying that you are not able to do it is not the right way. it is understandable if you say it once in a while. nonetheless, it should not be the case when you constantly say it. i feel that it is simply nothing more than running away from your problems. if you have problems, face it, speak about what you do not understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met an old lady who always sat on the chair at the void deck. initially, when my dad brought me to school occasionally, she was always sitting there, early in the morning. afternoon she would also be there. i did not really liked her then. however, there was once when my brother and i were walking past the void deck, he said hi to her. i simply just followed suit since then, trying to greet her now and then. it was through that period that i got to know more about her, her problems, her dilemma, certain aspects of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i was on my way back home when i saw her. i sat down and chatted with her for a while. she was saying that in the present, degree is important. she could not walk for long distances because her legs would feel pain since she was old. she is unable to understand and learn cantonese because she is old. undoubtedly, there are certain things that you are not able to do when one ages. however, if that is the case, shouldn't one just go ahead and do it regardless of the problems you face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you are going to constantly be stopped by saying that you cannot do this, cannot do that because you are old, or maybe you dont know how to do it, i would think that is mere excuses. humans are in fact the superior race out of all species. and we are born to be capable of doing anything that our primates cannot. our intelligence is beyond our imagination. but if we are only to let our thoughts and beliefs hold us down, we would be able to succeed, but with difficulty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thus, this is not to implore you to change or anything, but to have trust and faith in yourself. having faith and trust are just one aspect that you should have. there are many other aspects like working hard in an appropriate way, just to name one. but, explore. remember the passage? we explore so that we are able to be nutured, to be matured and to grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7552034924622929460?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7552034924622929460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7552034924622929460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7552034924622929460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7552034924622929460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/levels-are-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TLAAjE6Gn0I/AAAAAAAAANw/eW-gSfAKyPI/s72-c/GCE%2520A%2520Level%2520Certificate%25201_2_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4175453538835193294</id><published>2010-10-03T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:42:10.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKhr9pTopGI/AAAAAAAAANo/GQmSLp6E50c/s1600/TwelveApostslesOz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523783649774314594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKhr9pTopGI/AAAAAAAAANo/GQmSLp6E50c/s320/TwelveApostslesOz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i want to go back to the twelve apostles again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't wanted to study today. crap. just felt so much like sitting at home and do nothing. but there are some things that i simply just can't ignore. like my homework, more exams, more test, not understanding teacher's markings, etc. boon hwee once said: aiya ah kwok where got stress over studies one... hey boon. i prove you wrong. apparently gp and cse are just the things that i stress about. this is crap. i mean i totally dont understand why my gp score remains stagnant. i simply just can't understand...i wanna do well for gp and cse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do. there are so many things i want to do. yet, i hope that the ns enlistment notice does not come this month, seriously and cross my heart. then again this big A is blocking the way. i dont want to be left in a dilemma where i always have to decide between two or more choices that i cannot let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just kind of had a tiff not a major quarrel or whatever with my sister. she claims that she does not like the me who always talks irrelevant stuff. i mean like if she asks: how ar? the internet not working le? then i would normally reply: how i know??(laughs) then she gives me the glare. i mean like i just simply cannot change the way i am, especially now when im searching for my own and usual self, my own personality. currently just tell me where my problem lies would be enough, cause i will really get pretty angry if the conversation continued. i would not want to show my angered self. im trying to contain it. just dont open the lid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4175453538835193294?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4175453538835193294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4175453538835193294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4175453538835193294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4175453538835193294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-didnt-wanted-to-study-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKhr9pTopGI/AAAAAAAAANo/GQmSLp6E50c/s72-c/TwelveApostslesOz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5344975364022887841</id><published>2010-09-29T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:58:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its kind of late to blog now, but i'll just blog anyway. it's already 40 days left to A levels and how close A's can be really freaking you out a lot. there seems to be many stuff that you have yet to do but there is only so little time. it's just the same for me. though i felt as if i have covered most of the things in our syllabus, the prelims just made me realise that i am still not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from talking about how A's are really that close, there's another issue. Prelims. i will just talk generally here ok?! i understand that prelims are really important for you people, just as it is for me. just by doing badly in this prelim, it is really irritating and depressing. YES! it is very much true. but YOU NEED TO SNAP OUT OF IT. this may sound really harsh. however, would you rather do well in an exam that represents how you do in a particular year or would you do well in an exam that represents the amount of work spent for 12 years. we know this 12 years thing have really been repeating for times and times again.( i hate it too=.=") you really need to learn from yea mistakes and start from the beginning, where you did wrong and stuff like that. really.(start from the beginning not as in start from your lecture notes again! read up from your own notes, papers and practices lo.) you need the trust that you can do it and not be depressed about doing this prelim badly and stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if this will help out you guys or not. but one word. JIAYOUS~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5344975364022887841?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5344975364022887841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5344975364022887841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5344975364022887841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5344975364022887841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-kind-of-late-to-blog-now-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCpFWfambI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y1TVbn1x_s0/s1600/P1070387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521599052558014898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCpFWfambI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y1TVbn1x_s0/s320/P1070387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCpFG5NeDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XDAdpvkLt-s/s1600/P1070386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521599048371238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCpFG5NeDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XDAdpvkLt-s/s320/P1070386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCocdvi-aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Mb4GBK95hdg/s1600/P1070384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521598350130084258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCocdvi-aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Mb4GBK95hdg/s320/P1070384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCobjFJjXI/AAAAAAAAALw/9JYvzzTNzCY/s1600/P1070381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521598334383000946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCobjFJjXI/AAAAAAAAALw/9JYvzzTNzCY/s320/P1070381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCobYJBCrI/AAAAAAAAALo/q5rDdrbpTng/s1600/P1070379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521598331446430386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TKCobYJBCrI/AAAAAAAAALo/q5rDdrbpTng/s320/P1070379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay! today finally went to KTM in short for Keretapi Tanah Melayu. aiya. anyway its the train station that would be ending its function by not sure when. but they say it will be gazetted for conservation. yay! cos it was rather unsatisfactory for the trip today. for me, it was kind of a mess to get there, cos i dont know how to get there! so i ended up turning in circles around Cantonment Road. asking people around here and there just to know where to go and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the process, i really managed to see the olden type of shops on the ground floor of the the HDB Flats. these shops really take me back to my childhood where i can remember that many of the shops had those types of grilles. too bad i could not take photo of it since it was raining heavily and it is difficult to take a shot from where i was standing. anyway just enjoy the photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and aisyah, i eat the eggs liao @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5108236493373957873?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5108236493373957873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5108236493373957873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4521257074540413550</id><published>2010-09-25T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T01:49:38.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i suppose the issue is about teachers thats why my blog is so much alive:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again in conclusion, i suppose that the teacher really does not trust students. plus, her method of being teacher is really kind of badXP i am viewing it in terms of outside classroom. but if she is teaching lessons, i wont know about it. ask those students who have her as their teacher. anyways, this shall be a past=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall really say kudos to all mothers who are housewife. really man they are superb. i got nothing much to say. i tried doing what they did, doing household chores. yes, many guys would hate it and despise it because it is really tiring, troublesome, sweaty, waste of time, etc. but then again, for me, it really felt like an achievement. after the whole day of cleaning and mopping washing as well as what have you. but when you lie on the bed, you just fall into deep sleep like that. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me see. on thursday, i clean and wash two toilets, literally cleaning them. washing the toilet bowls, washing the floor, cleaning the toilet walls. yup=P and today, i vacuum and mop the floors in the living room, kitchen, a bedroom, plus washing the clothes=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such an unlikely schedule for a guy like me though. hahas=) anyway above those are just some random stuffs. those stuffs are really sheer hardwork and it really tests your endurance. super tired and kudos to all mothers. if you dont believe, try it. when i say mop and clean floor, it means to take out everything that is movable in your room( really clear them away) and start mopping from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways now i feel like a full time maid le. lols. call me if you got a job for me. hahasXD joking joking=.=" but i will not forget what i want to do. probably monday i will go tanjong pagar the malaysia singapore train station. and tuesday i will go orchard and walk around so that i wont become some 'mountain tortise' =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4521257074540413550?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4521257074540413550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4521257074540413550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4521257074540413550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4521257074540413550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6409768881431770955</id><published>2010-09-22T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:45:53.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got really rather aggressive today. crap. but really, if i dont blast this issue open i guess i am really going to go crazy. dont bother reading cos it's too long. but if it interests you go ahead. and sorry about this long post. its about this teacher(will not be naming who... but if you just happen to read my blog and realise that it's you then go ahead and sue me or anything. crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was standing around at the tables outside the staffroom. i guess she had completed her work or something. holding a cup and walking around. she glanced upon one of the tables that my friend sat on, whom had already left. she asked me and aisyah who's it was. (apparently aisyah was around:) ) well aisyah said no, but i said julian. okay fine. then she said to us that it was dangerous and stuffs like that but then she continued peering through his work while i thought that she was just looking through anyway. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG DEAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;(just when situation got hot blooded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly she left the table carrying my friend's stuff and i was stunned. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;well the conversation started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; er cher.. that is my friend's things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: huh. i thought you said you dont know who's it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i said julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: but do you understand how bad it is to put your things lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: everytime so many things got stolen.. so dangerous you know. i was going to mdm seah and pass it to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ... but i was watching it so it's fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: but your friend said she dont know who is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yeah but i know. he is my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: i thought you dont know who he was? who is he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: what class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: 09S02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: kwok fong...(murmuring??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: Kwok fong... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: what class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; s15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: ok. show me your ez link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: (shows name but surname covered)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: what surname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: (takes out ez link card)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;: ok but do you know this is very dangerous... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~conversation ends~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what ya know? i felt like punching her in the face. i was wondering, just wondering, could the stolen items be stolen because of her. being student yes, fine i will apologise about what i said in this blog post &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT AT YA FACE IF YOU WANT!&lt;/span&gt; but every teachers have a limit to what they can do. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET A LIMIT WILL YOU&lt;/span&gt;. super irritating. if you want to tell the person that it's dangerous. go ahead. wait for a while and tell that person that when he comes back or ask a person nearby to inform you when he or she comes back and not take things and go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what if he or she went toilet and really had a bad stomachache? huh? furthermore we were at there. what the hell?! i really hate this kind of people to use their liberty of power and really use it in an inappropriate way. like hell! you know what! if you take away the calculators, GC, what would he use for maths test later. huh! are you going to take up the responsibility or is he going to take it up just because he left it there??? take other people things, maybe i will say it here and there. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT I WONT WATCH MY FRIENDS THINGS GET TAKEN! GET THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really sorry about this! but go &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEARN SOME CHINESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~路不拾遗~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will go cool my head off a bit. but it is rather a prick to know that this issue affected my mood in the exams one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6409768881431770955?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6409768881431770955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6409768881431770955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6409768881431770955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6409768881431770955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-got-really-rather-aggressive-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5670446152326478623</id><published>2010-09-15T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:23:41.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this incident took place earlier around 8pm. i was walking with my sister across the pavement to the other side of the road. apparently, i did not really see the incoming car. by the time i saw the car, i waas already stepping down the pavement. then again i thought, hey why am i standing on the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we cross the road i was thinking: hey similar actions of me not having my life as the first priority occured before. i was reiterating the story about me shoving my leg under some helium gas tank that even two person is likely to carry. then again while i was placing my leg under the gas tank, i was not thinking much. i did not even care much whether what happened to my leg. should it hurt? what if my leg was crushed? these questions did not enter into my brain first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact the statement that went into my head first was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hey, the tank is falling. stop it from falling regardless of what you do. dont let it fall!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really wondered why i would put my life as the least priority. probably i was really a crazy guy to go to that extent. anyways physics prelim paper 2 is just tomorrow. got to study hard and sleep early. if not i would be like this morning waking up so late=.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wee:) got my headphones!! its ATH-FW3. from audio technica. woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5670446152326478623?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5670446152326478623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5670446152326478623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5670446152326478623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5670446152326478623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-incident-took-place-earlier-around.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5957110160975975622</id><published>2010-09-11T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:16:27.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>added two songs ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia You Feat. Mc Hotdog with JJ Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近妳好嗎&lt;br /&gt;少了一點微笑&lt;br /&gt;說的話有點少&lt;br /&gt;最近我也不好&lt;br /&gt;全世界都在逆轉&lt;br /&gt;人開始反向思考&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;發現妳愛的人到處跑&lt;br /&gt;昨晚剛升職今天被炒&lt;br /&gt;莫名其妙 誰會知道&lt;br /&gt;是不是上天開的玩笑&lt;br /&gt;地震時妳想和誰擁抱&lt;br /&gt;什麼是生命中的美好&lt;br /&gt;輕易放掉 卻不知道&lt;br /&gt;幸福就在下一個轉角&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說一聲加油一切更美好&lt;br /&gt;所有的悲傷請往邊靠&lt;br /&gt;曾經流過的淚&lt;br /&gt;濕了傷口就讓&lt;br /&gt;陽光曬乾而褪&lt;br /&gt;這一種加油人人都需要&lt;br /&gt;手牽手我們一起賽跑&lt;br /&gt;說好不見不散&lt;br /&gt;每分每秒守候妳到老 ＊ ＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on 時間它一直走&lt;br /&gt;就像是Life goes on 這過程或許痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管順流或逆流妳總必抬起頭&lt;br /&gt;讓我們一起走走過艱難和困惑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;關關是難關但我們關關過&lt;br /&gt;雨後天晴的陽光在天空閃閃&lt;br /&gt;所出現的彩虹忽然間我們才懂&lt;br /&gt;如果這是一場馬拉松那我們一起加油&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other one i a bit lazy to upload cos a bit difficult to find the lyrics. ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5957110160975975622?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5957110160975975622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5957110160975975622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5957110160975975622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5957110160975975622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/added-two-songs-ya-jia-you-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8737380778971271544</id><published>2010-09-10T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:13:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know whats in to me recently. i ve never been a firm believer of personality tests. but it is only until recently that i got to learn that the tests were somewhat useful. a strong example would be in companies that are rich and all sorts of stuff. but these tests helped to decide the personality of the person and thereby letting the company decide should they employ him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat through one of such test. and my result was that i am the type that draws myself into philosophical and spiritual pursuit and endeavor beauty around me. i guess its all becos of me choosing a no definite shape as being the most intersting thing.i wondered why did i not choose circle first, a representation of the need of parental love. i guess no definite shape, for freedom, was really engulfing my mind at tat point in time. i mean like somehow im confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im thinking too much bah.. who cares at this point in time=) now its time for prelims. which means lesser blogging:) ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8737380778971271544?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8737380778971271544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=8737380778971271544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8737380778971271544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8737380778971271544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-whats-in-to-me-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-2109547561896165336</id><published>2010-09-06T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:51:54.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. back with some of my blogging. recently, i chanced upon a book named: the master of illusions. he was a known artist: sandro del- prete. you people have looked at his art before. remember this picture below???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513734622277010258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIS4bQqYA1I/AAAAAAAAALY/Uc49oDlXfSY/s320/delprete_dolphins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats right. this picture was done by him. i loved his artworks. many of them were illusionary. type his name into google and search. there you will find many of his interesting artworks. well... i would urge you people to look at his artworks. especially this one below.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513735431907221586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIS5KYxQoFI/AAAAAAAAALg/T_IJFRczsiA/s320/delprete_chess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;great art. want to learn it someday and somehow(: back to studying. ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-2109547561896165336?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/2109547561896165336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=2109547561896165336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2109547561896165336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2109547561896165336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIS4bQqYA1I/AAAAAAAAALY/Uc49oDlXfSY/s72-c/delprete_dolphins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8949598911155602436</id><published>2010-09-04T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:01:01.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIJrCVV93tI/AAAAAAAAALI/QCTliNFnQLY/s1600/P0242_040910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513086581688098514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIJrCVV93tI/AAAAAAAAALI/QCTliNFnQLY/s320/P0242_040910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matthew Reilly: The Five Greatest Warriors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my gaud. my eldest brother bought the book for mi elder brother for his birthday. i cant believe it and started to work on it on the today. managed to complete it in just one day and i simply felt satisfied. the hunger for this book for 2 years... complete 2 years. soon the forth book shall be out. probably in 2012 which i'll have to wait for another 2 years or so. but i wil be so much be in anticipation for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513088124780880386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIJscJz9IgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l8mlHFvf-E4/s320/LatteArtWeb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this will be what i will be planning to do for my hols when A levels end. will be saving up money for lessons and getting a job in the service sector for barristas? maybe. need to kill time while waiting for ns enlistment slip to come.*cross fingers* hope the slip doesnt come this year. let me earn some experience in latte art first.. please..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8949598911155602436?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8949598911155602436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=8949598911155602436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8949598911155602436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8949598911155602436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/09/matthew-reilly-five-greatest-warriors.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TIJrCVV93tI/AAAAAAAAALI/QCTliNFnQLY/s72-c/P0242_040910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-784831897664539381</id><published>2010-08-22T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:40:30.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/THDiHFP1aQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1ATpUDmqPBM/s1600/small_even_clouds_5160187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508150955569670402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/THDiHFP1aQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1ATpUDmqPBM/s320/small_even_clouds_5160187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately, i feel that i am losing my sense of self conciousness. everyday trying to look at my phone to check for messages. my phone that does not seem to be an integral part of me has become so now. i dont know. questions whirling in my head here and there. confusion arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not stay for night study now. but in one month's time or something, i will stay. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passing by everyone's blog and they says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I got to be the top for the previous test."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"i am running at full steam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. people have differing views. but for me i just prefer freedom and i want to live life without regrets. so for this upcoming tests and exams, i will do my best! hope everyone jiayous as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-784831897664539381?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/784831897664539381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=784831897664539381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/784831897664539381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/784831897664539381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/08/lately-i-feel-that-i-am-losing-my-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/THDiHFP1aQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1ATpUDmqPBM/s72-c/small_even_clouds_5160187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-1917497233939108753</id><published>2010-08-11T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:58:08.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap. i guess i got a load of things to say, headache is also what i have right now. information overload=D&lt;br /&gt;but this is how i planned it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whom it may have concern with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past to present. a big fat liar.&lt;br /&gt;i had a worst nightmare that came true in the past.&lt;br /&gt;in this context, you could say it was about rs.&lt;br /&gt;i know emotions should not have been brought from the past to present,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why, things just go against me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to lie. but sometimes, when it comes down to this kind of things,&lt;br /&gt;i lie the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present. still a liar.&lt;br /&gt;you asked me two questions.&lt;br /&gt;i should have said 'yes' to both questions.&lt;br /&gt;if you are wondering, yes, i know what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;a little words to make you remember what you said,&lt;br /&gt;are you... never mind...&lt;br /&gt;yes to the first question. that word, i know that you are going to say.&lt;br /&gt;yes i also knew it.&lt;br /&gt;the word that has 7 letters and ends with 's'.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;the second question. also yes, or rather maybe. i know...&lt;br /&gt;give me some time to think through and know you.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i said different things... im a big fat liar.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if there will be time.&lt;br /&gt;but if there is, i would want to have some.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i hate to lie.&lt;br /&gt;but some time now, i wish i can have some time.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for keeping to repeat the very same myself,&lt;br /&gt;when yet im not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technology.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like technology.&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent, yes it does bring people together.&lt;br /&gt;but to a certain extent, it creates a social barrier.&lt;br /&gt;why technology??? why do you try to make my life so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;was it even me to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice.&lt;br /&gt;it happen twice.&lt;br /&gt;yet i dont know how to deal with this.&lt;br /&gt;trying to be positive minded wont really help me.&lt;br /&gt;im stuck&lt;br /&gt;stuck&lt;br /&gt;in this deep world of questions...&lt;br /&gt;~the end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for writing this down. had to pour it out somewhere. give me time to chill. i'll be back my usual self probably by tomorrow. for now i just dont feel like doing work.. crap. still, i have a stack of work to be done. feeling better. thanks 'technology'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos~ off to do chem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-1917497233939108753?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/1917497233939108753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=1917497233939108753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1917497233939108753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/1917497233939108753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/08/watched.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TF1sdGXa52I/AAAAAAAAAKw/q6GvPwtfqro/s72-c/The-Sorcerers-Apprentice-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6099342252018938585</id><published>2010-08-07T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:19:06.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a levels are creeping closer, time is now shorter. yet the things that i want to do currently are a wholesome. earlier in the day, i wanted to follow my brother to the flyer cause his friend has an extra ticket and is willing to share. i wanted badly to go for it. but looking back at my 3cm homework that i have, i thought again that probably i should not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really infuriating when you just cannot get what you want. i saw and heard on the television an african who said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"there are 3 types of feeling in the games, no matter is it the youth olympics or is it the world olympics. the three types of feelings are the silver medal feeling, the bronze medal feeling, and last but not least, the gold medal feeling. the best feeling is ... ... the gold medal feeling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so true and so pertinent in this period, especially when a level's are just 90 odd days away. the best feeling is when you get your results that you truly wanted, just like how the atheletes truly wanted the gold medal. yet, behind these feelings is one's trainings and tribulations that he has gone through. trainings and tribulations may be a part of the results, but they are crucial in a sense that they make you feel that whatever you have gotten is all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6099342252018938585?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6099342252018938585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6099342252018938585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6099342252018938585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6099342252018938585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/08/levels-are-creeping-closer-time-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4413786398376618160</id><published>2010-08-03T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:14:44.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TFgWMkHBe0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bk8bf9862aA/s1600/Books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501171349940435778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TFgWMkHBe0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bk8bf9862aA/s320/Books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;all has been hectic a while. i have been trying to think things through, but it takes a very long time to solve the issue. i will be going bonkers in a while. nothing much to type about, but all i can say is that either facebook or blog has become a thing that does not interest me as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog as much as i can though. studying studying and more studyings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4413786398376618160?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4413786398376618160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep yep. here am i blogging. it could be considered as a long and tiring day for me out at suntec. i went for Singapore Garden Festival 2010. for me the whole event lasted till 7pm with my legs wobbly to walk. it was considered as a first time experience in attending for the garden festival. though it may be arduous, but it was indeed a fruitful experience for me. in addition, i want a good camera, probably with lens, but without so many lens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thereafter, i watched Despicable Me with my brother cause he had cinema movie tickets. i totally like the minions and the way they speak all that. they are the coolest things on earth! if you are going to make a comparison between Despicable Me and How To Train Your Dragon or any others, Despicable Me would stand out the most! probably it was the comedy that made it so interesting to watch. nonetheless, i felt that the plot were just okay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways i am totally tired right now. off to eat and will be back studying :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4058718629272103503?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4058718629272103503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4058718629272103503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4058718629272103503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4058718629272103503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TD7MbCtz1XI/AAAAAAAAAJw/opBvy45DAwU/s320/depressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...speechless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7527439643365515830?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7527439643365515830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7527439643365515830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7527439643365515830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7527439643365515830'/><link rel='alternate' 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thought the things that we bought were the only ones, there were also the bbq stuff. shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq started late at around 6.30 plus because most of the people went up to look around at the scenery. during the bbq, our campfire seems to be low on fire and the food went cooking slowly.the food were on their way at about 7, i guess. but the most interesting part of the bbq was that most of our classmates learnt about bridge and got somehow addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing was that yesterday's bbq was also the most number of chicken fillet that i ate. OMG! i ate about a tray full and might take a while before i start to like chicken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq ended happily with us playing with the spark sticks while we were walking along the canal beside 'ugly' guy house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6531124364436569823?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6531124364436569823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6531124364436569823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6531124364436569823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6531124364436569823'/><link 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again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488497403408803650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TCsPTyDV50I/AAAAAAAAAJo/GQKQmW9hxGM/s320/cat-in-pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7310499114343656173?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7310499114343656173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7310499114343656173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7310499114343656173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7310499114343656173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-that-i-am-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TCsPTyDV50I/AAAAAAAAAJo/GQKQmW9hxGM/s72-c/cat-in-pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-3315195674322956595</id><published>2010-06-16T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:51:38.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042824924815634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TBeuZhvl4RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IhotJcXuL8c/s320/mammoth_hot_springs_yellowstone.jpg" border="0" /&gt; yellowstone park, mammoth hot spring. ranked number 2 in want to go list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483042831109256690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TBeuZ4yE9fI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zQNhI9L8MXA/s320/1C52EE34A723354CD98B59F39B8A6C4E269CFCB4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; grand canyon skywalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice pics X.X thumbs up C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why does all the places that are nice to me seem to be closing down... maldives... yellowstone park...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-3315195674322956595?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/3315195674322956595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=3315195674322956595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3315195674322956595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3315195674322956595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/06/yellowstone-park-mammoth-hot-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TBeuZhvl4RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IhotJcXuL8c/s72-c/mammoth_hot_springs_yellowstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6555146663125390071</id><published>2010-06-08T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:18:33.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TA4K3i_KmOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k9H_OOYr094/s1600/fs_maldives_landaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480329745957296354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TA4K3i_KmOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k9H_OOYr094/s320/fs_maldives_landaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a brand new beginning on a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;And it said&lt;br /&gt;That you weren't in love with me (in love with me)&lt;br /&gt;And you're leavin'&lt;br /&gt;And you wished that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;That you fell in love with him (him, him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your diary (You know, d-d-d-diary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a book with lock and key right next to your name&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I couldn't help myself 'cause things ain't just been the same (Uh-Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Can you please tell me, 'cause this so insane&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bleedin', paper cuts from readin' (readin')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 1&lt;br /&gt;Says that your fallin' in and outta love&lt;br /&gt;Page 2&lt;br /&gt;Says all them things I do just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;Page 3&lt;br /&gt;No I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;Page 3 says you don't know how to explain it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;And it said&lt;br /&gt;That you weren't in love with me (in love with me)&lt;br /&gt;And you're leavin'&lt;br /&gt;And you wished that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;That you fell in love with him (him, him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;4x (ohoh, ohoh)&lt;br /&gt;3x Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the page and see a picture of you and him&lt;br /&gt;Noo noo noo&lt;br /&gt;That was the night you told me you where out with your friends&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that my kiss was just second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bleedin', paper cuts from readin' (readin')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 4&lt;br /&gt;Says your addicted to sexting him every night&lt;br /&gt;Page 5&lt;br /&gt;Has all the reason you know that this isn't right&lt;br /&gt;Page 6&lt;br /&gt;I can't handle this, I feel just like JT on cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;And it said&lt;br /&gt;That you weren't in love with me (in love with me)&lt;br /&gt;And you're leavin'And you wished that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;That you fell in love with him (him, him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;4x (ohoh, ohoh)&lt;br /&gt;3x Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make a list&lt;br /&gt;Broken promises&lt;br /&gt;How you always told me you loved me right after every kiss&lt;br /&gt;You always talked about all them other chicks&lt;br /&gt;And now it's obvious that we know who the real b*tch is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B*tch is....B-B-B*tch is...B*tch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I-I read your dairy d-d-d-diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;And it said&lt;br /&gt;That you weren't in love with me (in love with me)&lt;br /&gt;And you're leavin'&lt;br /&gt;And you wished that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;That you fell in love with him (him, him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I read your diary (ohoho)&lt;br /&gt;Diary&lt;br /&gt;Diary&lt;br /&gt;I read your diary&lt;br /&gt;D-d-d-diary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6555146663125390071?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6555146663125390071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6555146663125390071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6555146663125390071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6555146663125390071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/06/brand-new-beginning-on-diary.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/TA4K3i_KmOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k9H_OOYr094/s72-c/fs_maldives_landaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6010305749878040525</id><published>2010-05-30T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:56:39.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bummers. after gp exams have ended i started relaxing down a little. went over to sundown marathon to support brother. actually that was not the truth. we went because we wanted to watch movies that were screened there. in the end, we camped till our brother runs finish. after all that my sibllings and i were so tired that we went home to sleep. guess what we slept till 5pm plus. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i am very apologetic for my actions. i mean somehow or rather, i just cant participate in the einsteins cradle dry run. screwed. initially, chee keong and i were supposed to do the dry run on friday after the gp exam. apparently, we did not know when does the dry run start, and left early. by the time we were at home, we had already left school. furthermore, tomorrow is supposed to be the next dry run for the einsteins cradle, but then with all the appointments, once again i cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dudes i am sorry i cant make it and if i caused any inconvenience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6010305749878040525?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-52252581408348965</id><published>2010-05-23T01:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:09:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S_gd0xgFbPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6viyaErEMng/s1600/Travel%2520-%2520Maldives%2520-%2520Land%2520Without%2520Roads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474158139547151602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S_gd0xgFbPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6viyaErEMng/s320/Travel%2520-%2520Maldives%2520-%2520Land%2520Without%2520Roads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first and foremost, i am able to post once again. after all the piling homeworks, i managed to reduce them bit by bit. slowly, but steady, i want to aim for the top. these past 2 weeks has been really hectic. while some days i was unable to study i had to rush work and slept at 1.30am. it was all so lucky that my parents are not around. without a doubt they would toss me back into my room, switching off the lights and talking about going to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, homeworks aside, i got a gold for napfa. 2 emotions that are built up in me. one, happiness. i had never gotten a gold not to even mention a bronze or a silver. all the while for my 11 years in education, i was unable to get any award. how sadden i was when i saw my classmates got their badge for getting silver during my primary school days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i was sad but excited for my future to come. i heard from my brothers that they would push me to become a commando and all sorts of stuff. though i know that it is just a scare to 'terrorize' me, but i am still scared what if i really got into such group or whatever. i mean commando just shows how much responsibility one has to carry. nonetheless, this should probably not be the thing that i should be thinking now. start of mid years are just next week yet i had even barely tried to memorize my gp notes. darn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;many things had happened but i wish i will do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-52252581408348965?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/52252581408348965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=52252581408348965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7065442512776145411</id><published>2010-05-10T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:28:13.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S-bilGBZQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Dui6MNVgPf8/s1600/maldives01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469307924387545234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S-bilGBZQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Dui6MNVgPf8/s320/maldives01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i got a silver for my napfa and i could concentrate more on my studies. but is concentrating on my studies even possible? i am so screwed. each time i see my brothers watching movies at home, i get entangled into watching shows with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is true that they will remind me to study, but there is the word 'DISTURBED'. each time i try to avoid them watching shows and study in a corner, i will feel disturbed and the want of watching shows together grow. even if i wanted to go out and study, i will feel lazy and not get out of my comfort zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;exams just feels like a switch to everything. if you did badly for the exams, the switch is closed and you start mugging like hell for your exams. depression starts pouring in and thats when your doubt about your ability rises. that is when the deciding factor of opening the switch or leaving the switch closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its really a pain. i just wished i was not able to think so much and concentrate on my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did not regret meeting you earlier. but i regret not saying that i like you earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7065442512776145411?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7065442512776145411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7065442512776145411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7065442512776145411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7065442512776145411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-i-got-silver-for-my-napfa-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S-bilGBZQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Dui6MNVgPf8/s72-c/maldives01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7519556363935370875</id><published>2010-04-30T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:19:50.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S9rXfjBhPuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6VG2FaBSkFs/s1600/maldives-deals-Conrad-Rangali-Hilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465918034745048802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S9rXfjBhPuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6VG2FaBSkFs/s320/maldives-deals-Conrad-Rangali-Hilton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yet just another photo of one of the resorts in maldives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my aim is to go maldives. but i understand after talking with my brothers that i am unable to compromise studies just for going overseas. thats why i swear i will push myself such that i will improve. there's lots more to be done. after doing a couple of tests, i have realised some parts that i am lacking in. thus, i will be working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just for now, i hope that at least there is a little improvement from my common test. even if it is just a shimmer of hope, i will work for it so that it becomes a bright light for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;napfa is also coming up. physical training will be a challenge for me in the upcoming days to come. i will break these obstacles and surpass them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7519556363935370875?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7519556363935370875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7519556363935370875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7519556363935370875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/7519556363935370875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S9KRKRtOLRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sPB0GKwE8bw/s320/maldives+picture.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ex... just going to maldives for one trip is 650++. furthermore, it is only just the taxes and flight fees. shoot. i really want to go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4942132650283451139?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4942132650283451139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4942132650283451139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S9KBTvy4bgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DoiJ37hCdiw/s1600/P0155_240410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463571474201210370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S9KBTvy4bgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DoiJ37hCdiw/s320/P0155_240410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday should be labelled as a day like 'shoot ching kiat day' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a word of thanks to the OASIS for the bag. cant post this thanks earlier because of tests. anyway the bag feels kind of weird because it was not my style. but they say it was supposed to change me because i am always slouchingO.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. i will try my best not to slouch. just thanks for the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i went to get my result with my parents and kind of had nothing to say with mr lee. it seems like we say only which course i wanted to go and that they were kind of concerned with my 'u' grade for china studies in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i am going to study very hard for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptui, my standing broad jump is not very good as well. need to work harder on my standing broad jump to jump and get silver! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-3612459950884899292?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/3612459950884899292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=3612459950884899292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played like crazy with my siblings at st.games at novena there. we played the rockband live until we were tired and went over to ichiban boshi to eat. muahaha. i ate to my fill yet i was not concerned with my homework. gosh. got to do my vectors 3 weekend assignment, my complex tutorial and my halogen tutorial, etc. i am really screwed.=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. somehow i will make it out alive. NEVER SAY DIE IN FRONT OF MY STUPID C AND D. PTUI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5685442966725861259?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5685442966725861259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5685442966725861259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5685442966725861259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5685442966725861259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/04/bygones-be-bygones.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4825210486046456492</id><published>2010-04-17T12:31:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:49:05.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haizz... i just cannot break my family tradition for getting a crappy 'c' for my pw. so screwed up shit. after getting back my results, i went to sat down alone to cool down a while and thought what would my ma say if she was still here... i really wanted to prove to her that i could do well.. i totally screwed it up... lady luck was just not with me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be okay. after all i made a promise.. a clenched fist of promise. i will not go down with this C and D for my a level. i will stand. a promise);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;totally pissed off too for two reasons. first being that someone who got a 'b' totally whacked down that phrase 'where got' when teacher say that he should be in the 'c' range. totally screw.. just accept that you got a 'b' is okay, im fine too. but you saying 'where got', ptui. screw this. where got where got. god in heaven i tell you. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;secondly, someone also say that it was expected that there were alot of b's and there were two 'c's. ok lor nvm de. but what do you mean that it was expected that there were two 'c's??? what the... what was the meaning. try to at least cool us down a bit la. bloody hell. after that you were still saying that this is only h1 only la. patting our backs just like that. ****=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4825210486046456492?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4825210486046456492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4825210486046456492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4825210486046456492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4825210486046456492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/04/haizz.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-105301170475968164</id><published>2010-04-10T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:14:24.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S79fRuZp9PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/57ix8DSBinE/s1600/CAQ3D3FFCAAE3FSDCAJMS4XNCAR4IQAGCA7S9EWSCAX2SR2VCAR2H3Y9CAH366LMCA2R7DBTCAFJRKDOCAN30DRKCAEBU1E4CAUNA550CAU8IMTMCAQRW8JYCA41A08PCAZWKF8HCAV1PYX2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458186031514383602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S79fRuZp9PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/57ix8DSBinE/s320/CAQ3D3FFCAAE3FSDCAJMS4XNCAR4IQAGCA7S9EWSCAX2SR2VCAR2H3Y9CAH366LMCA2R7DBTCAFJRKDOCAN30DRKCAEBU1E4CAUNA550CAU8IMTMCAQRW8JYCA41A08PCAZWKF8HCAV1PYX2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a clenched fist of promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other than the fact that it has the stars,the main idea is the clenched fist of promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choppy weekend, feelings up and downs but i am motivated to study harder thanks to the clenched fist of promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was just chatting with few of the girls and happily off to home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept like a pig till 12am and hurried off to start using computer and here i am:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-105301170475968164?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/105301170475968164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=105301170475968164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/105301170475968164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/105301170475968164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S79fRuZp9PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/57ix8DSBinE/s72-c/CAQ3D3FFCAAE3FSDCAJMS4XNCAR4IQAGCA7S9EWSCAX2SR2VCAR2H3Y9CAH366LMCA2R7DBTCAFJRKDOCAN30DRKCAEBU1E4CAUNA550CAU8IMTMCAQRW8JYCA41A08PCAZWKF8HCAV1PYX2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4384124811837821762</id><published>2010-04-01T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:38:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh god please let this be a dream so that when i wake up it will be over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this shall also be a day not to be forgotten:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorry dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4384124811837821762?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4384124811837821762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4384124811837821762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4384124811837821762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4384124811837821762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-god-please-let-this-be-dream-so-that.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4209771021363940894</id><published>2010-03-31T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:33:43.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuesday; a day i will definitely remember for my life forever and ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4209771021363940894?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4209771021363940894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4209771021363940894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4209771021363940894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4209771021363940894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-i-will-definitely-remember-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4877234005599756122</id><published>2010-03-27T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:51:38.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday the guys including me went outwith some of the girls at orchard region. we first watched how to train your dragon, direct translation to chinese "怎样炼你的龙". the whole plot waas great. i admired the musics that were produced during the movie. i was totally in awe that the whole feeling i just can't put it to words. after that we took a stroll around takashimaya basement and chatting with the girls. then we went to art friend cause the girls wanted to be arty. soon after deciding and buying the goods, the girls and isaac left the rest of us, leaving behind kerjyn, weizhe, chingkiat and me. in the end we went to 313@ somerset to eat dinner. then we bought two grand slam at some dont know what japanese store and ate. superbly full i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerjyn brought us to some place to look at the scenery and never expected it was so beautiful. i mean guys you know what you should do down there. at first he brought us to some rooftop then we were thinking what kerjyn was going to do to us, after looking at the toilet signboard. then he led us to a flight of stairs. again we thought. then soon we really came to the real rooftop. it was really a spectacular scene one can never forget. stayed there for a while and took off for home but we got to the ben&amp;amp;jerrys shop to eat ice cream. fulling is the only word i could use to decribe my stomach at that point in time. finally we were really on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier this morning i receive a letter for my medical booking. it is time for ns, time just seems so fast for ns and a level. speaking about a level, thien sen initiated a spar, not a physical spar but a theoretical spar. if that is the case i will take up this spar. but there will be a catch because i wont be concentrating if he is around. so i must live far away from him as possible=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4877234005599756122?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4877234005599756122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4877234005599756122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4877234005599756122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4877234005599756122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-guys-including-me-went.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-9094795434845958046</id><published>2010-03-14T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:12:29.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S5xrRspY-DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ViAFJSRzquY/s1600-h/Dear%2520John%2520MTI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448347600998168626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S5xrRspY-DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ViAFJSRzquY/s320/Dear%2520John%2520MTI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a watch today cheaply. the fashion wise isn't as good but it has the functions that i needed so it should be alright. nonetheless, it looks like a primary school student watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got to run with ck and xy the day before because they said they wanted to run. in the end i just tagged along. apparently, they did not went toilet before they ran and they had food in their stomach. ck had his laksa in his stomach, but i think xy did a big bomb in the stadium toilet. yes, we ran at the cck stadium, a stadium that has the closest proximity to where three of us lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the run, susu and the three of us watched the movie "dear john". it is an "ok" only movie. probably most find that the most teary part would be when the father is leaving the world. but the action is not sufficient to strike a strong emotion. in the end, i would only rate it 60-40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as of late, i got hooked up to hajime no ippo. it is about the weakling who got rescued by a boxer and wanted to know what it means to be strong. as time flies, he rises up to his ranks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so do i want to do well in my exams. yet i do not feel the urge to study. i feel as if i am playing and playing just like how it was during my primary school days, just playing and not bothered. i am irritated. i am scared. i just cant get ahold of myself. i need to get back the feel, "no matter how much it takes, i must and i will do it right".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cse? i dont know. ciaos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-9094795434845958046?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/9094795434845958046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=9094795434845958046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9094795434845958046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9094795434845958046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-got-watch-today-cheaply.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S5xrRspY-DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ViAFJSRzquY/s72-c/Dear%2520John%2520MTI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5100843558377990051</id><published>2010-03-05T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:25:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got back my mother tongue results and i dont know should i say that the results i got is good or bad. nevertheless, i decided that i do not wish to retake it. i want to focus on my 3 subjects and the 2h1 subject. these subjects are currently of utmost priority to me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after watching the ex pioneers get back their results, i am totally in awe. AAAA/ AAAB just seemed to good yet difficult to obtain. thinking back about the result for my mother tongue, i feel that i really want to push myself to do well in the common test, thinking and simulating that the common test is like MYE, aiming to get scholarship. i want to get my feel, the joy de vive, surprise, excitement, happiness, relief when i receive my result. i really thought it hard. i am not going to go school to study. i am going to stay at home and study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scholarship. that is my aim for now. 300 bucks is one and only thing that i think can push me. and probably the feel of getting the scholarship. i want to do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we went to lot one, sat down in a circle and chat for rather long. i just like it when we just sit down and talk as a group. it feels fun. lets do it sometimes again, OASIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7612659359235831179</id><published>2010-02-28T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:02:48.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;let the two picture tell the story of kj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S4qE343XGqI/AAAAAAAAAII/tCxq0jxzBmg/s1600-h/images4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443309195322923682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S4qE343XGqI/AAAAAAAAAII/tCxq0jxzBmg/s320/images4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S4qE3qP2sjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/glgzy00QhSU/s1600-h/P0102_080210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443309191399125554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S4qE3qP2sjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/glgzy00QhSU/s320/P0102_080210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S4qEIAAV7jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rzfe0uSmaDU/s1600-h/P0102_080210.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;bad week. many things cropped up. i am losing my will to study just like how afraid i was when i told myself earlier in the year that i wished to continue doing homework like crazy. now i felt that i wanted to take a break. i want to, i want to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7612659359235831179?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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chinese new year was friday and we had chinese new year celebration and soon after that we went to shintokyo sushi at yew tee to eat lunch. when we ate finish, we opened a 'gambling table' and started playing blackjack. not long after the game turned into some wasabi playing game and i was the last to be forfeited. lucky i did not lick the pan for wasabi! ewww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to kt house to look see and play bowling. play play play... and time flies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was lunar new year then and the new year seems to drag because of the pile of food that was bought on the last minute. in the end my family had many new year biscuits and crackers. it was decided that we should eat it as our breakfast. consequently, i ate the biscuits and crackers for my breakfast. guess what? during my pe i totally puked. feels bad though for polluting the drainage and sad because i did not manage to complete the run. i could have if mr koh did not run in between yx and me, telling us that we had 12 pull ups more to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally ruined my body. nonetheless, thanks to ck and ts for treating me as a patient and those who asked me if i was alright. last but not least mr koh for his constant question if i was alright, though i believe that it was his standard procedure for anyone sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard from suresh that our class had only 6 passes for the chemistry test. i was utterly pissed because i did not study well for my chemistry. despite the reminder in my diary for my chemistry test, the priority of homeworks still outweigh that of chemistry test. seriously, utterly pissed i am. i will, i will study hard for my physics test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do i feel so different from before?? i want to get back to my normal self...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never count what you have but be grateful for what you have.~Chan Kwok Fong=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5952602626231270120?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5952602626231270120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5952602626231270120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5952602626231270120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5952602626231270120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-eve-of-eve-of-chinese-new-year-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7032573737561320730</id><published>2010-02-06T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:05:46.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20Bk5kWkSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pscDVNvdT9Q/s1600-h/P0100_050210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435002058746269986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20Bk5kWkSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pscDVNvdT9Q/s320/P0100_050210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the flood from yesterday's rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20Bj9k1GZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zlmYTJDx4-4/s1600-h/P0099_050210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435002042642143634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20Bj9k1GZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zlmYTJDx4-4/s320/P0099_050210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was really raining cats and dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BjT7FyrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QruKUgZEohI/s1600-h/P0096_050210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435002031461223090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BjT7FyrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QruKUgZEohI/s320/P0096_050210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; needless to explain, just look at how high is the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BixeJKpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LVyG2KB-GdQ/s1600-h/P0094_050210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435002022213003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BixeJKpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LVyG2KB-GdQ/s320/P0094_050210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OASIS ZAKUM(MALES) aka Thousand(14) Hands of Goddess of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BilBvTPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SU_5eB-t9vQ/s1600-h/P0093_050210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435002018872642802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S20BilBvTPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SU_5eB-t9vQ/s320/P0093_050210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, this is actually what is is behind the ZAKUM.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week probably was a sinful week for me. no matter what is the cost, i am going to change my attitude for the better. i just dont like to be treated as a baddie. i am going to CHANGE! get good karma by helping out in many ways in exchange for the sort of bad things(nothing bad really, just that those things that i have done just leaves a bad impression of me on others) that i have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, those were the pictures for the pe lesson on friday. the weather was really dreadful that we had to stand behind the pillar. then someone decided that they do the Thousand(14) Hands of Goddess of Mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CNY is coming.^^ but there is no feel of the festive season lately. i don't know why but it just seems that way.==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you can hate, then you can forgive.~Chan Kwok Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there is only one quote because these quotes just randomly appear in my head and this week only one quote appeared in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7032573737561320730?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7032573737561320730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7032573737561320730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RL-s7sqaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EzvlZoymlw0/s1600-h/P0088_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432550591101184418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RL-s7sqaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EzvlZoymlw0/s320/P0088_290110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJvHavblI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5gH8ssblz24/s1600-h/P0090_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJulqlz7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/navE5n3Rj6c/s1600-h/P0089_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJulqlz7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/navE5n3Rj6c/s1600-h/P0089_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432548115249221554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJulqlz7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/navE5n3Rj6c/s200/P0089_290110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJvHavblI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5gH8ssblz24/s1600-h/P0090_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432548124309548626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJvHavblI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5gH8ssblz24/s200/P0090_290110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJthw9aPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFqXHtqD1j4/s1600-h/P0086_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJtNIm_QI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cFmAgauDSak/s1600-h/P0085_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432548091484372226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJtNIm_QI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cFmAgauDSak/s200/P0085_290110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJthw9aPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFqXHtqD1j4/s1600-h/P0086_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432548097022322930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJthw9aPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFqXHtqD1j4/s200/P0086_290110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJthw9aPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFqXHtqD1j4/s1600-h/P0086_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RJthw9aPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFqXHtqD1j4/s1600-h/P0086_290110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a random view outside my bedroom in which i am sleeping with my two other brothers. it was so happening that i was vacuuming the beds when my father was screaming: eh eh eh 来来来看！(come come come take a look!) he pulled me to the window and was pointing outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently it was raining as you can see and a rainbow just appeared. a rather vibrant one. the whole rainbow went into the industrial area=) my father was like proudly saying where else can you find such a home, 21st floor, so windy, still can see rainbow=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other pics are just random photos taken after the rain stopped. i am proud that i have the beau view outside my room window though there is construction work once in a while and it is noisy at some times. i am also proud that i like my father because you could somehow say that he brought colours to my life, despite the fact that he is talks crap. but he is still a wonderful dad. To me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i ran 4++ km after that. so happy. i will try to run more to train myself. everything happened on 290110.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopes ogls can faster come back. class just seems rather quiet and lonely without them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rainbows simply signify your life, a life that is filled with different colours, each representing a different character of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"forgiveness begets happiness, taking things for granted begets guilt"~Chan Kwok Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-713408972488826315?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/713408972488826315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=713408972488826315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/713408972488826315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/713408972488826315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-random-view-outside-my-bedroom-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/S2RL-s7sqaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EzvlZoymlw0/s72-c/P0088_290110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6083021745521356790</id><published>2010-01-23T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:39:32.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99.9% of hard work is never enough. 0.1% of your hard work is also crucial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to weizhe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you must learn to let go of some things or rather feelings. are you sure you still want to continue to have war rather than peace and harmony? the fight between you and him will never end. IT IS NEVER-ENDING. fighting with him will only bring you suffering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6083021745521356790?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6083021745521356790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6083021745521356790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6083021745521356790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6083021745521356790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2010/01/99.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4130530302655869484</id><published>2010-01-20T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:04:44.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yup yup. again from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similar to edison's blog that is filled with complete and structured english, there would be lesser lee lah lors etc. in my blog. however, i will be doing my utmost best in trying to improve my english in a short period of time, and get good grades for general paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i over exhausted myself and almost vomitted. instantly, my strength to stand straight weaken and i had to slouch slightly. vision blurred and voices dampened. the only thing i could hear was the voice in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" for crying out loud. sit down. rest. sleep. you have over exerted yourself and yet you still went to buy packet milo. are you out of your mind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, soon i got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition, today is boon hwee turn in becoming the birthday girl. while tomorrow is weng seng. i bet every guys would be anticipating weng seng's birthday, not to even mention zishuo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca caught me and prevented me from going home as well. finally at around 4.30pm, i was released from "the evil organisation". notified twenty minutes later by my brother, my father had flown back to singapore. quickly i rushed home and vacuumed the floor. by the time i completed, it was already 6pm, ready to go for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i will quickly end my post with two things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;physically drained, mentally active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends may be there to help you along the way, but the onus is on you to work your way through and plough through your problems. there can only be a person who can solve your problem and&lt;u&gt; that is YOU.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4130530302655869484?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4130530302655869484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4130530302655869484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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managed to clear much of my homeworks within a week, though there are still some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting homeworks aside, i have 6 shows that i need to watch this weekend. otherwise, when my brothers return the dvd discs, i will not get a chance to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i might blog fortnightly because a's are this year and i hope that i am able to really able to pull myself up, get good grades for a's as well. so i will be using computers less frequently. well blogging would also be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. thats all from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Perseverance is nothing without determination or will." - Chan Kwok Fong:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4896275687876486627?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-7811150121145735434</id><published>2010-01-03T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:30:58.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. here's a new post, ck.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is here.&lt;br /&gt;new year resolutions as always.&lt;br /&gt;A's are this year.&lt;br /&gt;hm. i guess i really want to be a researcher.&lt;br /&gt;as in those in forensic science type+medicine.&lt;br /&gt;anyways if i believe that i can do it, then i think i can.&lt;br /&gt;4 A's as my aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups we had a happy holiday and a boring one.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, it was great to know that i know OASIS.&lt;br /&gt;these guys:&lt;br /&gt;seeting kerjyn chingkiat isaac weizhe weiyang edison zishuo yuxuan wengseng&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least (crampy legs thien sen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting these gals:&lt;br /&gt;xiaoxuan limin amira boonhwee veronica aisyah kaiting lynette suhailah serene rueyyuan xuanyin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MAKING UP OASIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also been talking to my junior, eunice.&lt;br /&gt;weird girl. but anyway cute also.&lt;br /&gt;ah anyways, she thinking of going poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ for now... i will study hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7811150121145735434?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/7811150121145735434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=7811150121145735434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/Sye197nsPCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fHedJvH7pAg/s1600-h/8CA891JLWCA51X2XLCAT96OJQCAB2F3D6CA1W12MXCAHXS7DKCABWUG85CAUEW8G0CAJILOL1CA5JJFNUCAGB4BR9CAC5JR4WCAE2DCU2CAHZHGJNCAZSNXNPCAK7BCQ5CAP8ZOJMCA6OHLWNCAU7CR9B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415497152517127202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/Sye197nsPCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fHedJvH7pAg/s200/8CA891JLWCA51X2XLCAT96OJQCAB2F3D6CA1W12MXCAHXS7DKCABWUG85CAUEW8G0CAJILOL1CA5JJFNUCAGB4BR9CAC5JR4WCAE2DCU2CAHZHGJNCAZSNXNPCAK7BCQ5CAP8ZOJMCA6OHLWNCAU7CR9B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap yeap. now its time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thiensen,boonhwee,aisyah,wengseng,weizhe and me went over to kallang early thiss morning to ice skate. apparently, i was rather late and had to rush over there without my breakfast. we got to the ice skating rink but the ticket officers said that we can only enter when we bought our tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt rather disappointed, we waited outside the ice skating rink and marched into the arcade. it ended up having the girls to walk around the mall while the guys drove virtually at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, by the time chingkiat and serene came, the ice-skating rink needed some 'furnishing' :) so we ate our lunch at the fastfood restaurant, kfc. meanwhile chingkiat got a plushie which he gave to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after putting on the gears for ice skating, we got onto the ice floor. the floor was really slippery and the blades for the skates were rounded and not flat. it took 50% of the time for me to get into the groove and get used to the slippery floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i was rather amazed and irritated at the guy who kept showing off, skating off with speed, shoving off and splashing ice all over the place. some even tried to imitate him getting the 'cool' look. but he was really rather professional. i mean even the skates were own by his own. probably modified to suit personal needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flew and we had to get out of the icy place. however, beneath our clothes were beads of sweat. while waiting for people in the w.c., boonhwee and serene went into the arcade. and guess what, everyone waltz into the arcade and started playing the arcade basketball. some even splurged over it. eg, me. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. boo too bad kj never came. quite alot of pretty girls there. hahas=D iceskating ya know. you get the idea??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, 8 OASIS members had a great time today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/Sye197nsPCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fHedJvH7pAg/s72-c/8CA891JLWCA51X2XLCAT96OJQCAB2F3D6CA1W12MXCAHXS7DKCABWUG85CAUEW8G0CAJILOL1CA5JJFNUCAGB4BR9CAC5JR4WCAE2DCU2CAHZHGJNCAZSNXNPCAK7BCQ5CAP8ZOJMCA6OHLWNCAU7CR9B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-3858357492335909464</id><published>2009-12-11T16:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:02:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGQxFhrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/21tgucJHl0A/s1600-h/200px-9781405038164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413899705237472946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGQxFhrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/21tgucJHl0A/s200/200px-9781405038164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGt5ODyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oDwXFiMPfvI/s1600-h/200px-The_Five_Greatest_Warriors_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413899713056214818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGt5ODyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oDwXFiMPfvI/s200/200px-The_Five_Greatest_Warriors_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413899715080838162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJG1b7XBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GYvv89xVX90/s200/thumb_sevenwonders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGt5ODyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oDwXFiMPfvI/s1600-h/200px-The_Five_Greatest_Warriors_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea. time to post. i might be running later on. goodness. i can't wait to grab my hands on the five greatest warriors. have been waiting for a year since i completed reading the six sacred stones. i just hoped that i may able to start reading on these books again. the love for reading seems to have diminished. now i just hope that i am able to pick up the love for reading again so that i am able to improve on my geepee. yeap yeap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-3858357492335909464?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/3858357492335909464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=3858357492335909464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3858357492335909464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/3858357492335909464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SyIJGQxFhrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/21tgucJHl0A/s72-c/200px-9781405038164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-519638031497563600</id><published>2009-12-07T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:29:48.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. it seems that only chingkiat and limin was the first to describe to everyone about their experience in the Standard Chartered volunteer yesterday. today, it shall be my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess during the whole volunteer thing, i had squeezed about 300 bottles of 1.5 litres of mineral water from ice mountain. crowds came dashing in, lashing cups and cups of 100 plus on the table at around 8 am. the whole scene was really hectic. tubs and tubs containing mixture of 100 plus are quickly emptied. and we had to quickly refill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowds finally diminished after 10am. and we were able to clear up at around 11am where we started to sweep the floor, pick up stretches of litter on the floor, but we only cleared litters at 200 metres radius around our station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit it. it was really, dreadfully tiring. after the whole event, ws, zs, ts and me went back by mrt from city hall. guess what? i slept standing. i was so tired that i really slept standing. i could feel my head knocking to the side of the control panel in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i woke up, i changed into a sitting position on the handbar where i went back to sleep again. even going from a station to another station is 2 mins, it felt like it lasted for a whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got back home, bathe and sat down on the chair. apparently, my brother was going to watch a seasonal dvd 'trick 2'. there i sat lying there. just when one minute barely passed by, i totally blacked out till it was 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother shook me up to eat dinner. and finally we went to shintokyo sushi to eat dinner. the sushi were rather fulling. yet, it teared open a big whole down at my pocket because it costed 90 bucks for 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here i am writing this blog. however, i guess that i will not be writing much until jan? maybe i would be using the computer less frequently because i have set an aim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-519638031497563600?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/519638031497563600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=519638031497563600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/519638031497563600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/519638031497563600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/well.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4650028191662840180</id><published>2009-12-04T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:35:56.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while i was on the train to sengkang for the duty for metro-sif, i wrote something like a note, or rather something like a penny for thoughts. it goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'in actual fact, humans have already realised that many things can be done and simplified. many ideas that were thought of by scientists and inventors could have been thought of by many others as well. however, it is part of man's nature that some are lazy and over reliant on technologies and others. if, we were able to think on our own and think hard, then we would surely be able to think like those who won the nobel prizes or even...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... actually, just use a small bit of effort to think and link, and you will get to wherever you want to go.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i have thought hard and consider it through, and i think i have decided on what is my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, kaiting is a scammer aka cheater!... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4650028191662840180?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4650028191662840180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4650028191662840180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4650028191662840180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4650028191662840180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-i-was-on-train-to-sengkang-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-6124354638476619082</id><published>2009-12-03T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:49:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great now i am able to upload the photos on facebook. you can now view it there:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6124354638476619082?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6124354638476619082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6124354638476619082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6124354638476619082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6124354638476619082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-now-i-am-able-to-upload-photos-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-4140110421974788048</id><published>2009-12-02T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:35:44.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i am back on posting the continuation of my previous post. so as i was saying, i went to my family chalet where only my father is living there then, despite rather the high number of friends going over to visit him and all that. so i met up with him and put my things down in the room of the flat. well, it is a flat cause my father rented a flat and said that a bungalow costs like explosions of money other than the type of bungalow that was rented out by PA. my dad and i went on kite- flying. while kite-flying on a patch of open area, my dad and i saw a guy trying to fly a kite. it was undescribable. every time he tried to fly the kite, he would first let out a long length for the kite but then pull the kite back. but then the head of the kite kept pointing down. it happened for about ten times when he really realised that he needed someone's help. After getting someone's help he finally flew it high. but it crashed into a tree and it came crashing down on the tree branch. lucky our's wasn't flying high becauase of the heavy string because we got entangled with that guy's kite string. anyway, we untangled it and carried on with our activity which also lasted for a few minutes because of me. haha, my dad called me to release the string that was attached to the kite fully because the wind direction changed and there really no trees blocking the flying area. guess what? i really released and the string just flew off the rod becuase the string was tied to a chopped off curtain holder rod with open ends. and so i released. indeed i did. i released the whole kite and could not get it back. in the end, it ended up just like the guy's kite. well then nothing much happened, watch television, bathe with fruit flies in the small and open cubicle bathroom, slept and woke up early the next morning to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i caught a movie with ck, ws, wz and ts. watched hua mulan. well, it was a touching show, romantic and all that. it also made me realise something. parents are more important to some people than to work or becoming a general or whatever. it also made me thought of one thing. in the show, mulan's father was still alive awaiting for mulan to go back to the village everyday, for a whole of 15 years. but i thought that what if i was, what if i was, mulan and really went to war for 15 years, yet i could not find my dad? and what if i could not even take a look at him when i come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure how i would react but for sure, i know, i would be very depressed. for that scene, i would not want to imagine it at all. yeah. so that's all folks! have a nice day ahead:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures would be like soon, i couldn't upload it on facebook. irritating:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-4140110421974788048?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/4140110421974788048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=4140110421974788048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4140110421974788048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/4140110421974788048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/alright-i-am-back-on-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5877968234571464189</id><published>2009-12-01T17:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:58:26.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, after so long and numerous trips i am able to blog. i had the melbourne trip, my family chalet and last but not least watching movie which took place today. well let's start with the science immersion program which took place from 22-28 nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i say about melbourne? well the country is really on energy saving because from the things that you see in the hostels and the various facilities, it is really quite obvious that melbourne is an environmentally concious contry. for example, there are posters which says 'please switch off the lights if you are not in the room.' in most of the light switches. melbourne is really an eye opening for me because it is not often that you see bicycle pathways created along the stretch of road. when i say road, i really mean the road where cars, lorries, vans and motorbikes drive on. but there is a line that segregates bicycles and other forms of vehicles. indeed the houseflies there are really colorful and large in numbers. to depict the number of houseflies, i would tell my family members: half of the time that we are awake along the trip, we are swatting flies. it is quite irritating. but one of the students studying in university of melbourne told us that the situation was rather good. it could have been that all houseflies would be all over the screen which is in front of the driver's seat. omg. i could not want to have imagined the scenario. well, from the trip itself, i have found out that ms tan yen nee really know how to eat, she knows how to joke around really much and in fact kj is very funny. yeah, he's not those shy guy, loner guy, sitting alone not wanting to interact much with others. kj is really funny, those type of weird guy. anyway i will let the pictures speak about the trip to melbourne in the next post and facebook. last but not least the trip is full of mishaps, and the reasons are listed in the video diary taken during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, i got my family chalet which i went only during yesterday reached at around 5pm. yeah, it is rather sian, but who cares, i got my father with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quite tired already....&lt;br /&gt;this post is to be continued at a later date or timeXD&lt;br /&gt;sorry for inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;=.=zZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpM9GUA7I/AAAAAAAAADY/qtI2nLrXmm8/s1600/P1060553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410205461147550642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpM9GUA7I/AAAAAAAAADY/qtI2nLrXmm8/s200/P1060553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GREAT OCEAN ROAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT2jVDWGcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KQlrT956gcY/s1600/P1060631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410220139185838530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT2jVDWGcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KQlrT956gcY/s200/P1060631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WIND FARM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT2N1_exeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/24XiJ7FMgi0/s1600/P1060594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410219770070877666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT2N1_exeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/24XiJ7FMgi0/s200/P1060594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpOHmey0I/AAAAAAAAADw/ufelqWB5DTI/s1600/P1060594.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWELVE APOSTLES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT14hfrldI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Vd-JyMGuoTE/s1600/P1060564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410219403791537618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT14hfrldI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Vd-JyMGuoTE/s200/P1060564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpNl2SchI/AAAAAAAAADo/ewajysfHcwI/s1600/P1060564.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWELVE APOSTLES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT1npP9FII/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wmw9bP8daP8/s1600/P1060562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410219113815282818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxT1npP9FII/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wmw9bP8daP8/s200/P1060562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpNR1bMGI/AAAAAAAAADg/9pWu6ty-a6A/s1600/P1060562.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWELVE APOSTLES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5877968234571464189?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5877968234571464189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5877968234571464189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5877968234571464189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5877968234571464189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-after-so-long-and-numerous.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SxTpM9GUA7I/AAAAAAAAADY/qtI2nLrXmm8/s72-c/P1060553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5049323759408793444</id><published>2009-11-21T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:34:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;found a back ground that i realli liked. this blog skin is really quite interesting because instead of the usual kind that is of scrolling up and down, this skin is scrolling left and right. and though it is rather plain but it suits me=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway yesterday was a frenzy day. it was the end of school and it also marks thien sen birthday. sadly got a level exams, if not we would be crazy trying to throw thien sen bombing him with a lot of water bombs. haha. sadly he also had to go and watch movies with his family, so there was no more birthday boy. then we went on with the games and eating of cupcakes. we played till we were shag but still went on as a class, though some left but i believe that we were more bonded than other classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a great day today because my whole body is aching from yesterday's jumping all over. also my stomach became a grinder which caused me to have stomachache once in a while. so pain here and there. stretching to the left and stretching to the right is like tearing the skins on the side. it was really skin-painful. and the legs were like 'oh my god'. the moment i stepped home and trying the bend my toes a little, i almost screamed, groaning in tiredness. today it is so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be clearing my stuffs today and tomorrow so that i wont be leaving a lot of rubbish for my family members to clear:) i am almost done with packing the luggage. so later i will be meeting my pw group mates out for lunch at sakae=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the school ended off with "to be continued..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wished&lt;span &gt; OASIS&lt;/span&gt; would have a hppy holiday. i had a fun year with you guys. and one last picture to show you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SwdfYnSmWvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/J-e6R_vDajI/s1600/forever_friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406394754150062834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SwdfYnSmWvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/J-e6R_vDajI/s200/forever_friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5049323759408793444?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5049323759408793444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5049323759408793444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5049323759408793444'/><link 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was not the top for her class.&lt;br /&gt;and worst of all she had a bf.==&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SHOCKNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess i should just get on with my studies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-698334057319321416?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/698334057319321416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=698334057319321416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/698334057319321416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/698334057319321416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/11/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-758808483613626069</id><published>2009-11-12T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:56:50.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway i just found out she topped the class.&lt;br /&gt;man. i am so like deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;focus!!!!!! focus!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;no more playing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-758808483613626069?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/758808483613626069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=758808483613626069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/758808483613626069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/758808483613626069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/11/anyway-i-just-found-out-she-topped.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-57636011563513937</id><published>2009-11-12T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:46:05.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>could it be a movie marathon? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then could it be that i am on a spending splurge? YES!&lt;br /&gt;sort of bad but i have recently been watching movies with some guys and girls in our class '09S15'. watched 'jennifers body' &amp;amp; '2012' in just yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to recommend, then i would recommend 2012 than jennifers body. nonetheless, i guess it cannot be compared to 'twilight:new moon' or 'my girlfriend is an agent'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i got back my results. i felt glad and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why &lt;strong&gt;glad&lt;/strong&gt;? cause i did get promoted. of course one who is promoted would get happy and all sorts of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;strong&gt; sad? &lt;/strong&gt;this is because i felt as if i had changed a lot. if i could push the blame, then i would push the blame to pw and chinese. but that is only if i could, where i knew i could not. should i have pushed the blame to chinese and pw, then i would not have been able to know more about chinese or my fellow pw groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, would i have, really, the ability to do well if there was no pw and chinese...&lt;br /&gt;for me, this question is still skeptical. but i guess i will find the answer sooner or later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-57636011563513937?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/57636011563513937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=57636011563513937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/57636011563513937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/57636011563513937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/11/could-it-be-movie-marathon-no.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-5818968821615694708</id><published>2009-11-09T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:58:18.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A VERY GOOD AFTERNOON TO ALL ASSESSORS AND FELLOW SCHOOLMATES... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH DONT GIVE ME THAT CRAP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah its over. felt simply happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SvgqXyISmVI/AAAAAAAAADA/f4uY9pbCd28/s1600-h/simply+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114341112813906" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SvgqXyISmVI/AAAAAAAAADA/f4uY9pbCd28/s200/simply+happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know why but i just like the trees and its just SIMPLY HAPPINESS XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended off our presentation kinda sucky and had our unexpected mr lim to be our assessors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after op was totally over and done with, we went to f1 sth. shit. i was totally unprepared. alamak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there i saw &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after the briefing for the scm was done with, i went to the next block!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg what the fish was i doing. alamak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but just good luck for your presentation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then our grp went to cck lot one eat then go lib. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did gpp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;along the way had great laughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how we managed to pull our own tooths out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how we did rubbish things in our past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole pw thing really ended off with a happy '.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our grp really mingled around each other really well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really finally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now the major things are over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving some i and r shit behind to be cleared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then the gpf on wed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tml will be a better day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/Svgsue7DuOI/AAAAAAAAADI/gP2UeQe8EhA/s1600-h/better+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402116930117286114" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/Svgsue7DuOI/AAAAAAAAADI/gP2UeQe8EhA/s200/better+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tml will be going to marina bay for seoul garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant wait for tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just earlier, we went to the top floor of the lot one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happenly, we play until very happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then security guard come shoot us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we take out shoe then they off light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next time hor i going to find that security guard and tell the boss fire him!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-5818968821615694708?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/5818968821615694708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=5818968821615694708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5818968821615694708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/5818968821615694708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/11/very-good-afternoon-to-all-assessors.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SvgqXyISmVI/AAAAAAAAADA/f4uY9pbCd28/s72-c/simply+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-270816938453451930</id><published>2009-11-02T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:19:09.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yipee... chinese is finally over. woot. hahas. so glad that i cant take it anymore. but i hopes and i hopes that my result for mother tongue can be good. i dont want to get an E for mother tongue. man, this is the time that i finally got hold of the meaning of chinese in A level. i really REALLY RREEAALLYY HOPE that i can get at least B or C for mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like this is the only time that i managed to complete the whole paper. so... i really REALLY hope that i can get B or C. neither do i want to let 苏瑞福老师 or 吴老师 down. so i really hope that i can get at least a B or C. oh pls god. let me get a B or C. i dont want E pls. i pray. pray hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. lets see. tml got pw. maths and pw again... hm. now that mother tongue is over, i guess i will concentrate on pw. for me i guess i will be looking at how people present themselves. might learn a thing or so from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;really hope that after the op i can talk to you and really have a chat. just hope... anyway, all the best for her result too:)man &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; got so high for maths. must look for &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for tutoring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-270816938453451930?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/270816938453451930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=270816938453451930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/270816938453451930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/270816938453451930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/11/yipee.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8895786536508739359</id><published>2009-10-29T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:31:45.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a while. really a while. its been a while that we have finished wr. looking back at the dates where we had to stay awake till 2 to 3 or even 3 to 5 in the morning just to complete the wr, it might have been worth it. yesterday was totally a rush. quickly made changes to the wr, with the help of seeting and xx. luckily, managed to complete it with the help of seeting who did not slept yesterday till this morning. and limin was there to assist in the wr. man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally completed. slept at 2.30 yesterday and woke up late. 7 50! frigging shit i kept thinking. quick quick chiong ah. cant even be bothered to eat breakfast liao. so rush. just when i thought i was the only one who have not come school, seeting, boon hwee, limin, etc. also havent come yet. entered the school with a shock of my life. i said i was j1 and the security guard just wrote my name there, yeah there, on the paper. then he say ok can go le. then i stunned. ok then nvm. i go class and saw like half of the class missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. faster called seeting to double check the printing and woo ah. it was almost done. but some things crop up and seeting had to photocopy outside. then when we looked back at the wr, we had some mistakes again and we had to mobilised some other people. shit. now it was my family members. then they faster printed ad passed it to me. anyway the whole thing was hectic and we managed to hand it up a little later ard 12.10  plus. then went to mac and celebrated a while and went back to school for mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some op dry run after mother tongue. then we stay till 5.30 and went home so that see ting could rest. and so did i. phew. now gg to study mother tongue and memorise op&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i smiled and u smiled back. when i saw u, i didnt expect that you were there. but u were there which made me feel a little happier losing a little stress about pw. especially ur smile as if it means a lot??? i dont know. i just felt happier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if there are more stress on me that makes me forget some worries, then i hope that i can have more stress so that i can have the courage to talk to u. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8895786536508739359?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8895786536508739359/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks to someone's blog, the word &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NATO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;has become more prevalent these days, and the meaning of it is starting to be leaked out. so now, whose fault was it??? hahas... anyways, my brother and i went to eat new york yesterday to repay my kindness for helping him wash clothes, hang clothes, collect clothes and fold clothes without his help. ok la got some got. but still. shit man wanted to show you guys how big is his cheesy chicken but before i could take it, it was reduced to a pack of bones. sucky brother. post pics again another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dying to see you??? i dont know... but i cant face you. not sure!!!!!! dilemma!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-962418599103432933?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/962418599103432933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=962418599103432933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/962418599103432933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/962418599103432933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-to-someones-blog-word-nato-has.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-558929671045797575</id><published>2009-10-20T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:52:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back papers man... got a shock of my life=.= totally sucks la my grades... frigging shit! &lt;a href="mailto:123@$!@3%$%7"&gt;123@$!@3%$%7&lt;/a&gt;(... really sucks la.. i mean ya la better than others but its frigging shit in my perspective la. fish la... what to do... i dont like to do revision when the whole syllabus havent over yet. haiz. bobian. maybe not taking up h3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found my motivation: regardless of any situation, it is a must to get all A's for h2 subject next year. i can and i will. you teachers watch out. BLEAHX XP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was frigging shit la seriously. saw you with your chairperson but never did i wave at you. dammit. i was still like saying hey i am going to talk to you. fish me man.. shucks!!!!!!!!! whats all these enviousness, jealousy, hatred, afraidness??? darn it all... when can i really overcome all these. hey, can i really find a time to talk to you.. i mean really one to one. just a talk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-558929671045797575?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/558929671045797575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=558929671045797575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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long i have to take this. i am just taking exams for the fun as it is right now. i dont know what my aim is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether to go become a chemist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether to become a cooker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether become a slacker all the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant find the motivation. after o levels and when i entered jaycee, i felt as if my goal has already met and there was no need to have anymore goal. i am really out of ideas. i really hope i can see you on tue then probably you can tell me something that i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-135701387171457318?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/135701387171457318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>give me some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking all these while after a read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;i have been reading now and then again and again.&lt;br /&gt;your words kept resonating through my mind again and again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i am thinking too much or is the post really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it is true, then just a little while more.&lt;br /&gt;give me a little more time, and i promise.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it is not, then i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i can only look at you far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-6418893087995862128?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/6418893087995862128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=6418893087995862128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6418893087995862128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/6418893087995862128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/10/give-me-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-9052337438622792054</id><published>2009-10-14T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:14:39.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead tired from yesterday pw homework to do. kept harping on the issue now and then along the pw meeting. it was really great knowing and realising that we have really achieved somthing today compared to other pw lessons or meetings. it was really great. great ya know! hahas. sorry guys for harping on the work that i had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a note for all pw people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set aside all the disputes, the late work, the irritating whining and the humongous work load laid upon us, what is your current standing? look back and reflect. at least you have completed PI, GPP, article reflection and at least about there the WR as well as the I&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is still this hurdle OP that every pw students have to overcome. it is just this hurdle. just this hurdle only. after that everything will soon be over. what PW, what WR, what PI, you wont even be able to remember all this. all this will just be over the moment you have completed your speech towards the assessors. just remember: it will soon be over. give all your best dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read a blog. found it interesting and decided to share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"what is important is not the result, it is the process."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" it is all about what you have gained"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember! take this chance to experience cos probably you would not have the chanceof experiencing this again. so just give your all into this pw and mt. jiayous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-9052337438622792054?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/9052337438622792054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=9052337438622792054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9052337438622792054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/9052337438622792054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/10/dead-tired-from-yesterday-pw-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-8675203484964769801</id><published>2009-10-13T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:07:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man got a headache. painful day. tiring. hoping for a long long long nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pool with the darwins house. could still win darwin with luck but couldn't make it when played with nobel. dont know reason. could be because this was my second time playing nine balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then su teacher sms me ask if isaac is there and then needed his contact no. then he told me go read you jin books. then he added on that my language very poor. omg. it seems to be quite ominous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihg was hectic. everywhere around the whole school was like the j1s. haha. overheard one j2 student saying fking j1s. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me some time. there are some things that i need to overcome. i will do my best to look at you. i will do my best in trying to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all....cyas~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-8675203484964769801?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/8675203484964769801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=8675203484964769801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8675203484964769801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/8675203484964769801'/><link rel='alternate' 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well... i dont feel like to stand there and watch them play... only gets me anxious... aiya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hop was hectic.. we were like crazy in hiphop not even knowing what to do in hiphop.. then showcase all steps forgotten liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;you were down there. i was on the opposite side. i didnt know what i was doing but you were so focused. probably it was this side of you that i have never seen before. probably you were far to in front of me that i couldn't even see your silhouette. trying to look into your eyes yet afraid of something. not sure what is it though.OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-7103506335024105980?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34845631.post-2566697520966910120</id><published>2009-10-10T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:37:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a rather abnormal day for me. I' m not sure why though but i felt that i was so different. went to play pool for the interhouse games yesterday. then saw people play pool and got anxious of waiting. the anxiousness in my body kept snowballing. then when it was my turn i kept giving foul balls to my opponent. every ball i gave was like shit and why does it happen i dont know. probably because i was too anxious? i felt so different compared to friday when i was playing pool with ck, yx, ts, ws, iz and others. haiz.. so sads... hope i can do better if we got into the preliminary round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left the pool table and got downstairs wanting to go home. most of the places on the parade square was green house" polo". remembering ck said that today all "polo" people came. hais, so i continued going to the center of the concourse when my eyes just glanced over the whole parade square. i saw chee keong down there with his frens playing some ball(later realised as captain's ball). so i decided to sit on the stone table and look. there i saw her.. man... regrets kept pouring out of my heart.. walked away to the office then walked back to the center of the concourse and they had already finished the game.. walked over to chee keong and asked what game... she was already on the ramp walking away. sat on the stairs quietly, then decided to go home. then at the bike there, opened my lock and the white angel said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you dum dum.. go chase after her you still can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the black angel said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about it.. just go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i chased to the gate and she was already walking to the traffic light. thinking again, should i chase after her, what should i say? what should i do? crap. by the time i thought finish she was already going up to the stairs towards teck whye on the right side of the intersection. i remembered what i swore and just gave chase. i couldn't bother what i need to say, i just ran. she was there wearing on a green shirt. gave a little more dash and spoke to her. man. that instant i was like blank minded.. i just said hey. ~~~. i never said hi to you for like a while. how is your exams... she was like er ok... then i didnt know what to say so i just said orh ok bye and turned back.  her face was still red. red from the match that she had. hais.. she was just smiling probably thinking that i was some weird guy trying to run and catch her just to ask about her exams. what an idiot i was! crap. should have asked her handphone no.! went back and ate dinner with my brother then... at ajisen! hahas.. lousy day it was yesterday. very lousy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34845631-2566697520966910120?l=dunnydune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/feeds/2566697520966910120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34845631&amp;postID=2566697520966910120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2566697520966910120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34845631/posts/default/2566697520966910120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunnydune.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-was-rather-abnormal-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SIMPLE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-lGLlNnptI/SmnC4V0K8TI/AAAAAAAAACA/bpvUbtKCbr4/S220/DSC_0034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
