<?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-6654693</id><updated>2011-12-03T03:50:50.890+08:00</updated><category term='sixteen'/><category term='coldplay'/><category term='dota comps'/><category term='eoy'/><category term='live earth'/><category term='the shadow proves the sunshine'/><category term='good charlotte'/><category term='condolences'/><category term='loss'/><category term='reply'/><category term='goal'/><category term='zion'/><category term='juz the bad old ranting and bitching'/><category term='love is the movement'/><category term='test'/><category term='stolen'/><category term='ping pong'/><category term='tll'/><category 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>847</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3405960076542860905</id><published>2011-12-03T03:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T03:50:50.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>日本</title><content type='html'>I'll be away at Japan from the 5th - 13th Dec. I will still be contactable - best via whatsapp, email, or facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3405960076542860905?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3405960076542860905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3405960076542860905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3405960076542860905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3405960076542860905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='日本'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1230227782877828568</id><published>2011-12-02T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T03:25:36.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORD LO!</title><content type='html'>today is the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1230227782877828568?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1230227782877828568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Hardworking</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3K7mXSg8EAw" allowfullscreen="" width="405" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's weird, but sometimes I wish I could have a voice like hers, so that I could sing something this beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1983486845622462193?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1983486845622462193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1983486845622462193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1983486845622462193'/><link 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one of their last few official appearances before they finally can retire and enjoy sagely life out of office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be having this 5km run at Macritchie Reservoir, as part of a cohesion event with my unit in NS. It will be nostalgic, because I remember a similar run I had as part of my secondary school X-country event (at macritchie for obvious rafflesian reasons. distance from school, for one) - and I suspect that tomorrow's route will be almost the same as the one we took that time. But of course I'm going to make sure I won't be sustaining another permanent injury this time around. It's simple though since tomorrow, unlike 5 years ago, I won't be driven by a 'Buckley FTW!' spirit and be led to sacrifice any bit of my legs for earning house points. Ah but that being said: Buckle-Buckley FTW, still!! Haha. Maybe tomorrow as I chase those tracks of a long-gone past,  I will reminisce a little shard of that unique exhilaration and pride that welled up in my heart then as i ran.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelogue of my trip to malaysia will be posted somewhere soon asap! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5994828511972070884?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5994828511972070884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5994828511972070884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5994828511972070884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5994828511972070884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/08/chant-and-whisper.html' title='chant and whisper'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4773317934923131420</id><published>2011-08-10T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:26:59.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a ____</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IaqkOqWSGB8" allowfullscreen="" width="405" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately thought of my friend jesulyn when I first heard this cover, because sara's voice reminded me of hers, and how I always thought she had a very good singing voice. Strangely I haven't told her that till now even though I'm pretty sure I‘ve noticed it (maybe subconsciously) for a long time already! I told hp the other day that I was definitely going to do so the next time we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NDP 2011 draws to a close, and I hope everyone who came down to watch/for fun around the area wasn't disappointed! I've got to admit the fireworks this year are really awesome, exceeds all my expectations whatsoever. For myself, this signals the approach of ORD as well (what you expected a bigger hurray? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to be away on a roadtrip to Malaysia soon from the 13th(this sat) to the 16th of aug, and the itinerary we've drawn up is awesome! Can't wait to show you all photos and postcards! :) Wanderlust!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;世上多么圣贤的人也都会问，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;问世间，情为何物/直教人生死相许&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4773317934923131420?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4773317934923131420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4773317934923131420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4773317934923131420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4773317934923131420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/08/like.html' title='like a ____'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IaqkOqWSGB8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6979029250046634326</id><published>2011-08-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:07:50.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skyline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="st"&gt;没有力气/&lt;br /&gt;再回味甜蜜/&lt;br /&gt;我扛&lt;em&gt;着过去&lt;/em&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;像只&lt;em&gt;渺小蚂蚁&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/6654693-6979029250046634326?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6979029250046634326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6979029250046634326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6979029250046634326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6979029250046634326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/08/skyline.html' title='skyline'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2695248297440414894</id><published>2011-08-02T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T19:39:23.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, some treasure!</title><content type='html'>Yup, if you guys haven't noticed, this place has a brand new chatbox! Have jumped ship from cbox to this new host called 'shoutbox'. Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2695248297440414894?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2695248297440414894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2695248297440414894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2695248297440414894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2695248297440414894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/08/alas-some-treasure.html' title='Alas, some treasure!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8381706878553358884</id><published>2011-07-29T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:25:04.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying into fire</title><content type='html'>Haha, just when I had some things that were motivating my blog-muscle livejournal had to, well, not function properly. But I'm definitely going to make up the entry once the problem is solved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in the space of today, in the never-ending journey of the post-mentioned, I grew up a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8381706878553358884?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8381706878553358884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8381706878553358884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8381706878553358884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8381706878553358884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/07/flying-into-fire.html' title='Flying into fire'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1236257510199470591</id><published>2011-07-25T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T13:29:36.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where art thou</title><content type='html'>Is there anyone out there? Will you hear me? Who can understand my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So this is the way/That I say I need you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way/That I say I love you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way/That I say I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;This is the way/This is the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1236257510199470591?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1236257510199470591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1236257510199470591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1236257510199470591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1236257510199470591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-art-thou.html' title='Where art thou'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8212047611195595134</id><published>2011-07-15T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T02:11:11.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, there is no longer a '-teen' at the back of my age</title><content type='html'>I've been occasionally checking back at this blog - even though it's been on an extended hiatus - simply because it is not just a blog, but a treasure trove of humanity - all the musings that are the sum of what i was 8 years ago and my present self. I think I said this yesterday, and I will say it again: I am really proud of my 12 year old self for making that decision to keep this time capsule of a blog. It is really something to see, in text, how much you've changed over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that cbox seems to be having a real problem with spammers, so i suggest leaving my cbox alone until I find a way to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I proceed to step into the second decade and greet all your kindest wishes, i would just like to take a breather here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is just so important, as the Graham Greene quote goes. I believe National Service managed to lessen the time I have with myself in general - more importantly the time to reflect - and also the time to properly write. Personally, while doing less of these, I have truly felt missing elements in life; the value of living seems diminished without the availability of time to reconnect with myself, to constantly reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some special thank yous : Gordon, Renyi and Mitchell for your early gift! thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the biggest one to yona, for being the technical first to celebrate with me, birthday song, cake, candle and all! thank you much yona (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHVQD6yFD1Y/TiCA1OIFAXI/AAAAAAAABJA/RBw5svAA7vU/s1600/IMG_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHVQD6yFD1Y/TiCA1OIFAXI/AAAAAAAABJA/RBw5svAA7vU/s320/IMG_1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629641186026520946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think that will be all for now! sleep tight singaporeans - NDP NE show 2 is tomorrow, and you'd do well to be grateful I'm serving the country on my birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8212047611195595134?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8212047611195595134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8212047611195595134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8212047611195595134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8212047611195595134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-there-is-no-longer-teen-at-back-of.html' title='So, there is no longer a &apos;-teen&apos; at the back of my age'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHVQD6yFD1Y/TiCA1OIFAXI/AAAAAAAABJA/RBw5svAA7vU/s72-c/IMG_1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4753312368651245535</id><published>2011-05-26T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:02:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overseas</title><content type='html'>will be overseas from 26th May till 4th June!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4753312368651245535?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4753312368651245535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4753312368651245535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4753312368651245535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4753312368651245535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/05/overseas.html' title='overseas'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7676825185712820631</id><published>2011-04-17T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:41:55.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things To Do Before I Die by Daniel Ehrenhaft</title><content type='html'>"This was no accident. This is destiny." - Ted Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A subway car is the prime spot for such excellent pastimes as:&lt;br /&gt;1. People watching&lt;br /&gt;2. Bonding with perfect strangers when something goes wrong. And something always goes wrong. That's the beauty of it. You're sitting next to a grizzled businessman - the kind of guy you have nothing in common with - when the train suddenly breaks down. You and the businessman exchange a smile. You roll your eyes. And just like that, you're war buddies, comrades in arms, united by the heroic struggle to get from point A to point B.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eavesdropping on bizarre conversations. And you always hear one." - Ted Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That shy, mysterious, tortured-soul thing you work so hard to cover up with your clownish shenanigans? That charm?" - Nikki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what happens when you're an immature teenager who worships a bugged-out band. Even when you've just been a jerk to the one person who doesn't deserve it, you still fantasize about meeting these demented heroes of yours. Meeting them takes precedence over your own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;" - Ted Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's an action shot, but we look strangely fake, the way people always do in Polaroids." - Ted Burger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7676825185712820631?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7676825185712820631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7676825185712820631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7676825185712820631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-807067074189316225?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/807067074189316225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=807067074189316225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/807067074189316225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/807067074189316225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-mooz.html' title='happy birthday mooz!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-466424604745496752</id><published>2011-03-24T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:19:32.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAF Bands</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="405" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHtGnQ95uJ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHtGnQ95uJ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="405" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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Bands'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1618494260892465739</id><published>2011-03-05T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:38:12.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday,</title><content type='html'>yesterday marked a momentous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my threadless 'Friday, I'm in Love!' shirt for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1618494260892465739?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7634877781993792715</id><published>2011-02-24T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:42:41.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stunned</title><content type='html'>by the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"time is an illusion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7634877781993792715?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7634877781993792715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7634877781993792715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was supposed to be a post here about that post, but that "supposed" has also died out due to causation. so here i am whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5295033317980727975?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5295033317980727975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5295033317980727975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5295033317980727975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5295033317980727975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/02/epic.html' title='epic'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-9105079408002782084</id><published>2011-01-31T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:55:14.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giulio Carmassi</title><content type='html'>beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="410" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nrodqXa55AY" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div 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Carmassi'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nrodqXa55AY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6475601934155744637</id><published>2011-01-25T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:32:55.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An explanatory note</title><content type='html'>I am concurrently blogging here, on leoandfriends, and my livejournal - &lt;a href="http://other_winds.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;http://other_winds.livejournal.com/profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i decide where i blog is kind of a mood/atmosphere thing, so don't expect the posts to be logically/thematically arranged or prearranged, like "this goes here, that goes there" and such. no, that won't be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can say is though, is that my livejournal is usually more personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up is some dedicatory posts that i have backlogged since don't know when, and as i promised, more on my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no song&lt;br /&gt;Louder than love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6475601934155744637?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6475601934155744637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6475601934155744637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6475601934155744637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6475601934155744637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/explanatory-note.html' title='An explanatory note'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4644017301071705588</id><published>2011-01-23T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:10:49.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To feel and scream for the world</title><content type='html'>This is the world i live in, and i will scream for it, because i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-z5FWlUN1go" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It is not sacrifice if you love what you're doing.” - Mia Hamm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4644017301071705588?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4644017301071705588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4644017301071705588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4644017301071705588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4644017301071705588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-feel-and-scream-for-world.html' title='To feel and scream for the world'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-z5FWlUN1go/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7065069546189358018</id><published>2011-01-19T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:21:04.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, well</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="b-post-question"&gt;in a recent livejournal poll that i spotted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="b-post-question"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="b-post-question"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;10/01/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="b-post-question"&gt;Have you ever taken your own snacks inside a movie theater? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="i-potd-ago"&gt;Posted 2 days ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="LJ_Poll_1665459_1" class="b-potd-poll"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1479&lt;/b&gt; (87.0%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" width="-174" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;221&lt;/b&gt; (13.0%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;lovely. i suppose a lot of people can feel less guilty now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7065069546189358018?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7065069546189358018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7065069546189358018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7065069546189358018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7065069546189358018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-well.html' title='Well, well'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4353702894043280049</id><published>2011-01-18T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:27:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year ago</title><content type='html'>Now this is our anniversary. Happy anniversary dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/TTT6asxtVBI/AAAAAAAABGs/Ln3FHEOKbLc/s1600/Leoson515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/TTT6asxtVBI/AAAAAAAABGs/Ln3FHEOKbLc/s320/Leoson515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563346776312599570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4353702894043280049?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4353702894043280049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4353702894043280049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4353702894043280049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4353702894043280049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-ago.html' title='A year ago'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/TTT6asxtVBI/AAAAAAAABGs/Ln3FHEOKbLc/s72-c/Leoson515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1814895059194212381</id><published>2011-01-16T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T02:18:28.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like today never happened, before?</title><content type='html'>first entry from the new house! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose now would be a very appropriate time for someone to tell me, "I dare you to move."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1814895059194212381?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1814895059194212381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1814895059194212381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1814895059194212381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1814895059194212381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-today-never-happened-before.html' title='like today never happened, before?'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3326759019753464329</id><published>2011-01-11T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:42:57.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the turn of the tides</title><content type='html'>You know you're moving real soon when you are frantically filling out change of address forms and wondering who and what else in the world needs your new address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, HP is now 20! Let's all put our hands together and clap for this wonderful achievement! HaPi birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3326759019753464329?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3326759019753464329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3326759019753464329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3326759019753464329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3326759019753464329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/at-turn-of-tides.html' title='At the turn of the tides'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3437826889419644412</id><published>2011-01-09T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:41:17.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And in the words of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i want the world to know i'm happy as can be..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reasonably so, for the recruits who have just passed out of BMT yesterday. Congratulations guys! For me i also congratulate myself, for having completed yet another BMT parade, which has presented me with a 7-day work week so far with 3 of the days where i had to wake up at unearthly hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend is extremely gratifying, because it feels like such a long while since i had the freedom to wake up late and all the time in the world to slack around. In other news, I'm moving house very soon - estimated time is by next saturday in fact - after being here in this familiarity for over 12 years. Certainly, i am sentimental and have actually been going around the place taking numerous photos :-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who need my new address, contact me via email or phone or facebook or whatever you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just returned my recent book addiction, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Are Here: A Portable Guide to the History of the Universe &lt;/span&gt;by Christopher Potter. :( lovely book that has been very insightful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who wants to go out! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3437826889419644412?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3437826889419644412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3437826889419644412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3437826889419644412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3437826889419644412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-in-words-of.html' title='And in the words of...'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1036704037217950300</id><published>2011-01-03T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:51:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LwDNemtSBQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LwDNemtSBQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have been waiting for my new year entry, i'm sorry it's finally up at my livejournal here! Http://other-winds.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, i'm gonna be back at tekong once again for a total of about three times. It's my second bmt parade since i joined SAF Bands, and it's definitely something to be sitting that penguin ferry once again and watching all the new recruits march by like i did 10 months ago. But this time, (and the last) Marina Bay will be their backdrop. I am slightly envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note though, time sure flies - less than a year to ORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those, who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear, which is inherent in a human condition”&lt;br /&gt;- Graham Greene (English novelist, short-story writer, playwright, and journalist, 1904-1991)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1036704037217950300?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1036704037217950300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1036704037217950300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1036704037217950300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1036704037217950300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2011/01/deja-vu.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7530428636593240097</id><published>2010-12-30T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T11:35:57.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As the year comes to a close</title><content type='html'>As it always has, and will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has seen through many cycles of year-closing and beginning, and i certainly hope this will not be it's last! 2010 has been a turbulent year indeed, as it is for most male citizens my age going through this massive 'shared experience' known as National Service. I have ploughed through this year witnessing many great affairs, some personal, some public, some shocking, some just seemingly insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i know that is definitely putting me in good stead for the days ahead is the revival of my blogging hands! *stares at hands* Yup all this that you see here. I realised that the lack of a channel for my constantly thinking and reflective head may have been causing me much anxiety, those irritating neurons. And like a writer without his craft, &lt;strike&gt;he slips slowly into depression, casting aside the once closely observed world and retreating back into his own oblivion, where deep and dark thoughts reside&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Yeah well i hope you get what i meant to say though. To quote Dr. Alfred Lanning from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I, Robot (film), &lt;/span&gt;"Everything that follows, is a result of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what you see here.&lt;/span&gt;" In the case of a blog though, i would think it much more adequate to say "What you see here, is a result of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything that follows&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now may be a good time to start talking about how life has been recently, and i will begin by saying that the year-end was a very good one, as with most year-ends in the army. Albeit now that all the leave clearing, block leaves and holidays are over, my time spent in December was a magical and exhilarating one. I've had the one of the happiest and fulfilling Christmas seasons in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[some photos supposed to be here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm really falling in love with the current &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naruto Shippuden &lt;/span&gt;anime opening and ending theme songs. which are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diver - NICO Touches The Walls &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U Can Do It - Domino &lt;/span&gt;respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing! MY LAST WORKDAY OF THE YEAR IS COMING TO AN END! peace out, watch this space and my &lt;a href="http://other_winds.livejournal.com/"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt; for more updates constantly coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7530428636593240097?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7530428636593240097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7530428636593240097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7530428636593240097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7530428636593240097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-year-comes-to-close.html' title='As the year comes to a close'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6607036588984254521</id><published>2010-12-27T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T03:16:48.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: I am awesome</title><content type='html'>It's amazing but I blogged on livejournal today! Http://other-winds.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6607036588984254521?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6607036588984254521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6607036588984254521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6607036588984254521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6607036588984254521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/12/re-i-am-awesome.html' title='Re: I am awesome'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6374085670851073535</id><published>2010-12-21T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:38:30.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High hopes for home</title><content type='html'>I'm amazed that after these 3 days in genting, on the day that I'm headed home I finally found this amazing starbucks with a great connection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves to you guys as if from a rollercoaster down a steep slope*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home I'm coming home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6374085670851073535?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6374085670851073535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6374085670851073535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6374085670851073535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6374085670851073535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/12/high-hopes-for-home.html' title='High hopes for home'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3992171790234102355</id><published>2010-12-18T08:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:28:16.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/4 winter wonderland</title><content type='html'>Now we know that winter wonderland should never be in 4/4'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah I can't begin to describe the exhiliration of yesterday's parade. Congratulations to this batch of graduating sergeants! I was, originally going blog about that parade in detail - which incidentally was my last parade of the year(woohoo!) and also my first ever rainy parade - but I ran out of time. So here I am, on my iphone, in a ultra-comfortable bus on the way to genting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3992171790234102355?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3992171790234102355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3992171790234102355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3992171790234102355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3992171790234102355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/12/44-winter-wonderland.html' title='4/4 winter wonderland'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-28622045803828629</id><published>2010-12-05T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T12:49:20.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"omg i'm posting again!"</title><content type='html'>OMG i'm posting again! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the long awaited 5th Dec COG Parade! Even with the passing of my grandfather yesterday, I will still be marching in the parade today. Thank you for your condolences friends, and for details on today's parade, please look at the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, absurd and lame as it sounds, i am once again playing Maplestory. Along with quite a few other people. It's for the nostalgia and lulz that i am once again back at this notorious game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXON 1, LEOSON 0.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-28622045803828629?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/28622045803828629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=28622045803828629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/28622045803828629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/28622045803828629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg-im-posting-again.html' title='&quot;omg i&apos;m posting again!&quot;'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5546354893488981258</id><published>2010-11-28T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:37:20.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re (Birth by sleep)</title><content type='html'>It's  been a great game so far by the way. :D Love it. I just passed the plotline of terra where he chances upon destiny islands and meets sora and riku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, HOWDY GUYS! Yes i am finally back (after much pressure from people such as the honorary HP) , although i won't be writing much yet, till after the coming Sunday's December COG Parade. Which also i want to advertise! SAF BANDS (me :)) will be marching down orchard road with your favourite christmas tunes and the MP SPDS this sunday 5th december, from the heeren to istana starting at around 5.30pm. so do come down for the show! (support me)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5546354893488981258?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5546354893488981258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5546354893488981258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5546354893488981258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5546354893488981258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/11/re-birth-by-sleep.html' title='Re (Birth by sleep)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1417154172178589599</id><published>2010-09-25T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:39:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear not</title><content type='html'>The leoson that you guys know will never ever change. No matter how much the world we live in does. I promise (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1417154172178589599?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1417154172178589599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1417154172178589599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1417154172178589599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1417154172178589599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/09/fear-not.html' title='Fear not'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5105652044216942278</id><published>2010-05-04T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T10:22:49.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up</title><content type='html'>apologies lol, the blogger uploader has been screwing up on me for two weeks on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*edit*(05/05/10): It's working a little better now, thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5105652044216942278?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5105652044216942278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5105652044216942278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5105652044216942278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5105652044216942278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/05/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5524554537379630413</id><published>2010-04-26T22:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:03:15.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we all game?</title><content type='html'>More photos from POP that I'm sure y'all all want to see! I won't touch on my life in unit yet, maybe in the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S97ncPs1_bI/AAAAAAAABDE/OzHK9bd3zOs/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S97ncPs1_bI/AAAAAAAABDE/OzHK9bd3zOs/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061470111333810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Aiq_e0DNI/AAAAAAAABDM/xdwgIhA9-as/s1600/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Aiq_e0DNI/AAAAAAAABDM/xdwgIhA9-as/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467408069618306258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-EdfkNzbBI/AAAAAAAABDc/fGCpqqIrHvw/s1600/IMG_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-EdfkNzbBI/AAAAAAAABDc/fGCpqqIrHvw/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467683850739215378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-EeG8z6kcI/AAAAAAAABDk/u824rGl2_5Y/s1600/IMG_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-EeG8z6kcI/AAAAAAAABDk/u824rGl2_5Y/s320/IMG_0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467684527356416450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will also be a tribute to some of the computer games i've played in my pre-ns student life - mainly screenshot snippets from the outstanding/more unique ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hero Online&lt;/span&gt;: Everyone knows an mmorpg set in the golden oriental is unlikely to have satisfying graphics, but this is not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ehs9dw0eI/AAAAAAAABDs/5fOdyiCHk50/s1600/071127091247.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ehs9dw0eI/AAAAAAAABDs/5fOdyiCHk50/s320/071127091247.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467688478901850594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8C95KlI/AAAAAAAABD0/emWxUuAIWdA/s1600/071125222812.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8C95KlI/AAAAAAAABD0/emWxUuAIWdA/s320/071125222812.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467690937100085842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CABALSEA: &lt;/span&gt;Finally a more sophisticated game with moderately attractive graphics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8QMj0wI/AAAAAAAABD8/1yhBbwq5ayA/s1600/Cabal%28Ver33-080811-1222-0004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8QMj0wI/AAAAAAAABD8/1yhBbwq5ayA/s320/Cabal%28Ver33-080811-1222-0004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467690940651262722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8_GQMjI/AAAAAAAABEE/QubITyPCR-4/s1600/Cabal%28Ver26-080620-1325-0005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Ej8_GQMjI/AAAAAAAABEE/QubITyPCR-4/s320/Cabal%28Ver26-080620-1325-0005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467690953241276978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pardus&lt;/span&gt;: If you like economics, diplomacy, management, plus an element of fantasy - and you don't want to become a gaming addict - this is the game for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-FJlYpeAmI/AAAAAAAABEM/cno1a_RNV_g/s1600/pardussifrons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-FJlYpeAmI/AAAAAAAABEM/cno1a_RNV_g/s320/pardussifrons.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467732329224864354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-FJlwgsnpI/AAAAAAAABEU/jF7vtlgulG4/s1600/pardustsobounty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-FJlwgsnpI/AAAAAAAABEU/jF7vtlgulG4/s320/pardustsobounty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467732335630524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ragnarok Online (!!): &lt;/span&gt;How could(can) anyone resist this timeless and nostalgic MMO? It promises one of the most lovely experiences among MMORPGs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Jn5Di11KI/AAAAAAAABEc/svz5DGvYfoE/s1600/screenShinai005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Jn5Di11KI/AAAAAAAABEc/svz5DGvYfoE/s320/screenShinai005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468047127482848418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Jn5uB360I/AAAAAAAABEk/e2fCwii3Vco/s1600/screenShinai1353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S-Jn5uB360I/AAAAAAAABEk/e2fCwii3Vco/s320/screenShinai1353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468047138887297858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KOTOR II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ui05.gamespot.com/1316/kotor2004_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 210px;" src="http://ui05.gamespot.com/1316/kotor2004_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://r4nt.com/images/v5/v52/kotor2/kotor2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 249px;" src="http://r4nt.com/images/v5/v52/kotor2/kotor2_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[photos]&lt;br /&gt;Credits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Hero Online&lt;br /&gt;-CABALSEA&lt;br /&gt;-Pardus&lt;br /&gt;-Ragnarok Online&lt;br /&gt;-Star Wars: Knights Of The Old Republic (KOTOR) II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5524554537379630413?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5524554537379630413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5524554537379630413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5524554537379630413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5524554537379630413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-we-all-game.html' title='Are we all game?'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S97ncPs1_bI/AAAAAAAABDE/OzHK9bd3zOs/s72-c/IMG_0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1233479295731898064</id><published>2010-04-08T23:54:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:02:58.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Efficiency levels have just decreased by thirty percent</title><content type='html'>look at me! seriously! lagging around like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh. you thought i meant my blog? you thought i was once again lamenting about how i am so sorry to you guys for neglecting this place and your voyeuristic cravings? well no. I meant my person, literally lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in comparison to what i was like in BMT of course. Not that you guys know that though, but i was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; freaking fast.&lt;/span&gt; :P So in essence, BMT made me realise how efficient one could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has to be my greatest takeaway, really. Hahaha. I can't believe that my civilian self takes one hour to wake up in the morning now. Can't say i ain't glad about it, though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;To those enlisting soon!! FEAR NOT THE 24 KM. (: I BELIEVE YOU ALL CAN DO IT. ALL THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that i can turn back and say, BLOCK LEAVE ROCKS! (ROCKED) It has been such a well-spent, colourful and eventful week. My reward for that is also my tired self of course. X) bleh. Slept barely 3 hours yesterday(today) at moose's house, after intense Halo 3 Co-op and Band Hero :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just before that, was dinner with dear, pool with a fragment of my section - so many people couldn't make it! but it was fun all the same- and joint lan. Got zhao yuan, jeremy and joel to join our motley crew for some L4D and DotA. And speaking of DotA, i have gotten this terrible and insatiable craving for it. And it's not helping that garena is NOT providing good games for me at all. Sigh i guess the army absence really made the heart grow fonder, and DotA now provides an exciting and refreshing challenge to my mind and reflexes. I am dead serious. CHALLENGE ME ALL YOU DOTA FREAKS. GIVE ME SOMETHING GOOD TO PLAY WITH. (now that didn't sound right..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally threw in a good jam with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bluescrew &lt;/span&gt;last weekend. It was mighty good, we managed to pull off some 'soul-soothing' hard rock. I've got some recordings! Imagine, our little bluesy group playing hard rock. And somehow we're good at it too! HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;timbre&lt;/span&gt; as well, early in the week, to get a taste of what it's like since it was recommended by leen's friend! I went to the substation outlet, which in any case, was pretty hard to find. In fact leen and i walked for about 8 minutes around substation before we could actually locate the place. "Ulu" was leen's first description for it! For the information of those of you who are planning/haven't been there, it is actually ROUND THE BACK of substation, where a mini-carpark is situated. Aside from the rather squeezed tables and chairs and the other downsides, timbre delivered its goods. We tried out their specialty roasted duck pizza - it has a really unique taste - and i must say i agree with edmund, their pizza portions are pretty worth it for $17. But the dish leen and I enjoyed the most was the chicken wings! Ahh. those were definitely the best man. And we've got to appreciate the live band who was playing then:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Enigma.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We made a decision to try visiting again, but this time to the Armenian street outlet by the Singapore River. It won't be as "Ulu" or cramped there, i assume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much more to blog about this week, plus also what just happened this saturday and sunday, which i have neglected to include. But i'll leave that to the next entry for now, which i promise will be real soon. I wanted to just include some photos here since i haven't in a while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qL-bOSK2I/AAAAAAAABBo/OMsFklLn2HE/s1600/Hoay0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qL-bOSK2I/AAAAAAAABBo/OMsFklLn2HE/s320/Hoay0106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461331402715966306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment DAY! find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qNQICtVxI/AAAAAAAABBw/ghzOZwU_E7Y/s1600/IMG_0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qNQICtVxI/AAAAAAAABBw/ghzOZwU_E7Y/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461332806316414738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass out already loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qPNcInlBI/AAAAAAAABCA/c_X7FpfE-EU/s1600/SuatGeok%400043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qPNcInlBI/AAAAAAAABCA/c_X7FpfE-EU/s320/SuatGeok%400043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461334959193560082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qPCX3AQ4I/AAAAAAAABB4/RNFe3EYZcRQ/s1600/SuatGeok%400044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qPCX3AQ4I/AAAAAAAABB4/RNFe3EYZcRQ/s320/SuatGeok%400044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461334769067377538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis @ SCGS Carnival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8sCZpF5nFI/AAAAAAAABCI/WiERTkh-tlU/s1600/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8sCZpF5nFI/AAAAAAAABCI/WiERTkh-tlU/s320/IMG_0341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461461612667444306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Hero peripherals lie unused as we spend a grueling 2.5 hours on the last 3 missions of the Halo 3 campaign at moose's place. The final mission is the worst shit ever. So is the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; ending won't be as bad! Haha. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Vocation is MUSICIAN.&lt;br /&gt;NEE SOON CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1233479295731898064?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1233479295731898064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1233479295731898064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1233479295731898064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1233479295731898064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/04/efficiency-levels-have-just-decreased.html' title='Efficiency levels have just decreased by thirty percent'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S8qL-bOSK2I/AAAAAAAABBo/OMsFklLn2HE/s72-c/Hoay0106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1255961418928351988</id><published>2010-03-14T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:30:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise......BEGIN!</title><content type='html'>woah woah woah. stop. 4 weeks has passed since the last time i posted, and the bulk events of my BMT have just flown by! Truly, i've been through so much in such a short space of time, and i know it deserves a blogpost(s). and also the army journal ;) bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...and both our tongues are tied&lt;br /&gt;you look beautiful, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1255961418928351988?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1255961418928351988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1255961418928351988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1255961418928351988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1255961418928351988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/03/exercisebegin.html' title='Exercise......BEGIN!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-416281767907381401</id><published>2010-02-14T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:51:21.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy valentine's day dear!</title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a happy lunar new year to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;book out, book out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee army life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-416281767907381401?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/416281767907381401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=416281767907381401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/416281767907381401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/416281767907381401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-dear.html' title='Happy valentine&apos;s day dear!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-865668149016102251</id><published>2010-02-03T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:00:59.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin on a...jetboat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i love chickenfoot. &lt;/em&gt;and i mean the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two songs which have been affecting me the most this pre-enlistment jamming season: My Kinda Girl by Chickenfoot, with it's no qualms ever recognisable hard rock rhythm of the old days and Sick Muse by Metric, which just sounds too happy to be ignored. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEz8N8AT-yo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEz8N8AT-yo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really lots to say,&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i could've updated you guys all the way&lt;br /&gt;this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, this entire post-a level thing has been a huge scam if anyone thought it was gonna be slack. Without trying to have fun and spending time with people before enlistment looms, you already have to worry about tons of applications hot on your toes (early ones of course) both uni and scholarship wise - cause this is really a good time to try, i believe it'd be alot more troublesome if we do it in mid-ns - and other more personal, yet still heavily important things such as passion pursuing, work, portfolio building etcetera. I have friends who are zooming with more time into activities like doing portraits, others shopping, photography. Me i'm caught up with writing and music (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;TAKE THE JAM TO NS. COME ON I WANNA SEE YOUR GUITARS. GIMME A DRUMSET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and us guys are supposed to be training up too, for ns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pardon my lack of words for so long. if i had the time my stories would definitely, i guarantee, enthrall you almost every day. For now we'd really have to leave that (two for sounding cliche and another one for lameness) to another day. Perhaps from my mouth it'll be much easier and then, this little webpage can get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it about life - yeah i know i haven't actually said much. but hey, all that cooped up story can only be handled by a big mouth eh? (that's well said for a writer, oh well i am shameless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were me about a year back, or 2, or 3, or maybe 4..ok who cares. A while back, and you guys will probably expect a pretty nice section right here now on games and gaming. Well sorry to disappoint you, but there's not much i've delved in this time. and i want to move on to people and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt; first. (sorry, you know, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;time is running out&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup people SO definitely a big thank you to many groups of people, AND persons. Particularly family, friends, and girlfriend, (cheekily) in no particular order of importance. Listening to particularly reminiscent song now, the type which makes people go through an entire journey of nostalgia, like movie credits playing in your head. My life has been coloured by you all, and thank you. Unfortunately i can't really elaborate, though i'm sure each of you will understand when you get into your respective retrospective (mwahah try saying that real quick 20 times) states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago i came across and poked this application called &lt;em&gt;status cloud. &lt;/em&gt;Came up with something quite nice, which aptly summarises my facebook life. And also, a few groups of important yous. Yup don't say i didn't think/talk about you guys often ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S2k-WFv5VVI/AAAAAAAABBg/AR43YgEHsik/s1600-h/lifeonfacebook(statuscloud01)circled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433942974620325202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S2k-WFv5VVI/AAAAAAAABBg/AR43YgEHsik/s320/lifeonfacebook(statuscloud01)circled.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yall! take care i'll definitely stay in touch and book out every now and then! To my juniors! all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, going in on the february 4th, this thurs! 12.45pm! Looking forward eh, to a whole new life at tekong. I wouldn't have minded anything, if not for the fact that there i would have the lack of most of you guys :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon say aww, at least. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-865668149016102251?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/865668149016102251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=865668149016102251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/865668149016102251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/865668149016102251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/02/leavin-on-ajetboat.html' title='Leavin on a...jetboat?'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/S2k-WFv5VVI/AAAAAAAABBg/AR43YgEHsik/s72-c/lifeonfacebook(statuscloud01)circled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2081051788851608446</id><published>2010-02-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:08:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stasis</title><content type='html'>Lots of things on my mind tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;/span&gt;, so much, that it could almost be a novel. But they are just so because i'm enlisting this thurs.  the 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2081051788851608446?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2081051788851608446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2081051788851608446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2081051788851608446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2081051788851608446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/02/stasis.html' title='Stasis'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1608001874882375027</id><published>2010-01-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:54:15.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastern Paradise</title><content type='html'>Tribute to my grandma: Passed away 6.00 am, on 01/01/2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1608001874882375027?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1608001874882375027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1608001874882375027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1608001874882375027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1608001874882375027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/01/eastern-paradise.html' title='Eastern Paradise'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5489244075189416247</id><published>2010-01-01T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:23:17.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my wishes are late, was in at least 3 diffferent places at once last night/morning living on almost no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5489244075189416247?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5489244075189416247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5489244075189416247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5489244075189416247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5489244075189416247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2423620095212689214</id><published>2009-12-28T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:29:13.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late festive greetings and "Buy stuff you can afford"</title><content type='html'>Hi, on the fourth day of christmas, i'm supposed to get/give 4 calling birds! Now someone tell me how to go about doing just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tough luck people, for my hectic holiday hasn't stopped being hectic yet, so here i am, rather lately wishing you a great festive season. The past two weeks have been busy but great, i've been basically doing everything from sleeping over, witnessing an ROM, clubbing, seeing the singapore flyer, picnicking and lots more.(+ less interesting things that you probably wouldn't care to know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha lack of (enough) sleep and "the insane weather" (as moose puts it) are probably the cause of my lethargic and ill self today - i mean, those are the most likely reasons right? That's exactly why i am posting here now, finally just having a day off to just stay at home and do homely things. (like studying the driving theory book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are sick get cravings. Just last night, i was talking to leen past 12, and i suddenly wanted to eat char siew bao badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. and a photo to chew on, the reputed tallest christmas tree in sg at the flyer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SzikY57iLUI/AAAAAAAABBY/mPaZ4hpAjb4/s1600-h/Leoson544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420262899314732354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SzikY57iLUI/AAAAAAAABBY/mPaZ4hpAjb4/s320/Leoson544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with this entry of mine, 2009 is coming to a close real soon. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the week: &lt;em&gt;Trouble Is A Friend&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Lenka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2423620095212689214?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2423620095212689214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2423620095212689214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2423620095212689214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2423620095212689214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-festive-greetings-and-buy-stuff.html' title='Late festive greetings and &quot;Buy stuff you can afford&quot;'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SzikY57iLUI/AAAAAAAABBY/mPaZ4hpAjb4/s72-c/Leoson544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7774185634182910495</id><published>2009-12-17T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:02:07.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*gunshots* Dance!</title><content type='html'>My neighbour is busy with his new electric guitar. Every few seconds i hear a soft twang here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to upload photos ever since return from chalet, but the darn uploader and facebook itself has been screwing up on me to no end. it works perfectly at leen's place! (and possibly many others!) WHY! Looks like severing my ties from the geek ropes of cyberspace may not have been a wise decision. Never mind, now would be a good time to climb back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, i hardly have enough energy. (I think.) That's not surprising, after 5 days of chalet, 4 consecutive days of sleeping only 4 hours and on the last day, only 1 hour. Slept at 7.30am and woke up at 8.30. Amazingly, i'm not exactly physically tired, it's more of a...mental thing. Chalet photos will be up soon hopefully, along with remnant prom photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this rush hour has really left me little time to sit down for real, think, and doing absolutely nothing else. I think the world is suffering from the lack of more of my opinions. I have a little one here of the recent backdraft from the whole Ris Low story: I am starting to feel some sympathy. Yeah it's ridiculous (like to the stage of omg-ness), but i think lots of other people are far more ridiculous. pm me to hear who exactly and more. &lt;p&gt;Try not to blame me for my lack of analysis (oh no i'll only get L1), please look at my post-chalet schedule first:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 Sunday: Piano in the morning and 'dunch' with family&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 Monday: Shopping&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 Tuesday: Applying for driving lessons and cooking&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 Wednesday: Short lan with moose and ed then sis' badminton match&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 Thursday (Today): Badminton with Gan and friends&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 Friday (Tomorrow): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, be nice folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a photo from chalet, gan with the 'P'-imprint we made on the 'lawn':&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SypnTUlRPFI/AAAAAAAABA4/0sEhWsVD2aQ/s1600-h/Leoson537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416255083506646098" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SypnTUlRPFI/AAAAAAAABA4/0sEhWsVD2aQ/s320/Leoson537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the week:&lt;/em&gt; 上弦月- &lt;strong&gt;欧得洋&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7774185634182910495?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7774185634182910495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7774185634182910495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7774185634182910495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7774185634182910495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/gunshots-dance.html' title='*gunshots* Dance!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SypnTUlRPFI/AAAAAAAABA4/0sEhWsVD2aQ/s72-c/Leoson537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-581036317641990595</id><published>2009-12-06T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:16:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue III : Post prom-ness</title><content type='html'>DAD'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i be bushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on prom if i feel up to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhiles, i'll be mostly at a chalet from 8-12, so sms me dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-581036317641990595?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/581036317641990595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=581036317641990595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/581036317641990595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/581036317641990595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/epilogue-iii-post-prom-ness.html' title='Epilogue III : Post prom-ness'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5514652091087202689</id><published>2009-12-04T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:49:49.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue II: Pre-promness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Blogging from leeny's home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts of a prom-skeptical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prom ought to go down in shambles&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prom suckxz. See, prom isn't even over, in fact it is tomorrow at 7pm, but here i am, bring a major bigot, saying that it sucks. Well that just goes to show how sucky it is, doesn't that. It's the event than can even pull intense shopaholics out of that hobby for at least a month, a toe tripper on the heels of the richest teenagers, a unwanted pustule in the economy of retail..(ok fine that's not true - read article below). Still. Let's go down to exclusive but unnamed interviews with some of our disgruntled schoolmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Leg die alr." - after a day of shopping purely for prom get ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shopping is the suay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shopping is the most boring and waste time activity ever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Screw prom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not looking forward to it. But i paid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food for thought:  http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE5B03Y020091201?pageNumber=1&amp;amp;virtualBrandChannel=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Cost of school formals soaring as teenagers glam-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="columnRight"&gt;&lt;div class="relatedRail gridPanel grid2"&gt;&lt;div id="articleInfo" class="module"&gt;  &lt;div class="moduleBody"&gt;   &lt;div class="byline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Belinda Goldsmith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="location"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CANBERRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tue Dec 1, 2009 1:01pm EST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="trackingEnabledModule" name="trackingEnabledModule" modulename="Related News" moduleid="10036173"&gt;               &lt;script language="javascript"&gt;addImpression("10036173_Related News");&lt;/script&gt;       &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;removeImpression(); &lt;/script&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="trackingEnabledModule" name="trackingEnabledModule" modulename="Related News (Auto)" moduleid="10036174"&gt;               &lt;script language="javascript"&gt;addImpression("10036174_Related News (Auto)");&lt;/script&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="columnRight"&gt;&lt;div class="relatedRail gridPanel grid2"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;     &lt;!-- Exception rendering module on server  --&gt;          &lt;/script&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="articleText"&gt; &lt;span id="midArticle_start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span id="midArticle_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="focusParagraph"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CANBERRA (Reuters) - Parents used to save for their children's weddings but now there's another major rite of passage to fund before they even leave home -- the school formal or prom, a booming industry which seems recession-proof..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, who cares about my prom skeptical alter ego. I for one, the optimistic forward looking lover, have my own plans to be happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios to all!&lt;br /&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/6654693-5514652091087202689?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5514652091087202689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5514652091087202689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5514652091087202689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5514652091087202689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/epilogue-ii-pre-promness.html' title='Epilogue II: Pre-promness'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7547228312681935776</id><published>2009-12-03T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:27:29.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dots</title><content type='html'>Someone tell me where is the best place to put a disclaimer as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh and by the way, DISCLAIMER:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PAGE DOES NOT WORK PROPERLY WITH FIREFOX. THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7547228312681935776?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7547228312681935776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7547228312681935776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7547228312681935776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7547228312681935776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/dots.html' title='Dots'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1636586873436511255</id><published>2009-12-02T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:30:06.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aces High</title><content type='html'>A few more days into freedom has 'de-wierded' my brain somewhat. though occasionally i still feel compelled to shout 'yohoho and a bottle of rum' randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha. while being all 'rehab' and working up a sweat in the gym, we also finally managed to pull off a successful beach day with much sun, wind and absence of rain. it was really good, save the showering pit. yeah. i took off with leen to paya lebar after that to eat at suki sushi, where we ate an incredibly delicious dish of cheese sauce coated mussels. wow. yum yum. i still want some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm about to go off to the library now in search of books and inspiration - so i'll just leave with some tidbits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book of the week: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dating Hamlet: Ophelia's Story&lt;/span&gt; by Lisa Fiedler&lt;br /&gt;Song of the week: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resistance &lt;/span&gt;by Muse&lt;br /&gt;Game of the week: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy VI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and a snippet from skype fun + cool camera effects. leen decided to take snapshots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxXfDgkH44I/AAAAAAAABAw/whKJFhoPibs/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxXfDgkH44I/AAAAAAAABAw/whKJFhoPibs/s320/Video+call+snapshot+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410475778729567106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love is our resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1636586873436511255?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1636586873436511255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1636586873436511255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1636586873436511255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1636586873436511255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/12/aces-high.html' title='Aces High'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxXfDgkH44I/AAAAAAAABAw/whKJFhoPibs/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6720766598461377455</id><published>2009-11-29T12:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:04:43.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear. (Epilogue I - After the As)</title><content type='html'>Alright dudes first ever real blogpost ever since 14 years of education ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely no examination (I'm referring to the A Levels here) to ask people 'how was it'? for. Because: who cares? we have 3-4 month wait before the results come! In fact i'm a little early since many people are actually not finished, so to all who haven't finished a 'let's go, let's go!' and to those who have, well done and don't think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels surreal honestly that it has finished. It didn't involve (even though moose rightly said it should) the 'hiring of a hall'. Heh. I mean it doesn't feel like much! Or i should say it doesn't feel as much as what one would expect after the end of As. As compared to the years with 4P in RI, this end certainly came relatively quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say it's not/hasn't been fun! Pursuit of interests now lies awaiting. Time to feel up my sticks (drum sticks, mind) and other instruments (musical, mind, for 'whereby hangs a tale, sir?' 'Marry sir, by many a wind instrument that i know.'), my pen (for writing, mind), and my ball (mouse ball, mind). And loving a certain dear all day long (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after lit the 7B lit troupe trooped to wheelock for dinner! Though the Pepsi there cost more than Mad Jack's 'potions', and the pastas way over 10 bucks, the parmesan was pretty good. We were joined by ajay and phoon, the hilarious ever compatible couple, which ensured our later plans. While the girls left for far east, we headed for dhoby ghaut, first going the wrong way under leadership of our dear captain sp(h)oon :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm you read that right. we were. the last time we wered* was so long ago. (gymming) So we were doing that in the morning. Supposedly we were to were (apologies :P) at 10.30, but we ended up only starting at 11.45 thanks to sluggishness of a certain moose on the loose and an E demon. Thereafter we trooped off for unplanned shopping which was just a good walk for me. I spotted a nice tie, which i bought yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday i picked my little tree up from junction 8 after her jap paper! we ate at udders and a very nice bak kut teh stall that we hunted in aljunied for lunch. Then the rest of the day was spent at my house with dear (: we had instant noodles for dinner after she got a craving for cup noodles. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday hailed movies! watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; with my family, which is a nice movie for the big screen because of the effects. Though the plot lacked a certain spark to it, the overall film was still quite a good creation, in my opinion! (*pats leen*) and then in the evening i joined up with moose, his bro, peng and eddie for a much awaited 'training session'. Every single match was surely won. But then there was a blackout right after a game host quit, and the lardy lanshop to 30 minutes to get their power back on. We spent the waiting time &lt;strike&gt;puffing it out at a corner &lt;/strike&gt; exploring the place in the dark. AND WE GOT NO DISCOUNT. LIKE TURF. Make us wait so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i got the abovementioned tie in the evening, before going to meet leen at kembangan for really good kidney mee sua! and we spent the night walking around under the moon, meeting pregnant cats, looking at dresses and neoprint shops, and sitting under lamposts and coconut trees by kallang river. It says 'beware of coconuts' there. really! Hahaha. But i stole something from leen (:  happy! HEHE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm preparing for my first piano lesson in um, 6 weeks? haven't practised at all dudes, this is gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get well soon leen!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxHykatuEcI/AAAAAAAABAo/IETldOeZQ8I/s1600/Leoson515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxHykatuEcI/AAAAAAAABAo/IETldOeZQ8I/s320/Leoson515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409371334908973506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream from udders (: *heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6720766598461377455?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6720766598461377455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6720766598461377455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6720766598461377455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6720766598461377455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/11/wear-epilogue-i-after-as.html' title='Wear. (Epilogue I - After the As)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SxHykatuEcI/AAAAAAAABAo/IETldOeZQ8I/s72-c/Leoson515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3710986735840909775</id><published>2009-11-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:27:39.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twist and shout</title><content type='html'>hurrayyyyy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3710986735840909775?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3710986735840909775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3710986735840909775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3710986735840909775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3710986735840909775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/11/twist-and-shout.html' title='twist and shout'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5059496179105870032</id><published>2009-11-09T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:20:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles and miles</title><content type='html'>To everyone who might see this still:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5059496179105870032?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5059496179105870032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5059496179105870032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5059496179105870032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5059496179105870032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/11/miles-and-miles.html' title='Miles and miles'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-772858342837074128</id><published>2009-09-27T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:46:00.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(once again) we're not alone here</title><content type='html'>And here i was supposed to have a pre-prelim blog entry. Never mind though, here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prelims, most people seem to have a new take on life. I for one, still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just had a most celebratory weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little reprise back to life, before we are thrown back into the fray. Ironic, really, seeing that not so long ago, we were longing for a reprise FROM life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, never mind. This is student life, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-772858342837074128?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/772858342837074128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=772858342837074128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/772858342837074128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/772858342837074128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-again-were-not-alone-here.html' title='(once again) we&apos;re not alone here'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2270062982979543344</id><published>2009-09-04T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:45:19.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eileen's eighteen!</title><content type='html'>she had fun.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(friday night)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2270062982979543344?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2270062982979543344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2270062982979543344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2270062982979543344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2270062982979543344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/09/eileens-eighteen.html' title='eileen&apos;s eighteen!'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2309842766029777591</id><published>2009-08-26T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:59:48.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all...</title><content type='html'>It's on the way, on the way. oops. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright to everyone in this! we'll make it! don't stress so much that it kills you (and your brain cells!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a bit, (:&lt;br /&gt;leo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2309842766029777591?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2309842766029777591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2309842766029777591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2309842766029777591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2309842766029777591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-all.html' title='To all...'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5626448180348889673</id><published>2009-07-11T17:55:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:34:29.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floor and Faw</title><content type='html'>*engine sounds* BLOG STARTS UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot to place on the table, and it's time to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return TO the jamming studio. two words: music, fun. In addition we very much welcome sydney to our lineup! And kudos to the elevator band for a groovy 'psychosocial'. Yay us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return OF the ct papers. Well they always say 'someone's got to do it' as if the difficulty of being in posession and power over the marks and papers is a million times more asphyxiating than the student pressure of getting them back. Please note: 'Someone's got to recieve it,' period. Still it wasn't so bad. Everything improved. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to school life. Things have gotten much more complicated (but also easier, in certain areas) thanks to the h1n1 outbreak. The first two weeks of alert were the worst. They might as freaking well have cancelled school right from the start. See, here we are with a multitude of cases, our first mortalities, and to top it all off, a 'segregated classroom arrangement'. All's well and good with school life, evidently. Just so happens that our prelims are in four weeks, A levels in about a 100 days, and us J2s don't have cca enclaves anymore. Speaking of which, i hope Lawsoc is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ADVERT: READ THE LATEST VERSION OF LAWPUB (OI BLEE AND HP, WHERE'S THE REFINED VERSION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also had my NS checkup, at which i arrived at further confirmations of the thesis that arts subjects are not meant to be studied for, and also got to know of a new famous restaurant near my house. How neat and fruitful a trip that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition plods on well, at least i manage to finish tuition homework. UNLIKE school homework. But school life generally has not suffocated me yet, thanks to brilliant people like hp, called friends. And eileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was the best ever, for sure (: not special because of anything but one person. Yup you succeeded in making it the best birthday! Food hunt! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SnsNEKUKRrI/AAAAAAAABAg/Arlbxd4EI2o/s1600-h/DSC03065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366897746081629874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SnsNEKUKRrI/AAAAAAAABAg/Arlbxd4EI2o/s320/DSC03065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;..and the saturday was ice skating!! hurray yayness. (my best birthday gift. i mean it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIFE STORY STATUS: TO BE CONTINUED. HEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=====&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally the long awaited Hot Leg vs Stone Gods Arena 4! Two Live Videos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Leg presents - Prima Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55GVHDikQdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55GVHDikQdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Gods presents - Knight Of The Living Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="490" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ph1U2Rk3MQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ph1U2Rk3MQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Epics. You decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5626448180348889673?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5626448180348889673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5626448180348889673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5626448180348889673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5626448180348889673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/07/floor-and-faw.html' title='Floor and Faw'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SnsNEKUKRrI/AAAAAAAABAg/Arlbxd4EI2o/s72-c/DSC03065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1798256358900555058</id><published>2009-07-11T17:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:51:37.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a rosebud</title><content type='html'>This is really bad lag apologies :( &lt;strike&gt;But here's a little teaser while i try to find time to update&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'll try to update a little before i turn officially 18 and legal and arrogant. The cts went expectedly; well now results are back. WELL. I passed two econs essays out of the three. Commendable, no? Math went rockin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band is still on a hiatus, and finally after the month, i think we're reopening this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-CTs went spiffingly, beginning on WEDNESDAY, where moose and i bid goodbye to all in school before proceeding to a &lt;em&gt;lan shop&lt;/em&gt;, giving &lt;em&gt;regular updates&lt;/em&gt; on our activities and game progresses on our &lt;strong&gt;fb statuses&lt;/strong&gt; while we were there. Aww come on, it was all about helping to motivate you guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup and went out with eileen dear to celebrate, where we ate at manhatten's at our favourite place (iluma!), and after that the happiest stoning session i've ever had. But that's a given, cause being with leen is always the happiest thing ever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came monday, where I spent the holiday dedicated to us la'youths with 4P. hilarity as usual ensued, as we would relive our paradisical days in RI. Tsk at ben, though. AND WHERE'S MY SENTOSA WTH? Make me wake up so early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation of the return of CT papers this time seemed more mild, probably due to desensitisation and pressure. Well, more on that in a while, when i move on to 'life after getting back papers' in the next entry. Sorry i've to be so brief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Leg Vs Stone Gods Arena 3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACOUSTICS!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktails - Hot Leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3GUSdAS7dqE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3GUSdAS7dqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man-rock whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalene Street - Stone Gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this one's amazing. sounds amazing acoustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5eKVqE7kcuk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5eKVqE7kcuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1798256358900555058?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1798256358900555058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1798256358900555058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1798256358900555058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1798256358900555058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/07/heres-rosebud.html' title='Here&apos;s a rosebud'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-726005793166467079</id><published>2009-06-28T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:51:37.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arena #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SkdK532vKjI/AAAAAAAABAY/FvYfwosPaXA/s1600-h/IMG_1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352329040259656242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SkdK532vKjI/AAAAAAAABAY/FvYfwosPaXA/s320/IMG_1190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol wenqi iz evilz.) memorable times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 18th yona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;LOL. check this (from a facebook ad): "Still no iphone? We're giving out iphones!" Hilarious. It should be: "Already have your iphone? It's old! New generation iphones now on the market!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor consumers. Lesson? Don't get enticed into the loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BESIDES. CTs start tmr. &lt;/p&gt;My sis' jam studio initiation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SkcppgzTIYI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ByDIfN8LkLY/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352292475309597058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SkcppgzTIYI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ByDIfN8LkLY/s320/photo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us doing our improvised instrumental solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh another thing. MY CTS END ON WEDNESDAY. HAH! okay back to panicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;Arena 2 of Hot Leg vs Stone Gods. We have two more single videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Drink The Water by Stone Gods&lt;/strong&gt; (WAHAHAH i love this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkSWqCf3yxw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkSWqCf3yxw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've Met Jesus by Hot Leg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnETYe5-GTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnETYe5-GTE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-726005793166467079?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/726005793166467079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=726005793166467079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/726005793166467079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/726005793166467079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/06/arena-2.html' title='Arena #2'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SkdK532vKjI/AAAAAAAABAY/FvYfwosPaXA/s72-c/IMG_1190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4138205209933752227</id><published>2009-06-19T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:54:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Gap</title><content type='html'>Point being, that there's been enough lag. And this holiday is not one for lagging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I am still, as you can tell. Darn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So since the 11th, it's still been mugging tuition, jamming. The progress? Well the jam far outstrips the mug in this case, and i'm highly not ashamed of it. Recorded a reptilia rendition, but the camera seriously needs a better place to be at. And moose got his fingerskin owned during the last session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SjuJCbuLr6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/c2xrm-BABE8/s1600-h/memoryman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019657326800802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SjuJCbuLr6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/c2xrm-BABE8/s320/memoryman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choon setting up the memory man delay pedal. lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019659520150210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SjuJCj5HisI/AAAAAAAABAA/5Rf-Vh6czzc/s320/reptilia13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The band (missing hp) on reptilia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile more mugging at the beach! eileen! (: The beach makes people with cameras trigger happy. Lots of photos but i'm not spamming yall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;======&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARENA ONE of HOT LEG VS STONE GODS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pitting two single music videos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cocktails by Hot Leg:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOLthJnrdEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOLthJnrdEY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start of Something by Stone Gods:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CE1O50sHgaY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CE1O50sHgaY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4138205209933752227?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4138205209933752227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4138205209933752227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4138205209933752227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4138205209933752227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-gap.html' title='Missing the Gap'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SjuJCbuLr6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/c2xrm-BABE8/s72-c/memoryman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5194940650774202168</id><published>2009-06-11T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:08:25.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Leg vs Stone Gods</title><content type='html'>To pick up from the backlog, we were all well into the last couple of weeks of term 2 and hot on our toes for the gp ct. the rest is steeped too much in history. Moose got his new guitar, while i got my new sticks to replace my ONE dearly beloved maple 5A which i dropped who knows where. All at a slashed price and we were pretty happy. Swee Lee power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hurray for Edmund Ponner (yeah we're official now ok :P). Jam session 08.06.09 was nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_YhUrTRRI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/EnqGEmjyVMY/s1600-h/sna02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345729349709677842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_YhUrTRRI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/EnqGEmjyVMY/s320/sna02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming our version of Seven Nation Army. Though we were mostly slacking in this attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to hecks with the gp ct. I couldn't be more pissed with the comprehension, but that's besides the point. Well eileen and i went to watch angels &amp;amp; demons after that, and it's pretty good. Gan's birthday party was on the sunday of that week too; we took to a little bugis trip the saturday of the previous week after mugging at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photostory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_ZdiMKjqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/nB-vDjOi_B0/s1600-h/Picture+0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345730384129330850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_ZdiMKjqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/nB-vDjOi_B0/s320/Picture+0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging at home. we managed to alright!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_Zd5BVRsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8yOqtJsLXmk/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345730390257911490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_Zd5BVRsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8yOqtJsLXmk/s320/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iluma. it's definitely our place leen! especially that shop, ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_ZeAmz8rI/AAAAAAAAA_w/OwhRMZK6HtY/s1600-h/n1066472516_486945_466996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345730392294159026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_ZeAmz8rI/AAAAAAAAA_w/OwhRMZK6HtY/s320/n1066472516_486945_466996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo! before we entered the karaoke room, where more hilarity ensued. including "ni shi de mei yi ye." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was seriously hardcore lit. From morning till mid afternoon, monday-thursday. Whew. At least it's over now. But i still have to go back to school sporadically, and i can't understand how some people can actually have no holiday lessons at all. Like 0. Man. But it don't matter no. I got to mug at the beach with leen on fri (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a little segment of the jamming vid is up on facebook for now! enjoy that first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off again. i'll try not to take so long to come back here. x) looking forward to the next jam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5194940650774202168?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5194940650774202168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5194940650774202168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5194940650774202168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5194940650774202168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-leg-vs-stone-gods.html' title='Hot Leg vs Stone Gods'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Si_YhUrTRRI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/EnqGEmjyVMY/s72-c/sna02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4778819563762209360</id><published>2009-05-29T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:50:37.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supermassive (backlog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/ShQXRkUN3GI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fmo_CXvVE30/s1600-h/DSC01589+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337917048914566242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/ShQXRkUN3GI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fmo_CXvVE30/s320/DSC01589+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing on a friday night. pretty la eileen (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the chinese dancers were amazing. I was quite impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=====&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THERE'S A BIG BACKLOG ALREADY, I KNOW I'M LAGGING. grah. a lot of interesting things happened over the past weeks, and they're still lots happening now. i need to blog more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway here arrives a welcome "break". june hols has begun. the big test looms ever closer. moose went to get his new pickups today, while i made my way to a small rclf 08 gathering, but then he only realised he'd left his receipt in school AFTER he arrived at city hall. life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was really nice seeing the rclf guys again, albeit only a 4-man gathering. we bowled our arms (as in, we went bowling) off waiting for 'horza' before having a really great dinner at pizza hut. two 18 year olds and two 19 year olds. two singaporeans and two others. *ahem* KIDDING :D. we make a bohemian procession at marina square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's all the best to you kunaal in your future endeavours and at UCLA! and to clarence with NS - yes my time will come i know. and to vivien, let's meet the big As head on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sh_-mLLxyrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/PEpmp-tnqt4/s1600-h/DSC01939(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341267614875372210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sh_-mLLxyrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/PEpmp-tnqt4/s320/DSC01939(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIRTHDAYS: YN, YIKS, CHEE (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[note from 7B: look out for the cool steph around school!]&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/6654693-4778819563762209360?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4778819563762209360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4778819563762209360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4778819563762209360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4778819563762209360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/05/supermassive-backlog.html' title='Supermassive (backlog)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/ShQXRkUN3GI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fmo_CXvVE30/s72-c/DSC01589+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2334449835032359126</id><published>2009-05-14T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:45:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(eileen will be) dancing on a friday night</title><content type='html'>heeee i can't wait. jiayou leen dear!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2334449835032359126?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2334449835032359126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2334449835032359126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2334449835032359126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2334449835032359126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/05/eileen-will-be-dancing-on-friday-night.html' title='(eileen will be) dancing on a friday night'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7011424891693553312</id><published>2009-05-10T22:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:31:14.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wabbit</title><content type='html'>happy mothers' day ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SgbfqPZWs1I/AAAAAAAAA-w/3kK3sCY-Wmc/s1600-h/Leoson472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334196725447308114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SgbfqPZWs1I/AAAAAAAAA-w/3kK3sCY-Wmc/s320/Leoson472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By some insane shot of something (i don't know) i managed to ace the first half of arpeggios today. And did normal distribution properly purely from memory during tuition. Ed was being rather lethargic, he's having three matches in a row - this morning being the very first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love long weekends, and there has been so many of them already, this year! This time, i'm taking some time off to catch up with the long delayed entry on the WG outing from eons ago. Speaking of which, YN has already uploaded the EGM photos on facebook, which may take some time before appearing here; they're priceless! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also i'm supposed to be studying for econs and chem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[28 May WG outing]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SgftmczDvbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/i-oy4H74238/s1600-h/DSC00951(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334493528464801202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SgftmczDvbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/i-oy4H74238/s320/DSC00951(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above: where we played cards, for about 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;we decided to meet at 11am, for an inexplicable reason (we stayed out till 10.30 the previous day). i'm not regretting it though :D thanks douglas for organizing!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In retrospect we did a whole load of nothing. How did we manage to spend 12 hours at vivo - and we didn't manage to catch a movie too - i don't know! Our basic itinerary was:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Walk around. Talk about dress sense (obviously mine was the best. right?)&lt;br /&gt;2. Find a place to eat. We settled for Food Republic, on some chairs that didn't look like chairs; we eventually decided to sit on them anyway, after deliberating for about 15 minutes. I still don't think are, actually.&lt;br /&gt;3.We went to the arcade to have assorted fun. Para Para, DDR, Time Crisis, and some pro dudes on drum mania. (We left the arcade at about 3+?)&lt;br /&gt;4.We then shifted to the amphi to play cards, somehow all the way till 6pm ++. To be even more precise, we played the same game ('asshole' big two) within that duration.&lt;br /&gt;5.Dinner! At thai express. argh. =.= the smell of the spices themselves was overpowering. I took something light under my wing. (or more like, under my uvulva)&lt;br /&gt;6. We were, supposed to go back, but a forum on everything under the sun started(well, it was us, no surprise) and we managed to talk for close to two hours outside the entrance to the mrt station. lovely ((: Yisheng, eileen and myself went our easterly ways, engaged in more philosophical discussion, and I caught the last 155 bus from eunos, reaching home close to twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to watch a movie, but our movie of choice wasn't airing anymore, so we were subject to spontaneity's delights. What i wore was the target of many comments, including "You think we're really going to the beach ah?" from austin. Thanks for the compliments guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still pretty sure that those aren't chairs. Who would in the right mind sits directly in front of and facing another table, and being elevated, is forced to look in a perpendicular slope down towards the occupants of the mentioned table? Primally, it is not very comfortable and also quite rude, so i don't think any designer would conjure something like this? *inflection*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh. Arcades these days are so varied, that old veterans myself can only be dazzled by the spanking new bohemian machines, and stick to our own.. I still prefer parapara first mix over the second one. 老了老了! (old already, old already) Sigh, when time crisis, hotd, daytona and para was all the rage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AMPHI! where bb09 hung out after external activity from orientation. It's a really nice place, whether day or night. We sat down to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It tracked my rise from an asshole through the ranks of society and nobility, managing to reach queen before ending my reign with a commoner/duke status. with yisheng holding the fort as king on my right, it was quite smooth sailing for a while, as i rode on his boot. Halfway through eileen (on my left) and i had to band together, and pull through our prostitute/commoner combination without suffering from being in the 'oppressed masses' strata too much. Well. at least we had steady jobs , which ensured that none of us would finish last. Thereafter we proceeded to take the photo above, and there's nothing zen about asking people to help you take photos, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about thai express man. If need be can tahan, but i DON'T LIKE :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked out to the mrt station, only to be stopped at it's entrance to begin a 1 hour plus long talk-about-anything (which incidentally began with the few of us waiting for a few others to come back from the restroom). A lot was said, and many points made, which made that night one of the most memorable this year (out of many others). Life with wg is so exciting. Even before the long talk, we had a discussion about martial arts and alcohol, while brina and austin stopped for a drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SghTOlgAlrI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5J6cPBqxlug/s1600-h/DSC00953(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334605268669994674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SghTOlgAlrI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5J6cPBqxlug/s320/DSC00953(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then, reluctantly we made our way back home. The philosophical remnants of the discussion went on in a much smaller scale between eileen, yi sheng and myself on the way back, with yi sheng and I playing the role of...perhaps you can say 'left and right-wingers' respectively.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was so sad to leave. I really detest saying goodbyes. It's one thing i've had so much practice with and am still not good at. and much thanks to yi sheng for showing me the way around eunos station. It was damn late. Sms-ing eileen kept me alive for the night and the day after. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--THE END--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such a fond thing to recall. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7011424891693553312?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7011424891693553312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7011424891693553312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7011424891693553312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7011424891693553312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/05/wabbit.html' title='wabbit'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SgbfqPZWs1I/AAAAAAAAA-w/3kK3sCY-Wmc/s72-c/Leoson472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6317396457833451624</id><published>2009-05-07T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:28:24.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers' Guild</title><content type='html'>Guild Ascension. this is so Ragnarok Online. I HEART WG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANDOVER PARTY WAS TODAY. Well. and I believe my successor will do really really well. go mavis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun. but i'm so hungry hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my blogging is degenerating. i'm seriously sucky now. so many things haven't update yet. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is highly inadequate for a post handover post. but i hope, suffice to say, WG rocks. though i don't think it'll ever suffice. I really feel so much more. gan, eileen! you'll always be my chairs and i'll always be your secretary alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6317396457833451624?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6317396457833451624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6317396457833451624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6317396457833451624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6317396457833451624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/05/writers-guild.html' title='Writers&apos; Guild'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-9107880314966961121</id><published>2009-05-02T22:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:03:37.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"back home to mug my chem spa"</title><content type='html'>love our sound clips. ajay and the jai, we rock. (or 'we fusion', to be precise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM SPA. [...] and what the heck i still haven't updated the previous entries properly. I WILL I WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in (incredibly) short now: music, books, dance, ice-skating, and food. annual item is here once more. sigh, it's a bittersweet endeavour - i'm sure you groupies agree XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MARISSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sfx-BFdEteI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZiosA5mCYB0/s1600-h/n696973782_1573694_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331274616008914402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sfx-BFdEteI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZiosA5mCYB0/s400/n696973782_1573694_1273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day of j1-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It goes on. When you got into secondary school, you thought that primary 6 was great. When you were in year 3, you thought year 2 was great. When you entered J1, you thought it sucked compared to secondary life. And now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so many things have passed, in such an unbelievably short span of time, and so many things are new, and different. JC life needs another year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday too, jasmine, in advance :D for i definitely won't be able to post anything tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-9107880314966961121?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/9107880314966961121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=9107880314966961121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/9107880314966961121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/9107880314966961121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-home-to-mug-for-chem-spa.html' title='&quot;back home to mug my chem spa&quot;'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sfx-BFdEteI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZiosA5mCYB0/s72-c/n696973782_1573694_1273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6523609742200015053</id><published>2009-04-24T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:56:26.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>child's play</title><content type='html'>to see life completely that way, yeah i'd love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read dot rehearsals and piano ensem concert! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals went really nicely within the limited time that we had. costumes were bleeding hilarious. cheryl's a great director, and we were all brilliant, given the amount of time we had. mega thumbs-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child's play was nice and cozy, and the music was good. hahaha whatever austin may say, i was still very entertained by the puppet medley. great job, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen! okay i shall not upload the photo first. but i think it's really nice la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou readdot! TMR! 25/04/09!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6523609742200015053?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6523609742200015053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6523609742200015053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6523609742200015053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6523609742200015053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/childs-play.html' title='child&apos;s play'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3962509679575217619</id><published>2009-04-23T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:51:06.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music, foam, mug, and ice-cream (:</title><content type='html'>go readdotstories! 25/04/09! &lt;a href="http://readdotstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://readdotstories.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harrr i'm still foaming sorry. i'm still lagging on blogging about the WG outing, the long-awaited &lt;em&gt;butterfly revelation and &lt;/em&gt;many many of my minute trivialities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, in the recent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sound clip 58 FTW! that jam session rocked. sound clip 58 WHEE. our 4 piece elevator music band. yes ajay we shall do this again soon man.&lt;br /&gt;-hee eileen our mugging plans! it's okay i'll wait! (: but the last one was really fun. ended up going to ben &amp;amp; jerry's with tat wai joining us for a while. freecone freecone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter eileen and i had dinner, before the long trip home as fellow easterners. yes my telepathic friend we must be productive from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem mock spa wasn't as bad as i thought. i seriously thought i'd get stuck at method and do nothing else except sniffing in chem lab fumes and trying to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Leong's presentation at WG today was really good. I think many of us gained many insights from him! I'm really glad now, looking at first email i sent to him to invite him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;no worries, for blessed are the people who can &lt;strong&gt;give without remembering and take without forgetting. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3962509679575217619?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3962509679575217619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3962509679575217619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3962509679575217619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3962509679575217619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-foam-mug-and-ice-cream.html' title='music, foam, mug, and ice-cream (:'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5782195191378903106</id><published>2009-04-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:29:05.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foam party</title><content type='html'>argh foaming. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5782195191378903106?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5782195191378903106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5782195191378903106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5782195191378903106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5782195191378903106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/foam-party.html' title='foam party'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3913777880993122710</id><published>2009-04-09T23:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:11:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of penguins, koalas and bunnies</title><content type='html'>i must tell you about yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, it's ironic that math is the subject to give me my very first A in JC life. HAHA I AM NOT PARTICULARLY OVERJOYED (ok fine, maybe i am) but still, i made like 9 marks worth of careless mistakes, so still i could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was the worst of the worst. I've probably told the story of yesterday's horrifying PE a zillion times over, but it never gets old. Argh i'm still aching from it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of first when you hear 'handball'? Obviously for most people, it is the exciting, fun and seemingly simple "use-your-hands" version of soccer. So I thought too. At first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that the 'handball' we were going to play was one in which we had to keep at least 3 limbs on the floor at all times. 'out-of-pool-waterpolo', one might term it. Sadly, the hilarity factor was hardly enough consolation for the after-effects of this bohemian activity. i was left with sore arms, sore back, sore lower back and a sore ass for about 1 and half weeks to come. (apologies, this entry is lagging real bad, i know). About halfway through the game, most of us just gave up trying to get from one end of the playing field to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The repercussions were seriously, to put it loosely, quite serious. I couldn't play the piano, drums, and sleep properly for an extended period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, good friday and easter came around, with a family trip to downtown east and wild wild wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[to be edited and continued. i hope. sorry for the BIG LAG]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. yes! A! AND IT'S FOR MATH TOO :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.p.s. yes! A! PW!! :D jai!! we rock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sd4chYhzyBI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F-AW5IY52Sc/s1600-h/Picture+0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sd4cqVk7U-I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4JxF-df_OCw/s1600-h/Picture+0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322723323270616034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sd4cqVk7U-I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4JxF-df_OCw/s320/Picture+0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Peace on earth -&lt;br /&gt;come visit, easter bunny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3913777880993122710?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3913777880993122710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3913777880993122710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3913777880993122710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3913777880993122710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-penguins-koalas-and-bunnies.html' title='Of penguins, koalas and bunnies'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sd4cqVk7U-I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4JxF-df_OCw/s72-c/Picture+0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4322030262662723676</id><published>2009-04-05T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:23:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...and from the ballroom floor, we are in celebration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In days of yore, when a little sec 4 kid named leoson was still prancing around like an nutcase in 4P bliss, managing 4 blogs and 1 publication at the same time, and not knowing the 09s07B he was about to fall in love with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell first, for a song. You got it, that song was Dashboard Confessional's &lt;em&gt;Stolen.&lt;/em&gt; Leaping from their album "Dusk and Summer" in 2006, this song captured the hearts of many; he was especially affected then, for 2007 shoved many consecutive farewells into his face. That year heralded the end of the LDP journey (Yeah Team AG!), friday nights at TLL, and in the most encompassing scale, life in RI. (fine, we're still in RI now, but you get what i mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for the huge preamble, which only serves to make one point: Since then, whenever "stolen" was mentioned, thievery and lost items never came to mind first anymore - it was always the song. Up till now, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually getting all set to jam Stolen (the song) yesterday, i was sorting out the intricacies and roles during the school breaks with moose. and it so happens, that we only discovered the score's non-presence while unpacking in the studio. TURF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bleeding second time that this has happened. I mean, it isn't as if we left the school &lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT CHECKING&lt;/strong&gt;, the tables AND FLOORS were empty both times we left the room (one from class, and the other from lawsoc). And yet, the scores were never in our bags, nope none of them. Granted, we probably did leave them on the table at one point before going off to the toilet or for something like borrowing the vga cable, but the implied inference here leads to something really absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN, WHO EFFIN STEALS MUSIC SHEETS/SCORES?! Random ones printed on random pieces of paper too, not as if they're commercial ones. If you wanted rough paper, you could have just asked me. &lt;strong&gt;Stolen, how ironic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still we had a lovely time, with the lack of 'stolen' (OR RATHER THE PRESENCE OF IT, if you get what i mean), we were forced to have intensive reptilia. and we were good. meanwhile, the return of the chem paper only reinforced my longing for the math paper to return. i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, more on the 2 days spent with WG at poetry slam and vivo soon! with some photos too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SHOULD &lt;strong&gt;REALLY STOP&lt;/strong&gt; RAINING ON SUNDAYS. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pretty MV of Stolen, featuring Juli. the last scene is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2em7d"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2em7d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too early to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;say goodnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4322030262662723676?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4322030262662723676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4322030262662723676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4322030262662723676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4322030262662723676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/stolen.html' title='stolen.'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4203262161317257601</id><published>2009-04-01T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:36:24.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;addicted to the shindig?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The march hols zoomed by with/without a flash, and soon i joined the classroom flanks of people arched over a table, mass calculator pressing, random scribbling and whispering as soft as possible all the vulgarities one ever wanted to say to a school subject. Complaints about the supposed "intense cold", a definite morning star in last years' exams were still around this year, but surprisingly this time i actually felt warm for the most part. maybe it's just because of math :D math, you hot naughty thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many achievements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)As implied above, I DID NOT USE A SWEATER AT ALL THIS TIME (:&lt;br /&gt;2)I felt happy doing the econs paper.&lt;br /&gt;3)We (hp and I) managed to mug econs at choon's house! We are the man. i mean - "the men".&lt;br /&gt;4)Subway cookies for examination win! (hee mari would know)&lt;br /&gt;5)Finishing a math paper 30 minutes before the allocated time. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;6)Feeling extremely high on math day (((((((:&lt;br /&gt;7)Not going out on the last day of papers - thursday, hee - because i suddenly felt really really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8)...Which was a good thing because the next day was WG outing. god i love WG. little did i know we were going to go out for two days in a row. both days i arrived back home at around 12am ++ and slept at 2, and second day was 12 hours spent just at harbourfront. More on this in the next entry, but i was walking around like a zombie on sunday ._. Ha, and eileen you rock you're my best lethargic buddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and school's back! like what the heck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to jam, and am addicted to the blues. I NEED MORE BLUES. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever wonder if it's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;all for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy april fool's day (because i can't think up of a good joke at the moment) watch out during assembly tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4203262161317257601?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4203262161317257601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4203262161317257601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4203262161317257601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4203262161317257601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-stop.html' title='can&apos;t stop'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-9123592552180713903</id><published>2009-03-22T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:04:56.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dreams are back</title><content type='html'>subway meltz FTWWWWWWWWWWWW. subway is now a weekly hangout, thanks to math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week's been thrilling, and i try to mean this in as not sarcastic a way as possible. I JUST UNDERSTOOD Differential Equations, like yesterday, whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, i DO get to go out, but. mugging outings. and it's not the kind where you actually get to beat someone up and take their cash. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you even have to "chope" spaces at the NLB on weekdays during school holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the music, and you, dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to plunge into the fray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I WANT TO GO TO THE BEACH, CRIES*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;epic 10 minute version of sultans of swing, dire straits live in 2006.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2nQZPC2uTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2nQZPC2uTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;you feel alright,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you hear the music ring -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-9123592552180713903?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/9123592552180713903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=9123592552180713903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/9123592552180713903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/9123592552180713903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams-are-back.html' title='The dreams are back'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6208816679883916149</id><published>2009-03-15T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:56:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesque</title><content type='html'>It should stop raining on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i had a really cute encounter at my music studio. There was this boy at the staircase doors who kindly held the door open for me while i was on my way to the windows for a breather; he was about 9 or 10 years old. I was delighted to see this. And when i returned from my 5 minute reprieve, he was still there! Yep, still opening doors for people. Everytime someone approaches, he would go behind those doors and pull them open with both hands with an expression of gratified effort. I wondered for quite a while then, "Whose child is this?" but i never got to see the answer. Had to rush back to the piano room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;BBDF '08 peeps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sb52Q9jDBPI/AAAAAAAAA94/cEwyg4Fi43I/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313814644115309810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sb52Q9jDBPI/AAAAAAAAA94/cEwyg4Fi43I/s320/DSC00440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Miles, Director Hash, and HP the lights dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely separate note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU DHS TEAM FOR FUNAN INTERSCHOOL DOTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i HATE liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Sultans of Swing with young Dire Straits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IW21mHcrE9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IW21mHcrE9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6208816679883916149?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6208816679883916149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6208816679883916149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6208816679883916149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6208816679883916149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/03/picturesque.html' title='Picturesque'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/Sb52Q9jDBPI/AAAAAAAAA94/cEwyg4Fi43I/s72-c/DSC00440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1075102508432775670</id><published>2009-03-12T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:11:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the sun fall, the moon, rise</title><content type='html'>CHEERS! 777th post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not entirely sure if the sigh-worthy sunsets in the recent week have been in some way related to the horrendous weather, but it's a silver lining if I'd ever seen an obvious one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. this has been a musical and peaceful week. I'm into the song looping mood again, two gems: &lt;em&gt;Sultans Of Swing &lt;/em&gt;by Dire Straits, and Andy Timmons' &lt;em&gt;Electric Gypsy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simultaneously suffer from a post-napfa burnout, which has removed all motivation for me to train whatsoever (even though there's NS still looming ahead) - while waking up to a nightmarish fact that the CTs are barely 10 days away. but post-cca dinner today rocked, what with it being the last day of term and all, and choon with his spanking new american deluxe, which we're gonna rock out with at the studio tomorrow. can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, catch C&lt;em&gt;hameleon Juice&lt;/em&gt; on live n' loaded at 11pm later! featuring eugene (whee) and rjc jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WG camp photos!! night games and station games were a highlight too, sadly didn't get any photos from those :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxN4tTsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/TLVWro8m4aw/s1600-h/Feb%2B29%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312298971722239682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxN4tTsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/TLVWro8m4aw/s320/Feb%2B29%2B026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday diwei! (observe beheaded cream mouse on cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTw7IJF3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Q2tbwfxfn4U/s1600-h/DSC02557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312298966686701426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTw7IJF3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Q2tbwfxfn4U/s320/DSC02557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after night games. resting and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxtpMJmI/AAAAAAAAA9w/UXp6Q1o_J_I/s1600-h/DSC02576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312298980247086690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxtpMJmI/AAAAAAAAA9w/UXp6Q1o_J_I/s320/DSC02576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(imagery.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxT7SyzI/AAAAAAAAA9o/aEvLsAB5Kak/s1600-h/DSC02566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312298973343697714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxT7SyzI/AAAAAAAAA9o/aEvLsAB5Kak/s320/DSC02566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sujin.abel.leoson.eileen. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, after the space octopus attack in &lt;em&gt;I Believe In A Thing Called Love, &lt;/em&gt;the story continues as their spaceship malfunctions and lands on a planet near an island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please clap for my all-time favourite by The Darkness, &lt;em&gt;Friday Night&lt;/em&gt;! (watch as the video is continued over at the beginning from scenes from &lt;em&gt;I Believe In A Thing Called Love - &lt;/em&gt;check previous post for that MV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClVZfJJzy78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClVZfJJzy78&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY NIGHTTTTT! (which comes tomorrow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1075102508432775670?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1075102508432775670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1075102508432775670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1075102508432775670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1075102508432775670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-sun-fall-moon-rise.html' title='Let the sun fall, the moon, rise'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SbkTxN4tTsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/TLVWro8m4aw/s72-c/Feb%2B29%2B026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5457559837461115812</id><published>2009-03-08T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:17:24.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>COLDPLAY. i want go. :/ (okay this is an outdated want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an extra hour of sleep for a night really does wonders. hm i want it now. wish there was a magical wardrobe which i could sleep in for as long as i want, and then come out and find out that only a few seconds have passed in the real world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week (week 8) was comparatively mundane placed next to all the other weeks thus far. still, life had much kick to offer -&gt; i.e. preparing for and dreading this week (week 9, which is now almost over) BUT THERE WAS WG CAMP. :D more on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up both econs and chem tests. sadly. and chem wasn't my fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA SILVER - sit and reach, thanks a lot :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aching, mugging, and carrying on with my hunt for good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DF WAS GOOD THIS YEAR. i was slightly miffed when Mdm Lim said "i think this year's plays were much better than last year's" though. HMPH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing on from the last video of &lt;em&gt;Love Is Only A Feeling, &lt;/em&gt;once again we have The Darkness, with the outrageous hit &lt;em&gt;I Believe In A Thing Called Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="253" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/gFkxu4GZLm/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/gFkxu4GZLm/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="253" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jlalee/video/RLIU4-f7/the-darkness-i-believe-in-a-thing-called-love-music-video/"&gt;I Believe In A Thing Called Love - The Darkness&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;many apologies for this retarded entry, lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5457559837461115812?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5457559837461115812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5457559837461115812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5457559837461115812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5457559837461115812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/03/lion-witch-and-wardrobe.html' title='The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-800106504297611455</id><published>2009-02-22T09:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:31:33.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Timeless, the Exceptional, and the Undiscovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sunday morning (rain is falling).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i look in retrospect every time i begin an entry, there are always so many things to talk about, so many. I suppose my life is really highly exciting after all. whoopee. okay shall lay down this entry before i leave the house for music lessons and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mock spa went quite well/BB IS ROCKING YOU :D/another nice jam session - let's cover AUDIOSLAVE!! Like A Stone is such a fun song/8 chin-ups!!!! YES./B for first lit essay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah the 'music review'. 3 sections, contemporary (potentially) timeless, contemporary exceptional and undiscovered. this one's for english songs, will have mandarin and jap/korean ones in coming entries. also, this &lt;strong&gt;does not&lt;/strong&gt; represent my &lt;strong&gt;favourite songs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contemporary timeless (15):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stolen - Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;2. Forever Young - Alphaville&lt;br /&gt;3. Bad Day - Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;4. Friday Night - The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;5. Dare You To Move - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;6. Who Knows - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;7. Shattered Dreams - Johnny Hates Jazz&lt;br /&gt;8. The Game Of Love - Santana feat. Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;9. Numb - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;10. Yellow - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;11. Photograph - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;12. Californication - Red Hot Chilli Peppers&lt;br /&gt;13. Save Me - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;14. Lips Of An Angel - Hinder&lt;br /&gt;15. Sweet Child O' Mine - Guns N' Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stolen&lt;/em&gt; is seriously a gem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, I find a need to distinguish between what is exceptional and what is timeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contemporary exceptional (10):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love Is Only A Feeling - The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;2. The Story Ain't Over - Avantasia&lt;br /&gt;3. Lost In Space - Avantasia&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot N' Cold - Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;5. Blind - Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;6. Speed Of Sound - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;7. Oh! Gravity. - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;8. Won't Go Home Without You - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;9. Rooftops - Lostprophets&lt;br /&gt;10. Dairy Of Jane - Breaking Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The undiscovered (2):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If I'm Not Mistaken - Happenstance&lt;br /&gt;2. Gravity - Stellastory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here! some photos from take 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[take 5 (photos!)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApoYXoR7I/AAAAAAAAA74/zK1U7Q3CYcg/s1600-h/DSC00387+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286134755510194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApoYXoR7I/AAAAAAAAA74/zK1U7Q3CYcg/s320/DSC00387+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before it started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApob3XciI/AAAAAAAAA8A/DBZ1ifcz_dc/s1600-h/DSC00385+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286135693931042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApob3XciI/AAAAAAAAA8A/DBZ1ifcz_dc/s320/DSC00385+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApoujxu1I/AAAAAAAAA8I/FMM7yxZVm-k/s1600-h/DSC00393+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286140712041298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApoujxu1I/AAAAAAAAA8I/FMM7yxZVm-k/s320/DSC00393+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApo1OEcII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/rFLJ-sdkkKg/s1600-h/DSC00394+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286142500040834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApo1OEcII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/rFLJ-sdkkKg/s320/DSC00394+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAppDa3bGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LJmj11pb0nk/s1600-h/DSC00398+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305286146311810146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAppDa3bGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LJmj11pb0nk/s320/DSC00398+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAsmH8UIbI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/21CopFAAZ4Y/s1600-h/DSC00401+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305289394521121202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAsmH8UIbI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/21CopFAAZ4Y/s320/DSC00401+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAsl5I0qII/AAAAAAAAA9I/OqJWD5xp5CI/s1600-h/DSC00402+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305289390547052674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAsl5I0qII/AAAAAAAAA9I/OqJWD5xp5CI/s320/DSC00402+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq2IolwJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H4ciVyvbaDU/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287470561476754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq2IolwJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H4ciVyvbaDU/s320/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1-V6RyI/AAAAAAAAA84/DWPpAHIn3b8/s1600-h/DSC00407+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287467798775586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1-V6RyI/AAAAAAAAA84/DWPpAHIn3b8/s320/DSC00407+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1xeOcMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/UKULc8OzhfI/s1600-h/DSC00408+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287464343990466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1xeOcMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/UKULc8OzhfI/s320/DSC00408+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1lAcuiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/cLWFAdJeX6E/s1600-h/DSC00411(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287460997872162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1lAcuiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/cLWFAdJeX6E/s320/DSC00411(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1b-ughI/AAAAAAAAA8g/f0usuUJjUjM/s1600-h/DSC00409+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287458574729746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaAq1b-ughI/AAAAAAAAA8g/f0usuUJjUjM/s320/DSC00409+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEART :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-800106504297611455?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/800106504297611455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=800106504297611455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/800106504297611455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/800106504297611455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/02/timeless-exceptional-and-undiscovered.html' title='The Timeless, the Exceptional, and the Undiscovered'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SaApoYXoR7I/AAAAAAAAA74/zK1U7Q3CYcg/s72-c/DSC00387+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6265059968334938876</id><published>2009-02-14T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:41:52.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor vincit omnia</title><content type='html'>happy valentine's! (thank you all for the wishes and gifts) i loved yesterday and today, with much gratitude to 7B. i love my class - the reason why the previous two weeks, although draining, were just about the best days of 2009 i've had thus far. (ya la plus alot more other stuff too, but loving your class guarantees you a brilliant school life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to dish out a music review in the next entry, so i shall settle general laif (life) in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such an easy, easy day. i shall quote from my convo earlier on with hp - "well not too exciting but happy enough. exercised, a lunch date, giving out hearts at wheelock while attending the romance volume 2 book launch and after all that back home in time for pizza..." - pretty much sums up the day. And if you're wondering about the lunch date, no, it was nothing romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, the pseudo-valentine 13th, was much less easy, considering the fact that for me it started off with waking up at 5 plus in the morning to finish a lit essay. I seriously felt terrible then, what with sleeping at 1.30am only the day before. But the day passed elegantly, and concluded with a nice dinner at pizza hut's with hp, where we mused over the day's happy events. (which incidentally does not include being splashed collaterally by water guns aimed at ajay as well as a nata de coco later in the day) The class was really great that day, i appreciate 7B even more than ever now. Aiding in my high spirits was also a relatively enjoyable econs lesson, greatly affected by my obtaining of 15/25 in the first econs essay of the year. YEAH MAHN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday also marked the end of lawweek, which after all the effort we put in, staying back almost every single day, i can conclude to be a relative success. so YAY to that too! if any of you haven't heard of it for some reason, it's the reason why the canteen walkway was spammed with random boards and tables with my name on it a while back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wj and moose after arranging the chairs for the first talk of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZglBjm7z6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/q7KMWCzND1k/s1600-h/Leoson342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303029269897400226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZglBjm7z6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/q7KMWCzND1k/s320/Leoson342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[take 5]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left off before take 5 in the last entry - and i really did enjoy it. 7B is so damned talented, there was no doubt whatsoever that sze yen would win the thing, and we are the jai's renditions of songs were really entertaining. I must say, the bands this year sounded really nice. and with the addition of mr siva, what more can you ask for? &lt;strong&gt;I HAVE PHOTOS OF TAKE 5, but can't seem to upload them now, so yea, in the next entry then, when they'll be up on facebook too (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived super early with li ki, and we chilled about while waiting for the rest to come. amazingly, peng was already around, even though he WENT TO SCHOOL BECAUSE HE THOUGHT THERE WAS SCHOOL THAT DAY and had to travel to pasir ris from there -_- took a few photos, messed about at the hotspot dunking booth, DDR, and gladiator, and off to class lunch from there. well, not exactly lunch. shared an ice cream with moose, and went off with weijian and ajay in a spontaneous urge to jam (every one of us had our instruments - and it's a long story why). met jon, mari and karen on the mrt on our way to dhoby, and for our actual lunch, we took our chances with cancer,grabbed the beer-battered fish thingum from the plaza sing basement and rushed to paradiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we had the best jam session i've had in a few months. that session really defined jamming. we just sat down, decided on a key/or a specific blues to play, and just played to each other's whim, with ajay and wj switching between solo/lead and bass, and myself trying out some swing on the drum set. it sounded quite nice okay, i could actually relac and enjoy the music that we were making, and that's not very common in random jam sessions. BLUES FTW, we must do that again. and i want mah brushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o'nite was then too. j1ssss hope you enjoyed it much and don't drift away from your ogs too much!! keep them close like bb09 '08 does! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that saturday was weixiong's *surprise* send-off party - off to australia - a TNS gathering of sorts at titus' house. it was really heartening to see all (well, not really all) the tao nan people so happy and doing so well in many aspects, and we had a lot to catch up. climax of the party was the mass singing of the tao nan school song (WHICH I HAVE A RECORDING OF WAHAHA) in both languages at a bbq pit. well, all the best over there weixiong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally it was also the first rehearsals for the lawweek j1 creative item team, overseen by ajay, nick yun and jotham. i must apologise to the former 2, for not giving them adequate details and making nick wait from like 9 to 2pm. so sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday marked my learning of the 'friday night' drum beat (i must visit the funny looking music school at parkway parade next week) and also the first tuition session with mr lee, where we started on complex numbers. he rocks k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week began, and hardcore-ness ensued. what with law week, lit week, wg's first j1 session etcetera. but it was all fun, and in between i still had run-ins with chilling, dinner, mugging and going home with pretty people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wg session was definitely a highlight. we had MAD LIBS (TLL DAYS!) double whacko and a number of other games, in which i found out more about the new batch of j1s: they are amazing and evil. i so look forward to future wg sessions with them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3wnYm6jI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fEUxxcDdO1I/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303049869574203954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3wnYm6jI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fEUxxcDdO1I/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beginning of the most enjoyable and tragic (for me) game. basically its the game where two people play, each of them having a word above their head. the aim is to find out what their respective words are, and they can only ask each other yes/no questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3w2JyeJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/j4dE2yFMXmA/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303049873538578578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3w2JyeJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/j4dE2yFMXmA/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my cool group. i gave austin "stockings", *evil laugh*, and opposite him is shaun trying to keep a straight face. yijie plays the part of the gleeful onlooker, and meanwhile sujin sits at the back looking deceptively docile with shaun's word - "antique".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3xKyvbBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gjiHH5u7RGg/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303049879079054354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZg3xKyvbBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gjiHH5u7RGg/s320/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT I GOT. YOU EVIL PEOPLE. Long story here, this piece of paper caused the WG meeting to end a full 10 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRALALA and that's all for now! watch for more photos of take 5 and cca soon, here and on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6265059968334938876?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6265059968334938876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6265059968334938876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6265059968334938876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6265059968334938876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/02/amor-vincit-omnia.html' title='Amor vincit omnia'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SZglBjm7z6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/q7KMWCzND1k/s72-c/Leoson342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5581374902208799983</id><published>2009-02-05T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T09:43:04.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than neonate</title><content type='html'>whee. sigh didn't sign up for dramafest this year. perhaps its finally time to be part of the audience, before i graduate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i have to hold off 08/09 conclusions/reflections for a couple of entries more, just to make space for post-debts long overdue and ongoing events, so as to bring this blog back to currency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in recent news, i think i can consider myself to have been to the first ever ball in my entire life on saturday. a "singaporean-styled-ball" so to speak, with more cards and food than there was dancing, but nevertheless still an elegant gathering. caught up with a lot of long time old mates (kids - no longer x) - of my dad's ex-colleagues), took a breather off the high up balcony while soaking in the even windier atmosphere at such a high floor, watched the new season of american idol, and washed my blackjack luck at a 10 round game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;of course we did the traditional "lao yu sheng" or "lo hei" in my dialect, in which everyone who poured some ingredient or other onto the mix must have something good to say related to whatever that was being poured in. hilarity ensued, with things like "甜甜蜜蜜" coming along with the honey, after a long deliberation by uncle ho (there were about 3 or 4 uncle hos there). i happened to be the one with the peanut pellets, so out of a lack of anything else to say i ended up uttering a lame "一粒一分" (under pressure by 学业进步, thanks) which everyone found incredibly funny somehow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in more general news, school life has gotten so much more interesting ever since the arrival of j1s. love the incoming batch of cca-lings. preparations for law week have been going strong (have you seen our banners?!), with the highlight of banner painting last saturday. our j1s are talented, spontaneous people. whoo i love my logs committee, logs ftw (oh the irony)!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my main out of syllabus engagements other than cca included mugging till the cows come home, and jamming. thankfully, our jamming gets better and our repetoire just keeps getting bigger and bigger. &lt;em&gt;On Fire&lt;/em&gt; (Switchfoot) was really good - their keyboard is GOOOOOOOD I WANTT - and reptilia just keeps getting better. just remind me to ask for the better room the next time i book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tomorrow's take 5, and i sincerely hope i'm gonna love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;em&gt;Growing On Me&lt;/em&gt; a few posts back, here is &lt;em&gt;Love is Only A Feeling &lt;/em&gt;by The Darkness, one of the best songs in Permission To Land. one of my two favourites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/50EALZU4D6A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/50EALZU4D6A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh the state of elation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This unison of hearts achieved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had seen, I had touched, I had tasted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i truly believed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the light of my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will tear a hole right through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each cloud that scudded by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to beam on you and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5581374902208799983?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5581374902208799983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5581374902208799983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5581374902208799983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5581374902208799983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-than-neonate.html' title='more than neonate'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1511931130829459117</id><published>2009-01-25T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:32:27.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life VII-II (Circles, the beijing blog II, and more)</title><content type='html'>happy lunar new year to all, in which i will indulge in not angbaos (nor an ox), but a great time with my extremely large extended family, wishing my closests a happy lunar new year, and ill-treating my appetite and teeth with pineapple tarts, love letters and sweets of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first musing that will probably pop to mind here is, "how's life?", to which my reply would be absolutely spiffing, of the tip-top ruffruff etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i actually mean it. the slew of random junk a.k.a scholastic affairs from the first 2 weeks (which in fact, are apparently week 2, and week 3 respectively - its no mystery why Year 6 would be a short one) could do nothing to prevent life from being yet another merry procession, which all of one generation before misses and envies. indeed, the ups and downs, rushes and halts, have been the food of my high spirits since the last time i reported here - which was about when the year began, just as the week of "extra holidays" started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th jan, we finally decided to catch up with the 7B talentime venture, almost 2 months after our previously *fruitful* meeting - marche was good, good, yumyum i wanna go eat there again sometime - at ajay's place. all the way at CLEMENTI :( although the meeting as a whole was definitely more productive than the previous, it still consisted of 80% screwing around and 20% of agenda. nevertheless, we had great fun, listening to ajay play his three guitars and finally deciding on the abba songs we were to perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;7th jan, "dinner-esque" at crystal jade. good food, good friends, good fun. it was cool chill, but it felt kind of "old" though somehow. like a very "mature" form of hanging out. oh no i'm facing an aging crisis! Before the dinner we had a preparatory meeting at Ang Mo Kio Interchange, a rather unfamiliar place filled with random tuition and pedagogy centres with obscure shifty sounding names. Thereafter we trooped over to moose's house, where ed spent all his time there mugging, bak listening to music, and hp and i playing soul calibur till it was dark. This went on with so much engrossment that we overstayed, and as a result had to forgo our &lt;em&gt;GRAND PLAN TO "THE INN"&lt;/em&gt; and rush to suntec for crystal jade. Full and fulsome story + photos can be found at moose's blog, &lt;a href="http://wonder-of-the-night.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://wonder-of-the-night.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; under the 23 jan post. Some teasers here: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1Cl2L8xdI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_msR_g1Qyvc/s1600-h/IMG_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295461954825799122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1Cl2L8xdI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_msR_g1Qyvc/s320/IMG_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1CmZzl88I/AAAAAAAAA6w/vCY4O6w3juA/s1600-h/IMG_0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295461964387316674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1CmZzl88I/AAAAAAAAA6w/vCY4O6w3juA/s320/IMG_0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1Cms_ncaI/AAAAAAAAA64/hJFN-mKzMJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295461969538019746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1Cms_ncaI/AAAAAAAAA64/hJFN-mKzMJ0/s320/IMG_0899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the week was decorated by a 'short' og dinner, and sessions with hp - one full day at my place to churn out our lawsoc duties, and another at NLB for our various research needs. throughout the duration though, we still found time to have fun. i spent a bulk of that time proving dark seer's prowess, and once again showing that dagon is by no means a noob/useless item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k125/Phearthecowz/DS%20Guide/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k125/Phearthecowz/DS%20Guide/Picture2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had to begin, but gladly with a pinch of the fresh and pleasant 'at the beginning' atmosphere. I, and karen too definitely, was real glad to be with 7B again, for decidedly more of lift squeezing, screaming, and clambering up and down from the 7th floor. Unluckily, our home room really ended up being situated on the 7th - A74 to be precise. Lights there seriously need some fixing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back we were once again to lectures and tutorials, but the life was rendered great fun by the interjections of open house, our regular class talentime 'practices', j1s/sec1s, cca meetings, and other trivialities. OH was a real sight, and all the preparations made for it did pay off. My only complaint was the jarring speakers, which would have been much more pleasing if the volume had been turned down slightly. Met a couple of J3s, but didn't see any juniors that i knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8Cy0Co5GI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/AhEb6vZBQy0/s1600-h/Leoson333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295954758797419618" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8Cy0Co5GI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/AhEb6vZBQy0/s320/Leoson333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8Cyp-qzOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/IGZkKFyt5pk/s1600-h/Leoson332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295954756096412898" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8Cyp-qzOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/IGZkKFyt5pk/s320/Leoson332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice booths eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For talentime, our clandestine was at various parts of school, where we would unabashedly sing and play out our decided abba songs, filling wherever we went with noise pollution. No but, i sincerely thought that we sounded pretty nice with all our female vocal talents, and did give marissa a vote of confidence of us getting through on thursday - and so was more than slightly disappointed when we didn't. We shoved on the lt2 stage with our final lineup ALI &amp;amp; THE BABAS: peng, ajay, nik, yen, karen, dian, mari and myself (after spending 15 minutes trying to fix peng's brand new guitar strap on). COULDN'T HEAR A THING AT THE START OMG, but it got better as we progressed, and i started having quite some fun. It got really slow nearing the end though, and every drum breakdown became quite, er, elaborate x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm so we didn't get through, but it was really fun; yes i agree we should do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My windy afternoons were taken up by 3 other things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;CCA.&lt;/strong&gt; A very interesting first lawsoc meeting was held, with all the j1s, and much productivity and amusement went on during the meeting. On WG's side, a very "progressive" meeting on Outlook was held together with rphotog and rpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8CyWaHyRI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wg3VtuFokXg/s1600-h/Leoson331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295954750842849554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX8CyWaHyRI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wg3VtuFokXg/s320/Leoson331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijian addressing the j1s! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Short reunions with the 4P and the ri clique.&lt;/strong&gt; God we're too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;piano lessons and sneaking into the recital hall to practise on the drum set.&lt;/strong&gt; even though it was rather irritating, taking away my only free afternoons in the dawning weeks of school, i had marissa to accompany me on the mrt route to yicha - a nicer way than taking the roundabout 13 route. i enjoyed granddaughter's company much as usual; travel time does matter so much less once you have a transit buddy, sometimes even makes you wish the trip took longer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;jamming. &lt;/strong&gt;we (re)discovered a new spot at dhoby by a stroke of fate, which was very nice, except that the offered rooms were rather small. They even had instruments laid out for those who don't bring theirs. We spent a good 1 hour screwing, with edmund playing the same reptilia bassline i taught him over and over again, and over every single song we attempted to play, even after shahan's arrival. Multiple &lt;em&gt;Growing On Me &lt;/em&gt;trials with hp, another nice You Know My Name with shahan and ajay, and the best &lt;em&gt;The Day That Never Comes &lt;/em&gt;to end the session off, with the two of them as well. Nicely done, i look forward to the next jam i attend, where i will attempt new drum rhythms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijing cont'd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Day 3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first spot was a wax museum that paid incredible attention to detail, there i listened to bits and pieces of interesting chinese history, and then after that it was straight to the great wall to become a 好汉. A majestic thing it was, for a first-timer like myself. We were only allowed 1 hour there, but it was enough to get all huffy puffy. The steps were at certain points rather steep, and even that is perhaps an understatement. I was really awed by the ancient chinese warriors that endeavoured to build this wonder. The Great Wall also happens to be a hotspot for love declarations, ranging from the traditional "lovelocks" (couples locked their hankerchiefs marked with their love on a string along the great wall, a symbol of an unbreakable bond) to the "modern" graffiti kind. Mind you, i found this one drawn with chalk on the OUTSIDE of a fort window rather high up - that's a considerable declaration indeed. photos in the near future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all that lack of oxygen, we had lunch, got to pull some silk -literally, yes - at a silk shop, visited one of the grandest temples in beijing, and haggled 80% price cuts at the free market. fun, no? A nice performance programme was laid out for us at night, brilliant acrobatic acts in the people's theatre, after which we specially ordered peking duck for dinner, which sadly i could not import in part back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Day 4] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not do very much on day 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were treated to a lunch and dance at a jewellery cum restaurant chain, where i successfully recalled something out of my jewellery-encyclopedia-reading young self and managed to tell the difference between an amethyst and sapphire fragment. Upon our return to the hotel, we took a walk around the neighbourhood (a fruitful one, since our hotel was really located in a residential area), and yeah, that was really it for day 4! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Day 5] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell, farewell, to the country and our dear guides. Picking up the papers before entering the plane home, i got to know of the death of Ms Lo Hwei Yen. (F)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flight back was essentially similar to the departure flight, except that this time i watched Hellboy 2, and completed less of the math TYS than during the the latter. upon touchdown in singapore, i immediately messaged hp, to induct ourselves back to intern/feelro life. That was also when my sister's madness gave rise to "The Rejected Americans".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- END. -&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/6654693-1511931130829459117?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1511931130829459117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1511931130829459117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1511931130829459117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1511931130829459117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-vii-ii-circles-beijing-blog-ii-and.html' title='Life VII-II (Circles, the beijing blog II, and more)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SX1Cl2L8xdI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_msR_g1Qyvc/s72-c/IMG_0859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5999521463605935303</id><published>2009-01-04T19:21:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:34:09.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life VII (Circles, the beijing blog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[updated: 18/01]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheeww. Life VII. &lt;strong&gt;[13/01 apologies for the lag. when i'm done with all the shit i'll continue posting. some parts of jc life are really unbearably distasteful.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air conditioning in my room just got fixed a few days back, after two months of living under the shelter of iona (the brilliant two headed fan in my room). Not sure if it's actually a good thing. now that i've already quite gotten used to the fans and natural winds, the aircon amazingly seems to make the room stuffier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the second day of the year was jam day. took off to some 'music merchants' studio with ajay, shahan and pengseng, where we got our just desserts for not properly planning what to jam beforehand. Nevertheless, funness abound, with pengseng and ajay attempting screamo on the dodgy mikes, and we still managed to play out something discernable in the end - &lt;em&gt;You Know My Name&lt;/em&gt;, the Audioslave song from Casino Royale. The drums for that is damn fun :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that night, we had more fun, moose joined us; we went exploring the more 'shady' places of peninsular (ask ajay for details) and to the soup spoon for dinner, where we played bridge for an hour before wandering around tanjong pagar and talking lots of uncouth cock. YEA we love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a week to go, and lots more to do, among which includes open house. how exciting! on a side note, my pw outing has still not been materialised, muchly due to a lack of a proper response from marissa - &lt;strong&gt;I officially HATE YOU NOW granddaughter :'(&lt;/strong&gt; - 1 week left, even "OMG TELL me when you're free" is probably a little late already (but tell me anyway fast fast :D). still, i'm staying hopeful, for i'm not about to let "let's just meet once in dec la" become "let's just meet sometime THIS DEC la" or "let's just meet after we're done with uni/NS la", for that matter. jc ending already, let's have some fun, however little, before we part real soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;real soon. mark these words. in 11 months time, i'll return to this blog entry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Beijing]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Day 1]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day flight - i must admit i was a little put off by that, though SIA didn't disappoint me, as it never has. Ate at popeye's chicken and biscuits (or something like that) for the first time at changi airport, where i scoffed down more biscuits than chicken (they're quite good, really). True to the expositions of the FIRST &amp;amp; SECOND WG ISSUE OF LAST YEAR (remember the one we got during orientation, omg memories), changi airport T3 seems to be quite a hotspot for lagging muggers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that nice meal, we proceeded to wait for the flight, and the rest was rather inconsequential. the flight to beijing was a fruitful one - acting upon the art of stealing time, i finished clone wars as well as 2 topics of the math tys on that particular flight. (: Arrived at beijing feeling surreal, and got picked up by our guide (yes, we had him to ourselves WHOO) in a wonderful cozy 7 seater. While we reveled in the night scenery and our guide's extensive knowledge, i still couldn't helped but feel slightly miffed still about the day flight: Day 1 - straight to hotel to sleep. (After establishing communication with hp :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hotel was really nice. an unassuming tiny blob in the middle of a residential area, but boasts a more-than-furnished room with quick internet access. kept clairsentience and my secretarial self at work the whole time in china. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bite from clone wars: &lt;em&gt;"Landings aren't rough. Crashes are!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Day 2]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First stop: Tiananmen. Always heard of but I've never been to. We were brought to the incredible square (which incidentally can fit 1 million people), to begin our long journey through the forbidden city, on the way passing by their citizen's war memorial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously, how much did they spend on building the whole contraption in the past? I thought studying in RI alone was great exercise for my legs, but seriously, living in an abode like that is just too much. And you'd have to go so far just to see your wife once a day. Now that's tragic. It was a grand feeling though, to be walking through centuries of history and attempting and failing to feel what it would be like if i was there when things happened. Learnt lots more to add to my fengshui coop from the geomancy module in sec 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we got to visit in my opinion the most indulgently built garden in the world - Yi He Yuan (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;颐和园&lt;/span&gt;) and only slightly short of being one of the most beautiful and peaceful if not for the fact that the spectre of modernisation had left in its wake multitudes of cigarette butts and greenish water. Still, a perfect place for filming, if not so for a date. If they did allow rowing there, the total number of exclamations of "oh how romantic!" (or something to that effect) since the world began would probably increase exponentially. Which is more than i can say for Empress Cixi (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;慈禧太后&lt;/span&gt;) 's number of "youthful escapades" to this garden (incidentally was probably what this garden was built for) to fulfill her "youthful desires" during her youth. Oh, who would ever want to be queen eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since the beginning of time, tea has always been one of man's companions, whether was it the day when some dried leaves fell into someone's cup, the time when it cost an entire fortune just to purchase 100 grams of processed flora, or the nifty refreshing stuff that comes even in packets from vending machines today. The final stop of the day, was a tea pavillion. There we were greeted and treated to a round of tea sampling and stories by a delightful tea expert from yunnan. It was also there where i learnt the story of pu'er tea - which comprises an emperor, a loyal subject supposedly presenting tea as a royal gift, the tea leaves unexpectedly rotting, but ended up tasting even better. Nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Oh i forgot the pearl shop. Well now i have this tiny bag of small low-quality fresh pearls. OWW they just ...cut.open the living oysters. OW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Day 3]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;====to be continued (SORRY I PROMISE THIS WILL BE THE LAST TO BE CONTINUED OF THE YEAR...er, this...period!!!) ====&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE NEXT ENTRY. This entry shall not drag on any longer ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-5999521463605935303?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5999521463605935303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5999521463605935303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5999521463605935303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5999521463605935303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-vii-circles-beijing-blog.html' title='Life VII (Circles, the beijing blog)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-614072450809726352</id><published>2009-01-01T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:09:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life 0 (9)</title><content type='html'>usher in the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and bringing back SONG OF THE DAY to my entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG OF THE DAY: &lt;em&gt;Hot N' Cold&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Katy Perry &lt;/strong&gt;. The tune's amazing, it just keeps playing in my head. Somehow it makes me feel like crying, and it's got nothing to do with the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVziaT8-6RI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nYQCSoEV5-Q/s1600-h/n522201579_1696366_2462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286349004286650642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVziaT8-6RI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nYQCSoEV5-Q/s320/n522201579_1696366_2462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boonlay countdown was real cool, thanks to yall. And, unlike the general population, I EARNED MY CIP HOURS with real toil and trouble, from moving barricades to ushering (waving lightsticks around with hp), helping with carrying instruments onstage to being part of the merry flag GOH procession in the road parade. through this, i have indeed learnt much:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Living nearby does not justify early arrivals&lt;br /&gt;2)Even in service groups, diseconomies of scale exist&lt;br /&gt;3)There are drinks which are really blue, like bright blue in colour.&lt;br /&gt;4)If you want something done, do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;5)The playground is a real sweet place to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;6)In a bridge game, 'no trump' is a big fat asshole.&lt;br /&gt;7)Vending machines are important things, especially after 12am&lt;br /&gt;8)It takes approximately 20-25 minutes to &lt;em&gt;walk&lt;/em&gt; from aljunied MRT to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, stood right by the main stage as the seconds counted down (oh no! forgot to count the extra second 2008 was supposed to have xP), where the fireworks were the most dazzling, and watched as the world moved ahead in time, drowning in cheers, sms-es and slaps-on-the-back. i can safely say not much shit had been brought over the from the past year, excluding holiday homework, my sentimentalities, this blog and its bgm, and an almost finished ramly burger. The streets were really really nice, and so was the crescent moon. Cheers for my first ever new year countdown in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVzjbTdqLuI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hIcV5JCvawg/s1600-h/Leoson292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286350120846765794" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVzjbTdqLuI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hIcV5JCvawg/s320/Leoson292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;2008 has really ended, and its a surreal feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something i never learn. while walking the blockaded street with beautifully decorated trees yesterday night, i thought, for the trillionth time, that the year would never ever end. Now emotions are sifting around in the depths of my heart, bringing to mind certain things, that will never be the same, will never happen, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therein lies new year resolution no.1. &lt;em&gt;LOOK FORWARD TO EVERYTHING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing keeps springing to mind though. 08 hasn't been properly concluded yet. i need to reflect, and i need gatherings to catch up with everyone. How can i resolve for 09, when i haven't concieved a proper resolution to 08?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year heralds new beginnings, and to begin, this is an MV of 'Growing On Me' from the more popular darkness album &lt;em&gt;Permission to Land. &lt;/em&gt;There's a theme and a storyline for the MVs from this album, so watch as i will post more in the coming wee days of the year! this song, it's really good, and will touch the hearts of all who are discovering that they may have fallen in _ _ _ _ ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-MtY1nRcpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-MtY1nRcpU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't get rid of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know who is growing on who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause everywhere i go you're there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't get you out of my hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't pretend that i don't care-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not fair!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm being punished for all my offences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna touch you but I'm afraid of the consequences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna banish you from whence you came&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're part of me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've only got myself to blame!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-614072450809726352?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/614072450809726352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=614072450809726352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/614072450809726352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/614072450809726352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-0-9.html' title='Life 0 (9)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVziaT8-6RI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nYQCSoEV5-Q/s72-c/n522201579_1696366_2462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3689470689686390033</id><published>2008-12-31T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:12:20.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life VI-II (And you (I) thought 2006 was a quick year?)</title><content type='html'>congratulations my dear feel party, for getting to level 70 of the endless tower yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/12 night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;just listen to the rhythm of the heart&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;wooooo&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;right best be going&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;see you tmr&lt;br /&gt;hp said:&lt;br /&gt;gdnight for the last time in 08&lt;br /&gt;hp said:&lt;br /&gt;naight&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;ah&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;we could say that again before 11.59pm tmr&lt;br /&gt;leo' 7th Day (tired from all the legwork x.x) said:&lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;hp said:&lt;br /&gt;hm ser :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well got the boonlay countdown to help out with, so see yall in 2009! Farewell 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other songs from &lt;em&gt;The Darkness'&lt;/em&gt; "One Way Ticket to Hell And Back" that i would recommend (but have no official MVs) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner Lady Arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hazel Eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;English Country Garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3689470689686390033?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3689470689686390033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3689470689686390033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3689470689686390033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3689470689686390033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-vi-ii-and-you-i-thought-2006-was.html' title='Life VI-II (And you (I) thought 2006 was a quick year?)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4272560646782074538</id><published>2008-12-29T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:58:59.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life VI-I (Got a little time for words?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Precisely! It is the proof of your very existence! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is a life without words to tell its story? There is great power in words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Great Mage Lezaford&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think what you will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;say what you will (of me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i care not, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for my heart is pure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and with love shall endure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blind my soul not with prejudices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nor make me hate any of your vices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I can treat thy doubts, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;with my sincerity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and in so doing, render your abovementioned,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;non-existent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love above all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO ALL WHO HAVE GOTTEN LAW INTERNSHIPS AGAIN! cherish the opportunity ya? (especially those working with the AG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGM's BACK TO FRIDAY NIGHT!! WHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was awoken on christmas day, amusingly, to the tune of &lt;em&gt;star wars medley&lt;/em&gt; playing extremely loudly from downstairs. yes, my door wasn't closed because THERE'S STILL NO AIR CON. but i've gotten pretty used to it already (: what a great way to start a day of seemingly endless fun, joy and laughter -- a star wars movie marathon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm pretty bushed up now from the festive season already, from a couple of back-to-back justacia dinners and a failed sakae sushi appointment a few days before christmas through all the hype and up to today, i think i've been tested to the limits of my mental and physical "euphoric" capacity. i've finally come to a conclusion about one of the many things that make 4P people so special. we can get as drunk as you n00bs, WITHOUT ALCOHOL, cause we're all insane. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, here we are, two weeks before term starts. a manic two weeks in which my WILL WILL declare war on my heart and mind, and attempt to force myself to grind out all the shit that needs to be done before j2 life begins. this includes, among many other more fun things, a distasteful lit assignment. sigh. 2 important gatherings to go - rj248 and f4 outing. there's the boonlay countdown this wed too, i'm rather excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone, better start learning how to get along with mugging, if you haven't. i wish to have a loving relationship with her (in fact i intend to date her a lot) as soon as possible. (or him, if you're a girl). and to guys, NS in a while friends. i'm kind of looking forward to it, JUST GOT MY ENLISTMENT LETTER :D sigh if only between now and NS there wasn't this huge students-bang-their-heads-on-walls-for thing also known as the A'Levels. prelims too, in fact. thankfully, i've got a lovely class, and i'm looking forward to spend time with them again somewhat. COME ON, EXTEND JC BY TWO YEARS PLOX.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final vid from &lt;em&gt;The Darkness'&lt;/em&gt; One Way Ticket To Hell And Back album (definitely not the last nice song though), GIRLFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUoYDJDiY6U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUoYDJDiY6U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you I love you, so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you, I love you I love you, so much, so much!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;justin hawkins ftw!! catch yall real soon. next year. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4272560646782074538?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4272560646782074538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4272560646782074538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4272560646782074538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4272560646782074538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-vi-i-got-little-time-for-words.html' title='Life VI-I (Got a little time for words?)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-3942418374959358245</id><published>2008-12-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:01:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Life I (Don't Let The Bells End (Christmas Time!))</title><content type='html'>of partyinggggg, giving, and most importantly love. just had an absolute blast at uncle danny ho's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL ON THIS VERY SILENT NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special for this occasion: i'll be temporarily airing &lt;em&gt;I Believe In A Thing Called Love &lt;/em&gt;by The Darkness once again, by popular demand as bgm!* &lt;strong&gt;[EDIT: I CHANGED IT BACK TO &lt;em&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT &lt;/em&gt;AGAIN!!! LET'S DANCE!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;night, loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life." John 8:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-3942418374959358245?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/3942418374959358245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=3942418374959358245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3942418374959358245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/3942418374959358245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/non-life-i-dpm.html' title='Non-Life I (Don&apos;t Let The Bells End (Christmas Time!))'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1087462520381840072</id><published>2008-12-22T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:37:35.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life VI (The slowdown rant)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tick tock tick tock...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time passes, the holidays drip slowly away. AND SO MUCH MORE TO DO COME ON PEOPLE LET'S SPEND IT WELL NOW! Before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i'm done catching up. All that's left is the beijing trip, so i'm gonna leave that till later so that i have some space to revert to a nice normal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WG outing! lots of fun last friday at The Mind Cafe. Thanks to yi sheng's brilliant recommendations, we are now aware of the funness of &lt;em&gt;Loot&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Bang!&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Saboteur, &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;em&gt;Bang! &lt;/em&gt;being the favourite of the day. The first bang game in which i was labelled the sheriff, quickly ended after audrey my dear deputy started a civil war with di wei who was also my deputy, but according to audrey would have been the last person to have her think was a deputy(ugh sorry convoluted sentence). We also had a great laugh in loot, where audrey and i started off with a hand made up of mostly merchant ships and negligible firepower - and could only watch while the other teams fought it out. However our brilliant minds would not admit defeat, and we still managed to stop ourselves from losing in the end. But the high point for us was not about the result, but the hilarity of it all - from first looking at our hand ("what the hell is this la!") to going all out to fight for a 2 point merchant ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great dinner at manhatten fish market, where we mused about the intricacies of art, and sparked yi sheng off in a new inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY great, some entries that don't appear in parts, eh? Enough of those "to be continued" nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OOPS. there's still some things i forgot to touch on earlier in &lt;strong&gt;[the working life]. &lt;/strong&gt;i did promise to go into detail about certain out-of-work activities then, right? oh well let's go then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numero Uno: 4P'07 seoul garden dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_HEV5_I/AAAAAAAAA5I/oBNptqdGLBI/s1600-h/n676174120_1037388_8823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282818005134600178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_HEV5_I/AAAAAAAAA5I/oBNptqdGLBI/s320/n676174120_1037388_8823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW--FT9zI/AAAAAAAAA44/B5i6pv_yCYQ/s1600-h/n676174120_1037438_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282818002722748210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW--FT9zI/AAAAAAAAA44/B5i6pv_yCYQ/s320/n676174120_1037438_4351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_L1-W5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/AqEHV9CzWDA/s1600-h/n676174120_1037439_4583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282818006416513938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_L1-W5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/AqEHV9CzWDA/s320/n676174120_1037439_4583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 bucks (plus plus abit for arcading xP) in exchange for 3 hours with dear 4P'07. Worth every single dollar (although i still think we could have spent less LOL). Met the guys at the marina square arcade where we chilled and para-para-ed, and moved off to the restaurant at 6.30! There began the series of retarded events, first being me accidentally throwing in cooked rice with raw food on the same plate, followed by our table mixing up the raw-food/cooked-food utensils, AND followed by someone attempting to fry/boil watermelons IN THE COMMON STOCK, AND STILL, many more disasters such as dropping ice-cream into the stock etc., all the while accompanied by outrageous 4P musings that were of course, not the least bit outrageous at all from our perspective. The entire "winnage" of the meal - while very amusing, hilarious - also reminded me that sometimes "The grass is greener on the other side" can be a reality and not just a psychological veil. there we also celebrated hiok's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_m4SwmI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/j7tziTUYZWc/s1600-h/n676174120_1037436_3872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282818013673996898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_m4SwmI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/j7tziTUYZWc/s320/n676174120_1037436_3872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aptly, an example that illustrates it actually being a psychological veil is how much I miss 4P'07. Last year, i always complained that 3P life was much better (though it is), and now being in RJ, i'd give quite a fair bit, even just to experience 4P life for a day again. The grass, it seems, is MOST OF TIME greener on the other side :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numbah Twoo: Marche.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, expensive, but also worth the once-in-a-while-try kind of thing. Located at the rooftop of vivocity, this semi-class looking restaurant contains a swiss market line-up of stalls and food variety, and was also my dinnerplace on tuesday of that working week. christmas decorations were already up, at that time. Like it was only a while ago (WHEN THE HOLIDAYS JUST BEGAN!!!11!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met cass + sentosa gang outside marche (not before beating the queue first ;)), but once inside i was the noob and had to follow the rest's lead to know how someone gets his munchies in this crib. I must say, the rosti was good, and the portion of smoked salmon that i got was satisfying. The interior of the place looked really like a market, and once inside you get this card, on which the register your purchases from stalls. Then when you're done, you give this card to the cashier and they'll calculate the grand total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mari joined us later for uh desert?! though if not for her I would never have noticed that one of the staff was apparently named "Jai" - he was wearing this tag spelling "JAI" on his shirt. So victory yes, reached and the sign aptly spotted after PW was done, and well done. After that providence arranged for us to meet this enthusiastic guy who helped us take photos with the christmas decos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBYr3qWqWI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/XlPdtw03SHs/s1600-h/n708741302_2122329_464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819873604807010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBYr3qWqWI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/XlPdtw03SHs/s320/n708741302_2122329_464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He even kindly helped us take a picture of the sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBYsEZoBII/AAAAAAAAA5g/WVp9iVvE1xA/s1600-h/n708741302_2122330_1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819877024302210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBYsEZoBII/AAAAAAAAA5g/WVp9iVvE1xA/s320/n708741302_2122330_1281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case any 7Bees are reading this and wondering, we DID manage to discuss some talentime stuff. Some. And outing wasn't over yet, for the girls wanted to shop around. Oh well, how often does one who lives in the east go down to a place like vivo having to take a long ride on 100(aljunied station), 8 (opposite windsor) or 410 (marine parade community library). (and uh, also so that i will have company home :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But don't get me wrong, i love where i'm staying. so convenient, and still partly central anyway. of course, add in a pinch of humane inertia, and so i am bound. Anyway, after almost an hour of cosmetics viewing (in which i was in vagary, "saved" by a phone call), we headed off home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Triphome was naiiccee, for good mari was around and we chatted our way back. i think i still have the bt issue from that day somewhere! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;えと。。。三: Lunches and Adventure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so goes my routine that week. Lunch with hp and the law interns almost everyday, and the occassional errand that i accompany him on during my extended lunch breaks. Once he had to take an office clock to Raffles City for fixing, so we gladly trooped off for some raffles city hiking. We got comfy at the starbucks first -MOCHAAAAAA - before beginning the quest to find "the small clock shop in front of a nike shop". Managed to find the clock shop after a while, but no sign of any nike shop. hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These little quests and lunches were fun, at least we got to rant and ramble on about stuff regularly, and not get completely smothered by work and cut off from any social space whatsoever. Thanks be to the world for the blessing of many good, close and fun friends :D &lt;/p&gt;right-o, and that be the end all for the working life. hurray! WURF, WURF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the earlier kevjumba vid? Well here's one that he created shortly after &lt;em&gt;Girls are like M&amp;amp;Ms &lt;/em&gt;featuring his dad. And "The three "no"s"!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayo7JQ_3B18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayo7JQ_3B18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember: &lt;em&gt;NO drink, no drug, no girl. i mean, no girl, in your room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah uh oops!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No drink, no drugs, no sex. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's more like it. :) Sigh, over-conservatism in the limelight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1087462520381840072?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1087462520381840072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1087462520381840072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1087462520381840072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1087462520381840072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-vi-slowdown-rant.html' title='Life VI (The slowdown rant)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SVBW_HEV5_I/AAAAAAAAA5I/oBNptqdGLBI/s72-c/n676174120_1037388_8823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2269049122275462212</id><published>2008-12-16T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:44:19.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life V-II (I wish i could teleport/fly)</title><content type='html'>i'm sure everyone does (well, almost).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's itinerary was hilarious. a serious case of bad travel planning. first i was in school for lawsoc meeting in the morning - which went rather well, with the exception of certain obstructions caused by construction blockades. then, due to the fact that i had an appointment at parkway parade's nanyang optical at 3pm, i had to chiong down there right after lunch from school: bleeding 45 minute-1 hour bus ride there. Then after that thing, had to get all the way back to bishan to view my dad's new house, after which was a family dinner at...j8 subway. perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A much better route would have been:&lt;br /&gt;Home---&gt;School---&gt;Dad's new house---&gt;Marine Parade---&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly time and space, as much a part of the same thing as they are, are still kind of different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile rjc's looking pretty desolated at the moment, thanks to the incessant construction that's going on. i completely agree with jesulyn, its just been one noisy job after another. and how come, i get major construction that often lasts half a school year or more EVERY SINGLE SCHOOL I GO TO!? progress always happens so quickly that i never get to enjoy it. somehow i think i've said this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, as i continue to try and make some gatherings, events, and goals a reality, let me continue practicing my grade pieces and preparing for the youtube symphony orchestra auditions. i also recall i promised to talk about a revelation about the butterfly that i had during the school term, but now's not a very good time yet, so it'll be postponed. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW, another favourite from &lt;em&gt;One Way Ticket To Hell And Back, &lt;/em&gt;IS IT JUST ME? BY THE DARKNESS!! another crazy piece of work. as you should know by now, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mn7rff5K3YA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mn7rff5K3YA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch as he writes and goes WOOOOOOOO on the paper and marries himself. and after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO! ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(look closely at the bridesmaid too. HAHAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2269049122275462212?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2269049122275462212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2269049122275462212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2269049122275462212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2269049122275462212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-v-ii-i-wish-i-could-teleportfly.html' title='Life V-II (I wish i could teleport/fly)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4497968008866075989</id><published>2008-12-16T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:56:45.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life V-I (...)</title><content type='html'>and i thought can slack. ARGH. reality greets me in the face again, pleasantly. today was fun though. the lads went out to gym, with hp waiting from 10am all the way till 1pm before they actually started, and then popped over to my place for a little ro, dota and ranting session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things left to actualize. MUST DO BEFORE HOLS END:&lt;br /&gt;-Finish math TYS+promo practices+ahem*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;-Finish reading sloman&lt;br /&gt;-Participate in all competitions&lt;br /&gt;-gather with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GATHERINGS GATHERINGS GATHERINGS!!! i want. Team Ag 2nd outing, a trip to choon's, a swim outing, PW rj248 jai outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things, i'm trying hard not to ignore any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life VI will be out soon, where i will tie up more loose ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANWHILE, ONE WAY TICKET, by THE DARKNESS. hooked onto their 2005, less well-known album &lt;em&gt;One Way Ticket To Hell And Back. &lt;/em&gt;Crazy MV this is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dP0UwXxvnvE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dP0UwXxvnvE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-4497968008866075989?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4497968008866075989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4497968008866075989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4497968008866075989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4497968008866075989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-v-i.html' title='Life V-I (...)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8122496298480413906</id><published>2008-12-05T23:33:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:09:05.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life V (Prodding and Productivity)</title><content type='html'>Back from beijing, with a tad extra weight, and a lot more extra brain. The good food there has done a slight injustice to my eating habits. However, the trip felt really great for my grey matter, getting me high over all sorts of cultural knowledge. Believe it or not, i compiled 3 full pages worth of notes on this trip (psst: and also completed 6 topics on the math TYS - yeah, i think i've mastered the art of "stealing time". SIA planes are especially useful for mugging. Really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, now i can apparently be considered a 好汉, having climbed the great wall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on beijing in a later entry. Now, in a elated little gaming feature I shall advertise what hp and I discovered a week ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEELRO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, brilliant. can't overadvertise it here though, so for those in the know, go look it up and you'll find it. my opinions sing a multitude of praises for it (: [IGN: Clairsentience] [IGN2: Clairvoyance]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer games, they constitute definitely some part, however &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;large&lt;/span&gt;, of the "home slacking activities" that modern singaporean students like myself indulge in. While we're on these, I would like to declare that I've FINALLY officially began &lt;em&gt;Pokemon Pearl&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah, finally right. Surprising for a devout pokemon fan like myself. I still prefer rewatching the good old seasons 1, 2, 3, 4 where Ash Ketchum still showed signs of growing up. Now he's become some symbol of forever young-ness. Just obtained my first badge at Oreburgh City, in the life of turn based battles (but there's a whole new 3D DS UI), puppy rivalries, friendship, and "OMG DID I REMEMBER TO SAVE GAME BEFORE TURNING IT OFF?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been up since i returned? well the very first thing that happened was te discovery of this new band called &lt;em&gt;The Rejected Americans&lt;/em&gt;. Heard of them? i definitely haven't. Credits to mel for this discovery: "Oh it's that Dirty Little Secret song by the...what was that band again? Oh ya the rejected americans!" Indeed. You know, TAAR brought this upon themselves. But 'The Rejected Americans' doesn't sound all that bad. Brings to mind sort of a woozy band that started off playing for some bachelor's club in the U.S. AND I'VE GOT SOUVENIORS FOR EVERYONE (eh, almost)!! Will pass them to you all next time we meet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (RJ prom night 08!!) I took a little daytime recovery at home, because immediately on that night was the Singapore Literature Awards '08 Prize Ceremony, and a dedicated few of us were assigned under yajie's recommendations to work as ushers. It was very eye-opening, and to me, also a great opportunity. Met with lots of people in the local/overseas writing scene, including good old mr rama (i mentioned romance volume 2 to him, it seems he's gracing it's opening too!), ng yisheng, and staff of The Arts House. Not to mention i got the chance to personally escort Minister/Dr Vivian and other esteemed guests. The reception was the best bit, there i played the night's bard for the guests on the arts house piano (i was very glad to do so, having stood around for 2 hours plus straight through the ceremony and holding the door), and mingled around with the not so conventional crowd. Just as i was preparing to leave, edmund just popped out of nowhere. like wtf. turns out he was looking for chermaine. well then yo, edmund! so we gladly took a trek around clarke quay, complaining about all the restaurant and pub prices along the way, and while cocking around developed our own economic entropist scenario starring two random singaporean students who went around clarke quay stalls saying "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;喂，这里是新加坡，我们新加坡人，所以要给我们新加坡价钱啊！" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which results in a worldwide tourist chain reaction causing the further degeneration of the global economy. But seriously, if you actually take a walk in clarke quay, almost every single outlet has the "mastercard/visa" sign on it, and somehow do not reveal their food prices on the boards. So, if you're thinking of finding economical food there, FORGET IT. Go back to Lau Par Sat, thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, we also decided to pop in on the photographers at prom, and goodness me, the j2s looked really spiffing. I still can't imagine a happy prom in one year's time though, for i find it unthinkable that it could be anything but a encompassingly sad event. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SUBki0QHn0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/Alqt0Thd1GA/s1600-h/Leoson226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278329312582803266" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SUBki0QHn0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/Alqt0Thd1GA/s320/Leoson226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday i took a trip back down to boon lay to the whispering hearts centre, for another round of needs surveying. Well, going from block to block is real remniscent of the good old npcc service day times, come to think of it, i really loved those. Hope the surveying is going well, and like weili hypothesised, will come to a closure soon. There after, went for a short gym (short=understatement) with moose before meeting up with hp to do some shopping for shoes and guitar strings. At the end of it all, i was left going home with the new GNR album, Chinese Democracy - inclusive of a GNR shirt - which cost 25 bucks. Hm is this an example of the kind of whimsical purchasing that many females are rumoured to engage in? Half knocking myself on the head for buying it, but i like the songs, and the shirt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily on that week, i was on form for piano playing, and had a very nice time with my first piece on sunday. My family also decided it was time i changed my two year old spectacles, so it was back down to good old nanyang optics at parkway, in which i discovered my myopic degree had only increased by about 25 in the 2 years. Nice. Later that day i was to be jokingly offered a motor sales internship, which i would also jokingly decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOKAY. I NEED INSPIRATION RIGHT NOW. I'M ADDICTED TO IT'S THRILL. EVERY SINGLE IDEA THAT POPS UP IN MY MIND GIVES ME THIS INEXPLICABLE EUPHORIA. BUT NOW I HAVE A MASS OF IDEAS WHICH I'M STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO PEN DOWN. HELP, HELP!!! I'M ABOUT TO EXPLODE FROM THE POTENTIAL OF ALL THESE IDEAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[why the rush? the holiday busy period.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th nov. From that day on to two weeks after was the time where a lot of us were stuffed to the brim with activities and work. For some reason or another, many organizations chose to start their events on this day. For example, my very own work calling, the discovery camps. Other examples included the Lee&amp;amp;Lee law internships, mari's bt internship, scholarship teas, and the holiday music exposure courses. This was especially irritating, because it meant everyone was forced to choose 1 out of so many fun things, and stew in the bitter wish that something could have been at some other time so that we could have the best of both worlds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lived up to it's name of a "busy period" indeed. My very own version of a jetset life started then. Honestly though, i kind of started warming up to it. It wouldn't have been so hardcore if i didn't decide to begin my fitness regime then as well. Not regretting it though. If working life is really like that, I'm gonna be freaking optimistic about the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so when you ask, "why the rush?" (even i asked that question a few times in november), it's pretty obvious why now ain't it. So pardon us jc students if we always seem to be rushing around even in the holidays, sacrificing little things like interaction time in the process. :( It's even more apt now that i mention this - it's already december the 11th. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a summary, my simplified work life experience encompassed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-waking up early every day(but still not as early as a school day) and travelling for a long time in the mrt/bus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Field work includes pastoral things, getting into miniature scrapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lots of desk work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Random errands (e.g. fixing the clock, rescuing a primary school kid from the ecogarden "pond")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-1 hour lunch with friends (sometimes can be prolonged)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-More desk jobbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dinner/Socializing/Negotiations/Community Service/Random Activities like dancing on a friday night! (i wish)&lt;br /&gt;-going back home to read email, check random things like facebook. and sleep. repeat from point one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[working life.] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the OLD SKOOL (LITERALLY!!). Actually right, it's more like Old me going back to the New school. Tao Nan looks a little different, but THE TRACK! It hasn't changed a bit. The track where sam, yl and i would spend our half an hour recesses racing each other around and monkey-bar-ing after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SUIKvYmqOxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/98jw4JEFVBI/s1600-h/Leoson146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278793522406374162" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SUIKvYmqOxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/98jw4JEFVBI/s320/Leoson146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nostalgic and nice. I got to use the track every morning of work to exercise too! My job involved lots of caring for and ushering pri school kids around, ranging from P3 to P6. The difference between the grades are REALLY wide. Which did not really come as a surprise, yeah i remember that people really matured very fast between p1 to p6. so dealing with P3s and dealing with P6s are completely different things altogether. Great experience for the pastoral side of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also lots of admin work in the staff room (heehee). I had my fair share of 'challenges' hehe, if you're talking about working life difficulties. Had to deal with some lateness in shirt deliveries, and rescue one of my charges from a little scrape at the eco garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of sad that it lasted so short - i was getting attached to my charges. There were many emotionally gratifying moments - especially on the last day. Got pleasantly shocked when Noelle asked me for a dance (they had learnt the cha-cha, yes again) during campfire on the last day. like in front of everyone: "May I?" i'm proud, how brave!! And before parting ways jonathan tugged at me asking "Korkor, next time if i want to find you again where to find you?" ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, i was advertising to the P6s about RI and RJ (telling them to &lt;strike&gt;avoid going there&lt;/strike&gt; jiayou) and what's more if they go the RI next year can just pop over next door to find me whenever they want (:&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;strong&gt;[A genuine taste of high school]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(shifting this to a later entry with general rants) Still, i have something to say. Comparing this holiday to the previous, I MISS LAST YEAR SO SO MUCH. The first ever lan session this holiday was like, yesterday -.- and we haven't gone to taka yet. Or swimming, for that matter. I wanna gobble up more jap noodles after sliding down a narrow water slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A (particular) jc student's home-slacking activities]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Busy expanding my brain (: more soon. But meanwhile, i'm trying to find out why my dreams are all so fantastic - it's getting overwhelming, every night is an adventure. Only two days ago, i dreamt of an undersea adventure to eliminate sharks with my family and yesterday, i dreamt of being part of a SWAT team joining a group of local paratroopers on a rescue mission. And everytime it features people i really know, even you guys. seriously. Now when i meet any of you we'll have something to talk about. I'll tell you what your starring roles have been in my dreams thus far. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank you, and see you guys soon, Life V is complete.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8122496298480413906?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8122496298480413906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8122496298480413906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8122496298480413906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8122496298480413906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-v-prodding-and-productivity.html' title='Life V (Prodding and Productivity)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SUBki0QHn0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/Alqt0Thd1GA/s72-c/Leoson226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7126724997506230147</id><published>2008-11-29T01:58:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:51:18.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life IV-I (The Power Of Modernisation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA the internet connection here rocks. blogging live from beijing ((: had a lovely flight! and my family has a the tour guide all to ourselves hahahaha. anyway,&lt;strong&gt; i'll continue to update &lt;em&gt;Life IV(Before I Forget)&lt;/em&gt;, so check it below! for the "09s07b posts" check out the previous posts,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life III, Life II, and Life! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cheers, and see you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[*edit* 30/11]: &lt;/strong&gt;just recieved news from peng seng that a old teacher has stage 4 cancer. may strength be with the good man. and november ends, while i'm in beijing. bye forever november '08!! as hp puts it in an sms: "only 35 min left for it to rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a screwy pic from the hotel room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STA00UjKvXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/j9cvNYdrtns/s1600-h/Leoson193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273773237124906354" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STA00UjKvXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/j9cvNYdrtns/s320/Leoson193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijing equivalent of our esplanade and tiananmen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY0sbLN1bI/AAAAAAAAAoc/7K-o-JUWaYM/s1600-h/Leoson195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275461951324804530" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY0sbLN1bI/AAAAAAAAAoc/7K-o-JUWaYM/s320/Leoson195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1MBYU2yI/AAAAAAAAAos/3X6uaEhMhCE/s1600-h/Leoson207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY0-xS-DrI/AAAAAAAAAok/JmzxL1HQwYs/s1600-h/Leoson215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275462266500550322" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY0-xS-DrI/AAAAAAAAAok/JmzxL1HQwYs/s200/Leoson215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forbidden city:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1zZmWgiI/AAAAAAAAApE/QCsTixpRsuE/s1600-h/Leoson264.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1zI2mz_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Rvke8NF19L0/s1600-h/Leoson235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275463166177234930" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1zI2mz_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Rvke8NF19L0/s200/Leoson235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1zPtFTsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/5weNQOAhhCw/s1600-h/Leoson226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275463168016338626" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STY1zPtFTsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/5weNQOAhhCw/s200/Leoson226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great wall:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STa_k54ed_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/ClL8bvacAOg/s1600-h/Leoson325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275614654245009394" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STa_k54ed_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/ClL8bvacAOg/s200/Leoson325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STa_kr1zXeI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6yoKcsvRjWg/s1600-h/Leoson336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275614650475699682" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STa_kr1zXeI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6yoKcsvRjWg/s200/Leoson336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relic park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbAO-fm7XI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/S1AsABNdz_A/s1600-h/Leoson362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275615377037389170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbAO-fm7XI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/S1AsABNdz_A/s200/Leoson362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbAOt8Ed6I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bXvWGYK0M_s/s1600-h/Leoson352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275615372593362850" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbAOt8Ed6I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bXvWGYK0M_s/s200/Leoson352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fengshui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1mO73o7I/AAAAAAAAA34/msctrPaHMc8/s1600-h/Leoson375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275744419448333234" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1mO73o7I/AAAAAAAAA34/msctrPaHMc8/s200/Leoson375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1mKngjqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/l8wJLHU-dWo/s1600-h/Leoson374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275744418289192610" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1mKngjqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/l8wJLHU-dWo/s200/Leoson374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;car &amp;amp; streetz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1nU9oiQI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Oq7bIb_SK0I/s1600-h/Leoson384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275744438246213890" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1nU9oiQI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Oq7bIb_SK0I/s200/Leoson384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1muJGXPI/AAAAAAAAA4I/BoTsPCZehyM/s1600-h/Leoson395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275744427825323250" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1muJGXPI/AAAAAAAAA4I/BoTsPCZehyM/s200/Leoson395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1meA9oZI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ZhaSWc5HLAI/s1600-h/Leoson369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275744423496229266" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc1meA9oZI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ZhaSWc5HLAI/s200/Leoson369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;museums:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc2W0XvJsI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xtofoEXOhp0/s1600-h/Leoson391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275745254131050178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc2W0XvJsI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xtofoEXOhp0/s200/Leoson391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc2WV0zcyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/AU_Nj2uZ3P4/s1600-h/Leoson273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275745245931467554" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STc2WV0zcyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/AU_Nj2uZ3P4/s200/Leoson273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;airport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbF7TS7s9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/5zTrquY_Zr0/s1600-h/Leoson406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275621636093752274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbF7TS7s9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/5zTrquY_Zr0/s200/Leoson406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbF60Bs-pI/AAAAAAAAA3g/mR_MZT_S8Ys/s1600-h/Leoson401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275621627699985042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STbF60Bs-pI/AAAAAAAAA3g/mR_MZT_S8Ys/s200/Leoson401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6654693-7126724997506230147?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7126724997506230147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7126724997506230147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7126724997506230147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7126724997506230147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-iv-i-power-of-modernisation.html' title='Life IV-I (The Power Of Modernisation)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STA00UjKvXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/j9cvNYdrtns/s72-c/Leoson193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-4442767514502164847</id><published>2008-11-27T11:01:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:44:40.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life IV (Before I Forget)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;friends! &lt;strong&gt;i'll be away from friday (tomorrow) until next tuesday (2 dec) at Beijing&lt;/strong&gt;, yep i'll still be contactable by &lt;strong&gt;handphone, sms, and possibly email&lt;/strong&gt;. see you guys then! and now, to continue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the fourth week begins, in which i'm back in a state of unemployment. Contrary to the average citizen, i'm pretty sastisfied with this state, as it be my well-deserved little break from all the hustle and bustle of a 'jetset-er'. The holidays so far have been slightly, only very slightly, overwhelming. Very 'live-life-to-the-fullest' though, i must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great, spent it slacking, shopping with my family and trying out the new car's audio systems. Had loads of fun with it, and after many desperate attempts to properly work the remote - which for some reason is the only way to manipulate some of the vital functions of the system - i finally managed to blast &lt;em&gt;The Darkness&lt;/em&gt; all the way home wahahaha. Monday ended up becoming stay home do work day, from cca things to various assorted cip stuff. of course, it also meant quality time walking the dog, exercising, and playing games. i'll make a mental note to brush on games in a later entry as well, as traditional with every holiday. this holiday brought rather nice tidings in the gaming arena, i must say. snow white went rather mad on monday - and from my observations, due to an inexplicable surge in desire for walkies. but taking snow white out seriously involves some skill. Most of the other dogs in the neighbourhood are male, and when you bring such a beautiful bitch (fine, alliteration) out she tends to draw everyone's attention, and when she starts trying to reply, the tough part begins. leng lui mah, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was the beginning of funness. funness here refers more to - ah ok fine, refers SPECIFICALLY to - food prices. Been lovin' it really. spent 6.50 for lunch, AN INCREDIBLE achievement considering my food exploits of the past week (remember seoul garden and marche?). not to mention i was just as full. then on wednesday, also spent 6.50, eating delicious kway teow and 蚝蛋. thursday, infinite greatness, 4.70 for lunch - fishball noodles+sugar cane after a nice refreshing jog in the morning. and throughout all these enjoying the company of the law interns. real lovely. and on a completely different note, payphones rock. okay fine they don't, they're unhygenic, super not userfriendly ("your credit has reached the limit. please insert more to continue." repeat x10 "what the f**k i insert alr lah" *bangs phone* then after a while "call ended." *no dial tone*) for a person like me who hasn't used it in ages, and hard to find. But they saved my life on wed, when my handphone just ran out of batt on the mrt while hp was desperately trying to call me ("WAITTTT. GOT ERRAND TO run!!" - i saw that message just as my phone faded off.) tried turning it on and calling, and it died during the call again. and this time i didn't get the usual nokia "low battery" message. i got the "battery flat" message. good job. i had to get off at bugis, ask a kind stationmaster where the payphone was and get out just to use it. spent 65 cents just on this venture. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday night was the needs assessment cip @ boon lay. went with jon lim, peng seng, and moose. met many new people there, like weili, jiahui and pamela. :D more on that in future posts; we may go back to help them again sometime next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend II Pt. 2 (9 Nov: Music Lesson (as usual). The new-gen wonders of Marina Promenade and Parkway Parade.)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;after a grueling scales-intensive lesson, i went down to parkway to restock on some necessities (plasters, etc.). on the way i stopped by at Marina Promenade where a fascinating superglue promotion was going on. you know, those with the single table and a demonstrator with a loudhailer and mike. the coolio guy kept ripping apart slippers and reconnecting them with the glue. 3 seconds only. seriously not bad. not much, except that i bought some of that glue. yeah still have it now, haven't tried yet. or more accurately, no opportunity to try. AND NO, I DID NOT EAT AT HANS, WHICH I HAVE ABSTAINED FROM SINCE 2004 after they 'cheated' me of both my pocket money and stomach. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bus(i)-ness in school. what holidays? but love the chocolate! (10, 11 and 12 Nov)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to report. seriously. just mundane school days, in which without the company of the oldgang for meals, or lawsoc matters to motivate me, i would have just disintegrated from boredom. busy yes, but interesting? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent a lot of my time mulling over when the holidays would REALLY begin. net holidays = approximately 0, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[choon's lan party (13 and 14 Nov)] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for a meeting on thursday, which ended up being cancelled. which was sort of good thing, 'cause i bumped into edmund who had just finished training, and we ended up enjoying a really good slacking session at B33, which was fully air-conditioned. on top of that, o-comm treated us to a humongous tub of ice-cream which they couldn't finish. eddie and I almost finished it completely, but we really couldn't bear to eat up the remaining mush up la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set off for choon's house at around 4+, and arrived there at 7, only to find that they were just going out to eat dinner - and ed, moose and i had already eaten. ah well. but it was a merry troop over to the mall, and lots of ranting along the way. at yoshi moose whipped out his laptop and started ai-ing away, while hp, choon and i mused about all the hilarious shit in the world there was to muse about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to cold storage, where we had lots of fun mosey-ing around (soon yoong hahaha) and then shahan and i sang avenue q songs all the way back to choon's place. upon return we immediately got down to some halo-ing. teamed with kuss for the first few games; under everyone's kind and expert guidance i started to get the hang of halo 3. did especially well in zombies, ninjanaut and king of the hill. its just too bad i didn't get to play oddball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 2am in the morning i left the controller to ajay and went to the laptop (that was when i was blogging in &lt;em&gt;Life II (conclusion, comPWetion, continuation) &lt;/em&gt;! ) to do assorted things. of course, i did not forget dota, played a couple of games with moose, before going off to take a break. it was about 3+ am then. did some exercises and the regular stretching that i do everyday now just to make sure my sit and reach doesn't screw up. meanwhile, hp was still on the xbox shooting away, after making a most determined decision to stay overnight even though he wwas on internship. his schedule went something like this: 13 Nov - get off from work, reach choon's at 6. eat dinner till 9. play xbox from 10.30pm to 14 Nov - 5.30am. take a half an hour 'sleep' to 6am. grab the first bus back home, wash up, change, and back to the law firm to work. amazingly, he still managed to wake up 3 minutes early for that half hour reprieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i bused back to school groggily at 10.30am with ed, moose and soon yoong. went to pop in to visit rjcsb like i said i would, seeing all the percs :D and the new perc :D. but prac was already over then, and i didn't get to hear them play. nevermind, some other time will be allocated for that! grogged my way home from there. and took a nap, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend III: lawsoc outing &amp;amp; re(a)d dot SR comm meeting (15 and 16 Nov)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lawsoc!! yes i briefly touched on this previously. can also find a short blurb at &lt;a href="http://rjclawsoc.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://rjclawsoc.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; . funness indeed. we met up in the morning in the canteen, and blasted &lt;em&gt;The Darkness &lt;/em&gt;while we waited for more people to arrived. when we reached&lt;em&gt; Love Is Only A Feeling&lt;/em&gt;, jes exclaimed: "Isn't this the&lt;strong&gt; hp&lt;/strong&gt; song?" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind started picking up and it didn't look so favourable to trek at macritchie anymore, so we played basketball at the courts instead. while we pummelled the hoop (ok fine. more accurately, pummelled the air/board), we discussed the ups and downs we've experienced in the education system we're going through right now. even for a a student from a one-year-earlier rg batch like jes, rants about the consistent imperfections of the RP are common. ben, jes and i came to a consensus that perhaps we slacked abit too much during secondary school =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, there's always the lament on jc years being too short. in any case, right now, november of year 1 is already ending. yeah, how shocking and melancholic. jes has an idea: take 2 years away from primary schooling, make pre-school compulsory, and add those two years to jc education. I agree completely! with an ad-hoc attitude, we took a bus to thomson after the workout for lunch, passing by o'lando jamming studio etc. and decided to eat at the prata house. yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at school, we met up with liki before going to the hodge lodge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STVzd_LeU9I/AAAAAAAAAoU/VxOsiXHrctk/s1600-h/lawsocouting01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275249497547363282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STVzd_LeU9I/AAAAAAAAAoU/VxOsiXHrctk/s320/lawsocouting01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't go in immediately; instead, along the way to find the keys, we discovered something nice (: (haha message me if you want to know what it is). anyway, once we obtained access, benlee immediately started unlocking all the locks and exploring - imagine spamming "alohomora" in the harry potter video game - while jes, li ki, hp and myself got down to connect4, where i blundered about and failed at, but still managed to win one game. connecting dots just doesn't seem to be my thing, however much i did them on bookworm magazines when i was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really awesome having the lodge to ourselves. we indulged ourselves in wii games (good old guitar hero) and the ps2. a note: one of the guitars had a faulty wire, so we weren't able to multiplayer on guitar hero :( but still we had fun hahahaha being the nubs we were. after a while, moose and ed arrived while jes had to leave for an electone concert. while the two of the former rambled around on the sofas, li ki and i decided to lift the huge burden of saving the galaxy in lego star wars, which we carried on till michelle's gang came in at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great fun, wished more people had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all there is to this post, and soon, i'll be done with all these catching up! still in china now, just had a fengshui/chinese medicine session, see yall back in sg soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off from beijing，&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;回头见！:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[why the rush? the holiday busy period.] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[working life.] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A genuine taste of high school] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A jc student's home-slacking activities]&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/6654693-4442767514502164847?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/4442767514502164847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=4442767514502164847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4442767514502164847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/4442767514502164847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-iv-before-i-forget.html' title='Life IV (Before I Forget)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/STVzd_LeU9I/AAAAAAAAAoU/VxOsiXHrctk/s72-c/lawsocouting01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-5706477824596606028</id><published>2008-11-19T22:35:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:44:34.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life III (The holidays began?)</title><content type='html'>before i continue catching up with the times, abit of current going-ons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWSOC BLOG (LAWMOTIF) its quite done up now, though we're still looking into a revamp. for all interested vistors: &lt;a href="http://rjclawsoc.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://rjclawsoc.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the working life is amazingly interesting and i think i've gotten used to this new routine hp and i are on. i wake up, go on my health regime (sets or 2.4 or pull-ups), go to camp, go online, work. when i have nothing much to do/admin stuff, i retreat to the loaned lappie, talk to hp online, do my other stuff, then after that leave to meet hp and the other law interns for lunch, thanks to my groupies (shihui especially) and boss, who are ever so kind and understanding :D. more on my work once i'm done catching up with the backlog of interest events since OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUDDLES ARE UP AND ABOUND, DARNED RAIN. don't get sprayed, and please wear waterproof shoes when going out. monday was the four (jes, crystal, hp and i) i was seriously out of place there, with my camp gear and everything, while everyone else in that 'O'Brien's Irish Sandwich something' were wearing officewear, suits and reading imba-looking magazines. ah well, that was my first money-leak for the week. $13.30 in total, bloody 4 bucks in coffee which tasted the same as my homemade ones (in fact, i think i made better ones when i was interning at sph), and a bloody spicy thingy which i never expected to be so spicy. the internees all seemed really happy in their office getups. then today, we had lunch again, this time at a more reasonable stall which apparently has great char kway teow and curry rice. crystal wasn't with us, but i got to meet two other law interns - victor (fresh out of ns, interning with hp at keystone), and bijan (a student from india, interning with jes at lee&amp;amp;lee), both of which have really interesting personalities and lots of stories to tell. after that, hp had to deliver a broken clock from his office to raffles city's Precious Moments for repair, so i used the remainder of my extended lunch to follow him (while having a nice starbucks retreat, of which i smartly bought a less extravagant hot mocha, to break my spending spree).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm been leaking my earnings. on monday, there was 4P dinner at seoul garden, which was ultra, ultra fun (for all the cliche'd adjectives in the world). sigh, and all that arcading. ((: it seems i still can 100% the 5 star songs on paraparaparadise hard freestyle, but am still unable to beat seetow at MVC. thing was, the dinner cost 26 bucks for some funny reason. then, on tues, i had dinner with mari and gang, at Marche&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;interesting as it was, being my first time there (not to mention the oh-so-good smoked salmon rosti) it still dug off about 1.4 hours of my work (20 bucks). interesting day, ran into interesting passer-bys, including a very enthu person whom we approached to help us take a photo (s). afterwards being the only guy around yet again i got to follow the girls around into all sorts of beauty and accessory shops (it's like LDP all over again =P) in which i was saved by a phone call. but then again, not that i minded. why should i mind? i had lots of fun reading all the descriptions on the beauty product labels and watching the girls try on the nail polish and whatnot. i have a sister, remember? then while on the train home with mari, we started discussing our respective jobs, and she showed me the paper in which it so happens that she has her own mention on an article already! that's really nice and good, but THAT'S LARDY UNFAIR, for when i was with sph st i got nothing more than 10 bucks a day and not so much as a hint of my name in any article even though i had to slog through summarising all the raw reports. I was just waving the papers around and having my schpeal about this to hp and the lunch dudes today......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i've got to stop here, otherwise i'd rattle off. more 'reporting' and photos of the 4P gathering and the tuesday dinner with all its interesting tales/passers-by in a future post, once i reach it in my events timeline. :/ moving on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ms Tang's Potluck! (3 Nov)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! even though ms tang's not teaching us any longer, we will still be able to visit her as it will be nigh-impossible to forget the way to her house. we met at queenstown, without the slightest idea who knew the way there best. we bumped around, finally catching a bus just as we saw nikhi rushing to the stop haha oops :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'fun' part: we got off early at the wrong stop, and made the bus driver+the busload of probably irritated commuters wait for us as we deliberated clumsily. shit la the entire bus was staring at us, and i felt quite bad. sigh. what's more right, we still ended getting off at the wrong stop and had to walk back quite a distance. 'fail', might just be a good word here. might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did arrive there in one piece; it was a really nice place. immediately rushed the kitchen with 'the &lt;strike&gt;k&lt;/strike&gt; cooks' yumei, char, hexuan, phoon and danny to get ready the food and 'refreeze' the all-powerful jelly and perpetually popular &lt;em&gt;meiji apollo&lt;/em&gt; chocolate. there i met the (tied second with nikhi's) cutest dog of the year; ms tang's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuo9pVNNAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/gVsKCO0iV7I/s1600-h/n654612666_1828770_87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272493565787583490" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuo9pVNNAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/gVsKCO0iV7I/s320/n654612666_1828770_87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to do there, there was the guitar, the music, the wii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTFluuNI/AAAAAAAAAms/rDZXESuyH44/s1600-h/n654612666_2129606_2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631373103806674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTFluuNI/AAAAAAAAAms/rDZXESuyH44/s320/n654612666_2129606_2994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVi1YcRMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8IGaHOJtQMY/s1600-h/n654612666_2129614_8234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272753689421694146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVi1YcRMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8IGaHOJtQMY/s320/n654612666_2129614_8234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyYJ0GFwyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Fca35Mwf8wA/s1600-h/n686201629_1493193_9438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272756558114439970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyYJ0GFwyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Fca35Mwf8wA/s320/n686201629_1493193_9438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mari displaying an in-game flair of her own! meanwhile, hexuan, peng and myself were also playing, but desperately trying to make the wii work somewhere near the telly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVisi3EJI/AAAAAAAAAnM/0L4T22zZQXI/s1600-h/n686201629_1493000_9744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272753687049474194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVisi3EJI/AAAAAAAAAnM/0L4T22zZQXI/s320/n686201629_1493000_9744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictionary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVjNHV7zI/AAAAAAAAAnk/eVyBBK6TG0U/s1600-h/n686201629_1493034_561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272753695792426802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVjNHV7zI/AAAAAAAAAnk/eVyBBK6TG0U/s320/n686201629_1493034_561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVixd0g_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RPqiM6ADXd0/s1600-h/n686201629_1493032_9897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272753688370512882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVixd0g_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RPqiM6ADXd0/s320/n686201629_1493032_9897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our own szeyen!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwvrQFFrrI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ndhJpQXmBuA/s1600-h/n686201629_1492982_4708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272641683841199794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwvrQFFrrI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ndhJpQXmBuA/s320/n686201629_1492982_4708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course the people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTthvwBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RtBntP1SzxQ/s1600-h/n654612666_2129592_9754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631383824515090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTthvwBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RtBntP1SzxQ/s320/n654612666_2129592_9754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyXrH7J55I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pEOzgu0fC-c/s1600-h/n661742581_1049546_9450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272756030861338514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyXrH7J55I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pEOzgu0fC-c/s320/n661742581_1049546_9450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyXq4t-UEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZjkvRaLHANg/s1600-h/n654612666_2129605_1457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272756026779521090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyXq4t-UEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZjkvRaLHANg/s320/n654612666_2129605_1457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTNJFyhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DM1j7f3nnRA/s1600-h/n686201629_1493194_9666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631375131167250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSwmTNJFyhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DM1j7f3nnRA/s320/n686201629_1493194_9666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVja4-RJI/AAAAAAAAAns/BvsGXbT_Ur4/s1600-h/n686201629_1493197_369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272753699490251922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSyVja4-RJI/AAAAAAAAAns/BvsGXbT_Ur4/s320/n686201629_1493197_369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;featuring mr roach as well! fake la, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were a couple of interesting happenings. this had to do with two of the people who came on their own, being moose and our boss weijian. moose somehow got lost even though he took the right bus and ended up walking around somewhere rather far away, and ms tang had to fetch the moose on the loose and bring him back to the right place. wahahaha meanwhile, with ajay's special intelligence, we managed to ambush weijian just as he was outside ms tang's door, and gave him a very loud, 'applausive' welcome while managing to capture this rare photo of the epitome of jai in the process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuoOpB8u3I/AAAAAAAAAls/vyrCxgsQh6w/s1600-h/n654612666_2129612_4201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272492758252960626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuoOpB8u3I/AAAAAAAAAls/vyrCxgsQh6w/s320/n654612666_2129612_4201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was time for &lt;em&gt;goodbyeee&lt;/em&gt; sadly, and after exchanging well-wishes we went our separate ways. being part of the mrt group, i bunked in with moose, simjoo, mari and phoon into ajay's parents' car, who kindly agreed to fetch us to the mrt station. for a certain reason or another, we spent our time discussing best ways to die and slashing in front of ajay's mum all the way to the mrt station. yes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trainmates! moose till city hall, and mari all the way. in that considerably long ride we talked about everything under sun, including poolz skillz, which mari supposedly can practise almost every weekday now (hmmmm) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, aside from an amusing run-in that mari and i had with a member of the public, that basically concluded the night. TRULY, I WILL MISS HAVING MS TANG AS OUR CT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[4 Nov: Choon's House and AVENUE Q!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, we had some time to go to choon's house again for a slack/jamming/gaming session. however on that day i had completely forgotten about avenue q, so i only realised when i got a call from nat at 3 plus, when i had only arrived at choon's for about an hour or so. anyway, we mosey-ed around at choon's place, first playing &lt;em&gt;Ooh La&lt;/em&gt; with hp, this time trying to drum along to his guitar. tried singing while drumming but it kind of didn't work :/ so it seems i still have to decide which to do. sounded pretty nice though, in my opinion. hp must faster learn the chorus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed around, played abit of bnet, and then had to rush off for avenue q. was a little bit on tenterhooks, because the bus took forever to come :X ran all the way from city hall (after reaching there, that is) to the esplanade, and nicely met the 'soon-to-be-giggling' gang (slau, ben, nat, shahan) at the underpass 12 minutes before the show opening. we bolted our way there as the esplanade announcement was being made, while both literally and figuratively catching up with each other. naatttttttttttttttttttt :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuo9ZGNexI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BWRziqUHu_8/s1600-h/Leoson190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272493561429719826" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuo9ZGNexI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BWRziqUHu_8/s320/Leoson190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Parental Advisory on the right reads: &lt;em&gt;Puppet Nudity on Stage&lt;/em&gt; - and they're not joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REALLY GOOD MUSICAL THOUGH. LOVED IT. my avenue q experience was in fact amplified by the presence of the ahem, good, ahem, movie mates. but we laughed out loud throughout the whole thing, and it was even more gratifying to here all the songs that were oh-so-familiar to us already like &lt;em&gt;The Internet Is For Porn, What Do You Do With B.A. In English?&lt;/em&gt; etc. and of course, the esplanade itself, holds very memorable things personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very enjoyable night indeed. i somehow got persuaded by the rest to get this really cool shirt. hahahaha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuoOwmo34I/AAAAAAAAAl0/1u_QxPxQm_s/s1600-h/Leoson188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272492760285896578" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuoOwmo34I/AAAAAAAAAl0/1u_QxPxQm_s/s320/Leoson188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW.&lt;br /&gt;that's what my wallet would have said then, if it could talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Remedials, CCA and assorted retardism]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the remedials had to begin so early. only had one measly day of rest before having to return to the familiar blocks of green, black and white again. i woke up on thursday from dreaming of planning what to do on my first day off -.- HORRIBLE. it was just like the night before meeting up at mari's for pw, i dreamt that wj and mari were telling me that the meeting was cancelled. (speaking of dreams, i've had a lot more wierd ones recently. more on those in the next post when i get back to current affairs) sigh. anyway for both thursday and friday that week i dragged myself to school, barely holding up throughout the lectures and trying immensely hard to record down all the interesting questions that were being brought up. I remember making a mental goal then to get down to thinking about them in the next week - the week before my working week - but as you will/can see, i haven't started on them yet. (ah well, i might get down to them later today, if i decide to take a break from math)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my afternoons after the lectures were largely spent mulling about with pengseng at the library or on dear lawsoc and WG. lots of time spent innovating distribution techniques, shaking &lt;strike&gt;hands&lt;/strike&gt; usbs with wrong usb ports in library computers, staring at two page reports, forms and concocting threatening screenshots with jesulyn, having dinners with blyc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSutRfdtTKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/gqguhcN4jNc/s1600-h/2pagedraftlol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272498304782781602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSutRfdtTKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/gqguhcN4jNc/s320/2pagedraftlol.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSutRdAryxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/LSD16qq1llg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272498304124177170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSutRdAryxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/LSD16qq1llg/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend II Pt. 1 (8 Nov: back in the esplanade)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;FINALLY, i got a good night's rest all the way till 11+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, i went out to attend re(a)d dotters meeting at the NLB, and it so happened that the big space near the entrance was being used for a certain school band concert ^.^ and after a while we got ushered off by some security guards. thus we then boldly decided to make our way to city hall on foot, and after some trekking, it evolved into a greater exodus to the esplanade. we discussed on the roof; really nice place with a good view, comfortable wind and all. there were many other youths skulking around there as well, and many phototakers and possibly couples too (: i won't deny it's a pretty sweet place to go when you're on a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a very fruitful discussion (in which i found out my sub-comm had undergone a complete remake in terms of members (before i had even seen my original members haha) but yes, wenyu, yajie, cheryl, jiayou people!), after which weijian and i headed for the esplanade library to look at music scores. that place always reminds me of the soile isokoski SSO concert, and the through-the-roof cafe. fond-ish times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, the rest in the next entry - i'll do it up before i leave for beijing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming soon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend II Pt. 2 (9 Nov: Music Lesson (as usual). The new-gen wonders of Marina Promenade and Parkway Parade.)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bus(i)-ness in school. what holidays? but love the chocolate! (10, 11 and 12 Nov)]&lt;br /&gt;[choon's lan party (13 and 14 Nov)]&lt;br /&gt;[weekend III: lawsoc outing &amp;amp; re(a)d dot SR comm meeting (15 and 16 Nov)]&lt;br /&gt;[why the rush? the holiday busy period.]&lt;br /&gt;[working life.]&lt;br /&gt;[A &lt;strike&gt;genuine&lt;/strike&gt; taste of high school]&lt;br /&gt;[A jc student's home-slacking activities] &lt;/strong&gt;&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/6654693-5706477824596606028?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/5706477824596606028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=5706477824596606028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5706477824596606028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/5706477824596606028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-iii-holidays-began.html' title='Life III (The holidays began?)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSuo9pVNNAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/gVsKCO0iV7I/s72-c/n654612666_1828770_87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1654750167622696063</id><published>2008-11-10T21:56:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:20:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life II (conclusion, comPWetion, continuation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;congrats to all who are successful so far in their law internship applications! remember to thank the rest of the lawsoc exco, they have went to lengths to get these opportunities for yall k!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DISCLAIMER(s):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Read the previous post&lt;br /&gt;-Some events discussed here are brought over from the previous post&lt;br /&gt;-Abovementioned events are taken from quite a few days back in history and so this post is not very current. current events will be caught up on soon, i promise!&lt;br /&gt;-Soon to be another dragged post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[More photos from The Last Day of School]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqn3X9jWI/AAAAAAAAAkc/em130HyPRHk/s1600-h/n696973782_1573678_6692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162203647380834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqn3X9jWI/AAAAAAAAAkc/em130HyPRHk/s320/n696973782_1573678_6692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqonURThI/AAAAAAAAAkk/nGaR7vArKPE/s1600-h/n696973782_1573682_7950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162216516800018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqonURThI/AAAAAAAAAkk/nGaR7vArKPE/s320/n696973782_1573682_7950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure no one (or two people, for that matter) looks like that when thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqperojhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mYNP7Dt93Aw/s1600-h/n696973782_1573694_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162231378742802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqperojhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mYNP7Dt93Aw/s320/n696973782_1573694_1273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 'granddaughter' marissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqo5B8MNI/AAAAAAAAAks/0z9BoGtnorQ/s1600-h/n696973782_1573683_8235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162221271757010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqo5B8MNI/AAAAAAAAAks/0z9BoGtnorQ/s320/n696973782_1573683_8235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely not like this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqpTzMILI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pn5GIyEdr5g/s1600-h/n696973782_1573686_8811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162228457644210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqpTzMILI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pn5GIyEdr5g/s320/n696973782_1573686_8811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with phoonut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Equipment check &amp;amp; OP!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was grand. wj and i began the day with rather pessimistic views on life. we were the only people from 7B vaguely on time for the tech run, i had prepared everything except for a thumbdrive which could contain the video and the slides, and OP was on the next day. however, our immense resourcefulness pulled us through, and we confirmed our tech needs armed with a laptop with nothing in it, a lan cable, and a thumbdrive we borrowed from yy. while waiting for the rest of our forces, we bunkered in with any pw group who kindly gave us about 2 square feet of the room to sit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the army was in full attendance, we trooped over to the raja block foyer to have our &lt;strike&gt;bloody&lt;/strike&gt; rehearsals. we began by taking a very tactical approach towards q&amp;amp;a, and after walloping it upside down a few times we recieved reinforcements and took the battle out to the school roads, where plants made up the bulk of the spectator stand. we did an ad hoc jig on the road, still enjoying ourselves even when only plants, 'turfing' students, and cars which almost ran into us were listening. ((: the battle soon concluded, upon which we shifted ourselves to food junction for a lunch and a finalizing of the next day's plans. jai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much left to muse and hop around about the actual OP anymore, given that its already been over a week ago. i had forgone the chance as being in a group allocated on the first day of posting up advice for the others. oh well, i'm pretty sure most of you thought it wasn't all that bad. we did ok i guess. for myself i made a major blooper, by reading off the wrong side of one of my cue cards for a few seconds before i realised. heng ah never panic, so i managed to salvage the situation. in fact some people didn't even notice. another highlight of the OP period was peng seng's q &amp;amp; a, where he managed to extort 4 questions out of ms lye and mr sowden. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, we had to celebrate halloween, so after the 'ordeal' (so to speak), we arranged to go to dian's house; she invited us over. well only a fraction of us went, but it was a real cozy gathering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Lightly, 7B frolics. sigh, that part i miss.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since dian's abode so happened to be darn close to my own as well, i took a trip home first to drop off some stuff. from there, i took a blind bus ride on 100 into the serangoon realm, nicely ending up in the interchange. just when i thought i'd be stuck in this monotone maneuver for quite a while, cass arrived there as well. yay! well we discussed a range of topics, which slowly drifted towards "last -day-of-school-ing", something which naturally evokes soulful banter in students like us. i was glad for the company, and the ride to dian's house was soon over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had good cozy fun, chatting, playing guitar hero (and being not very successful at it), watching the eye (10) - WTF is an adjective now, for it describes the show best - got to meet dian's adorable bright-young-boy of a brother. (: moose brought his guitar, so we go to try jamming abit of reptilia. i'm proud to say i've now learnt the bass and drum parts completely! (the simplest parts, persay, but still!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day happened to be I &amp;amp; R and GPF day, and it so happens i felt like being exceptionally nice, so i agreed to help a number of my dearest classmates to hand up theirs, so they would be spared the need of returning to school on a saturday morning. (and for some, the sight of anything pw-related ever again.) well, some of the girls were actually staying over at dian's - and finally getting down to a good movie: &lt;em&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose &lt;/em&gt;which i had to miss simply cause i was a guy. anyway, yeah, you couldn't really force them to drag themselves back to school the next day. (which ironically, is in fact the what i'm going to do at the moment [14/11/08, 5.56 am, choon's house]. currently at choon's lan party, and i'm going to drag myself back to school in a matter of hours. :D but i'm ok with it, for i'm probably going to visit BAND at their prac!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Holidays really begin? The first weekend]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back pretty late from dian's place, so i didn't have the heart or will to complete my i&amp;amp;r that night. intelligent choice indeed. i ended up rushing it out after only one draft on saturday morning before going to school! the entire business was a mess. signatures, filed, paginated, then got shelled for paginating wrongly, had to refile, then repaginated, and finally i was done. i must really thank the girls (thank you, jiacong, yen, char, yumei!) this time plus moose, for being really helpful in my flustered situation. they actually sat down with me for the final 10 minutes and split the job of refiling and repaginating. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh people do make mistakes right. like how simjoo left her taquito with me and forgot to take it back before going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sunday, and back to piano lessons at yicha. well, for a certain reason or another i wasn't feeling too good (had to be the little bit of laksa in the morning), and resulted in a back-n-forth to the restroom. after that reasonably unproductive session, it was time to do the shopping for ms tang's potluck on mon! so i walked over to parkway parade to get the agar ingredients and the fish fingers. following naturally, the rest of the day was spent preparing the stuff. it was really darned fun. FAMILY HOLIDAY PROJECT ICHI! ok la i first time making jelly, so don't laugh please. i'm better baking chocolate cakes than making jelly, seriously. then i was reminded of the importance of home econs, while flustering to find out what exactly '1 cup' was. even my sister was in the dark (hmm...), but i finally managed to get it sorted from a home econs website, proving yet again that &lt;em&gt;'the internet is (NOT)*** for porn' &lt;/em&gt;no matter what trekkie monster of avenue Q says. &lt;strong&gt;FOR YOU IGNORANT SHITS, 1 CUP IS 250 ML, MUAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry about that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAn4qzXBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/kyo7Njf4Ce0/s1600-h/Leoson164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282617994468370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAn4qzXBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/kyo7Njf4Ce0/s320/Leoson164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pot of heated very sweet peach thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAnPASbKI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DtK_mwbP0VA/s1600-h/Leoson162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282606810295458" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAnPASbKI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DtK_mwbP0VA/s320/Leoson162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel with the canned cocktail fruits! family mobilisation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAnJKr0lI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qr7BWmBLKpA/s1600-h/Leoson168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282605243290194" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAnJKr0lI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qr7BWmBLKpA/s320/Leoson168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job, team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAmsSk9EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Fqf6QbguXi8/s1600-h/Leoson170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282597491766338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAmsSk9EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Fqf6QbguXi8/s320/Leoson170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving it to harden overnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAmmY_yyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/E-hbjaWvTZ4/s1600-h/Leoson172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282595908078370" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SSBAmmY_yyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/E-hbjaWvTZ4/s320/Leoson172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing it for the potluck on the next day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ms Tang's Potluck (3/11, Mon)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[choon's house, the potential band, and AVENUE Q!! (4/11)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A JC student's home-slacking activities]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A &lt;strike&gt;genuine&lt;/strike&gt; taste of high school]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Remedials, CCA and assorted retardism]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend II: Re(a)d dot! and the esplanade. (8 and 9 Nov)] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend II: Music Lesson (as usual), and Parkway Parade and Marina Promenade's new-gen wonders. (9 Nov)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bus(i)-ness in school. what holidays? but love the chocolate! (10, 11 and 12 Nov)] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[choon's lan party (13 and 14 Nov)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[weekend III: lawsoc outing &amp;amp; re(a)d dot SR comm meeting (15 and 16 Nov)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[why the rush? the holiday busy period.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[working life.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to normal entries thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th is here. when practically everything under the sun starts, and almost everyone will be kept busy from now till dec.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1654750167622696063?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1654750167622696063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1654750167622696063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1654750167622696063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1654750167622696063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-ii-conclusion-compwetion.html' title='Life II (conclusion, comPWetion, continuation)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRUqn3X9jWI/AAAAAAAAAkc/em130HyPRHk/s72-c/n696973782_1573678_6692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7615632170489559629</id><published>2008-10-30T11:59:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:42:34.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life (Still on the road to comPWetion)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DISCLAIMER(S):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dragged post. Events are updated to the date of 2/11/08 (Sunday).&lt;br /&gt;-Mari my dear granddaughter features a lot in this entry (in the days' events, for that matter!). so does pw (understandably).&lt;br /&gt;-Also, any quotations and/or musings and/or attitudes displayed in this entry are certainly in no way whatsoever influenced by &lt;em&gt;Fruits Basket&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is, the title. Apt and as promised ah yinqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun eh, pw. MY OP'S TOMORRROW!!! JAIIIIII. we shall experience it. i could never have asked for a better group than rj248!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "photostory" of all that has happened since my previous blogpost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[PW on Sunday]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRMhvId8FtI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mOfPaPeM2BI/s1600-h/Leoson137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265589482936866514" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRMhvId8FtI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mOfPaPeM2BI/s320/Leoson137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up doing pw on sunday at my place. mari came the earliest again (even after oversleeping!) and we got to slack and play around for about 20 minutes before the the rest started to arrive. snow white seemed to have had an even greater interest in the visitors this time so i put her on mari's lap to pacify her, and she got so excited that she started jumping and pawing around - much to everyone's delight (i hope!). nikhi arrived a little later - just as we were about to walk out to find her - and wj soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to wj's camera we were able to see ourselves presenting on video, and came to a consensus that &lt;em&gt;the shifty &lt;/em&gt;was the main problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, and that was pretty much our rehearsal, aside from editing a few slides on the comp. so, as seen in the above photo, we had to preoccupy ourselves with other things (: including visiting the boss' house accross the road. wj kindly decided to lend me a 'blues tutorial' book for me to practise (of which i still haven't really got down to) while the girls looked on amusedly at photos of young wj (after mari not-so-lightly bumped her head on one of my front porch lamps and nik left her phone lying around back at my place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ECP bladers outing]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRMiSyYJcMI/AAAAAAAAAjM/dh0pEUURhe4/s1600-h/Leoson141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265590095482286274" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRMiSyYJcMI/AAAAAAAAAjM/dh0pEUURhe4/s320/Leoson141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Deepavali! we free men decided to finally go out on our much delayed east coast park outing, but little did we know we were about to be knocked about by unkind circumstances. meeting at parkway parade (and actually getting to eat at the basement), we were hopeful about the days events, but managed to get rather put off by the sudden thunderstorm - in which we still ventured forth with our (intermittent) 3 hour blading - and a shades stall which distracted us, especially hp, for a full 25 minutes before we even reached the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, i also ran into mari at cold storage before the outing-&lt;em&gt;hmm someone wearing a 7B shirt?! -&lt;/em&gt; while searching for batteries, which cost 6 bucks and came to be of no use at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[School, PW and CCA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the remainder of school mostly saw me dealing with issues related to the two abovementioned things. it was a lively period indeed; spending time in the canteen would guarantee you sights of people rushing around, manning booths, signing up for internships/scholarships/H3, teacher-student conversations, and the forever-present private clusters of pw groups. personally, i was very often part of the first and fourth group of people. rj 248, if you're asking, was very less part of the last group as you'd rarely find us sitting around at the canteen, library, windy benches and ye olde usual places. instead, if you'd ever find us at all, we would probably have been at some secluded fifth/sixth/seventh floor classroom, on the floor outside those classrooms, at a random block A corridor, in the middle of the intra-school roads (yes, we did rehearse there and almost got knocked down by a car :D great memories of pw, yes), at j8 getting high, or cramming into one of our houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days passed, and the last day of school had to eventually arrive. emotions hung in the air - i'll just leave you with photos. after we all had our good time, it was time for pw again. yet another really interesting afternoon spent with rj248 rehearsing/sleeping on the floor at the end of the 5th floor corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIFPjYeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CetlwYLel44/s1600-h/n661742581_1049443_6987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265954949428371938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIFPjYeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CetlwYLel44/s320/n661742581_1049443_6987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yumei's skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuI9zwJpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tAcWlL6PH1Q/s1600-h/n696973782_1573677_6427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265954964612589202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuI9zwJpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tAcWlL6PH1Q/s320/n696973782_1573677_6427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class, with bits of pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIWcVXNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pWvBREDMP7Y/s1600-h/n696973782_1573660_1714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265954954045381842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIWcVXNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pWvBREDMP7Y/s320/n696973782_1573660_1714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autographing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and a lot of more nonsense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIYNYuSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mkbL6uXtohM/s1600-h/n661742581_1049448_8137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265954954519558434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRuIYNYuSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mkbL6uXtohM/s320/n661742581_1049448_8137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCkmfowI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fCRdkHNctgg/s1600-h/n696973782_1573697_2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265955954278507266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCkmfowI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fCRdkHNctgg/s320/n696973782_1573697_2262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCVJCBdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/tnw_xC5Jgyg/s1600-h/n696973782_1573696_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265955950128399826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCVJCBdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/tnw_xC5Jgyg/s320/n696973782_1573696_1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCDucddI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FVTvNpsSo78/s1600-h/n696973782_1573691_343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265955945453483474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvCDucddI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FVTvNpsSo78/s320/n696973782_1573691_343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peng, about to be owned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvB-aXegI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Zna-4ZRa3mY/s1600-h/n696973782_1573688_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265955944027093506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRRvB-aXegI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Zna-4ZRa3mY/s320/n696973782_1573688_9490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny looks squashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea there were more solo/couple/small photos as well, but due to the already exploding length of this entry i'll be moving them to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be shifted to next entry: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[MORE PHOTOS from Last Day of School]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Equipment Check]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OP!!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Holidays really begin? the first weekend]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news...ri buckley came last again this year i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes true love brings pain, in a temporal state of mind -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as to truly love someone, is to always put their feelings before your own,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;no matter what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, loving someone can make you feel sad sometimes, it can also make you feel lonely. But,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;it can make you feel happier, than ever before. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it can make a terrible hour seem like days, but,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;it can also make a split second of happy memory, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&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/6654693-7615632170489559629?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7615632170489559629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7615632170489559629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7615632170489559629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7615632170489559629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-still-on-road-to-compwetion.html' title='Life (Still on the road to comPWetion)'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SRMhvId8FtI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mOfPaPeM2BI/s72-c/Leoson137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-2017611089226375051</id><published>2008-10-24T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:35:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road to comPWetion</title><content type='html'>PW's been getting to everyone. only today, hp had to borrow 80 bucks from edmund for his group's OP props. i wasn't that surprised by the cash borrowing, but i was by the fact that his group was spending $80 just for the darned OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of pw, last saturday our group met at mari's to expedite our refilming process with the help of her obliging brothers, who were really nice. there were some minor distractions from work - i.e. two aircons in the living room?! her dad's laptop hanging for reasons similar to what happens on my pc - desktop icons and virtual memory, and a pretty lovebird that nibbled on my index finger several times over, leaving a miniscule cut and a red hue for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was house party, and although the turnout still could have been better, i did enjoy myself tremendously. you know, participation is just all it takes for one to have fun. speaking of which, for me the party started with first running into &lt;em&gt;the one for fun&lt;/em&gt; (dear edmund himself) and gang. i busied myself with trying to get everyone to start being active, so starting with kevin, i began a couple of 'chopsticks' rounds, all of which i lost. hm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then it got more exciting. DDR, hosted amiably by austin - I actually passed a level 2 song, hurray hurray. still didn't get to play guitar hero, but no matter that, it's always in the hodge lodge if i actually want to. then mass musical chairs (fyi, the only mass game which the girls properly participated in), which was hilariously retarded, because no one was &lt;strong&gt;actually moving.&lt;/strong&gt; always a major problem in mass (and by this i mean like more than 15 players) musical chairs. so much for the "band of brothers" strategy that we plotted in the beginning. after abit more of DDR, desmond, yinan, edmund and I decided to engage in Twister, which up till now i'm still unsure of whether it was a good idea or a bad one. well, in any case, now i know providence tends to desert me whenever it comes to twister, especially when edmund's around. well, i had a good workout (a pretty good one indeed). moose and hp came along, and we had multiple rounds of 5-men twister, while yingjie watched us with amusement. almost immediately after twister, we were called upon for BB v HH modified dodgeball. the end result - a rather worn out, perspiring, probably stinky gang of guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SQNSpBhOUYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BO0OVDS1U9s/s1600-h/Leoson134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261139654434771330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SQNSpBhOUYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BO0OVDS1U9s/s320/Leoson134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SQNSptj71RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1237HA-myLg/s1600-h/Leoson135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261139666257302802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SQNSptj71RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1237HA-myLg/s320/Leoson135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DINNER. The best part. aside from the good food, there was incredible company. hp+moose+edmund and the octet gang (comprising the good old WG+lawsoc combination). yinan is pure funniness. thanks to him, my house party dinner experience included the eating of orchid petals. i so love WG and lawsoc, for they're filled with the most amazing people. the last sessions were this week as well, with WG ending with a nice exco meeting+douglas on the comfortable floor outside A46 and a long dinner, and lawsoc ending with a nice cozy few-people meeting. and of course, with jes crashing the house party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;great day, friday. PTM looms tomorrow, a PW meeting on sun/mon, and the OP next friday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-2017611089226375051?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/2017611089226375051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=2017611089226375051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2017611089226375051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/2017611089226375051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-road-to-compwetion.html' title='On the road to comPWetion'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SQNSpBhOUYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BO0OVDS1U9s/s72-c/Leoson134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8429412553526417427</id><published>2008-10-21T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:33:23.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lightning seems so much more frequent recently</title><content type='html'>than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm having a little trouble with CHARACTER DECIPHERING PART II. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe was surprising today. FLOORBALL TOP SCORER WOOT! great team. i think i owe it to the good ol' times spent during laguna youth golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the promos? i quote &lt;strike&gt;myself&lt;/strike&gt;: "Everyone in the class got promoted? oh k i don't have to see the results already. hurray!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but, anyway, i made an average, pretty mediocre performance. still not managing the A for gp and lit, and my econs was totally demolished. i'm rather happy for math and chem though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOK THAT OLD TO YOU, YOU BLARDY INDISCRIMINATE FLYER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SP313LxUPrI/AAAAAAAAAio/sT5YMPeeHJs/s1600-h/Leoson133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259630268239855282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SP313LxUPrI/AAAAAAAAAio/sT5YMPeeHJs/s320/Leoson133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Source: Parkway Parade, Marina Promenade, Sunday, 19 Oct 2008]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8429412553526417427?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8429412553526417427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8429412553526417427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8429412553526417427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8429412553526417427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/lightning-seems-so-much-more-frequent.html' title='the lightning seems so much more frequent recently'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SP313LxUPrI/AAAAAAAAAio/sT5YMPeeHJs/s72-c/Leoson133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7589587228384733594</id><published>2008-10-17T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:01:15.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In which banlist is not a form of discrimnation</title><content type='html'>SUTA! and it's also jiayun's birthday :D happy birthday jiayunnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i missed my bus stop on the way home yesterday and had to take a 15 minute walk back -.-nicely done. this tiredness was going to haunt me for the next day(today) and probably will tomorrow as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if were to chart my energy level throughout the day, it would go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lunch+lawsoc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt; home&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PE really pumped me up (basketball for the win!), but it was temporal and took a lot out of me, so i was really zombified from lunch onwards and into the evening. so much so that i was worried i wouldn't enjoy myself at the class bbq later. but it proved to be a needless worry, as once again the human spirit truimphed over the physical state, and i thoroughly had fun even while dragging around my lethargic frame which had potentially kena-ed the cold/flu from mari for the second time running (which was the only reason why i wore a long sleeve shirt even in full knowledge of the imminent pool dunking that did occur). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPn8kSlFJXI/AAAAAAAAAig/v1ArdpQvWxw/s1600-h/n708741302_1947913_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258511740324619634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPn8kSlFJXI/AAAAAAAAAig/v1ArdpQvWxw/s400/n708741302_1947913_1443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well now i'm wet, chlorinated, and dead beat. i should be resting to recuperate for pw tomorrow, but i have a rant that i must deliver today. i won't rest well otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Most active &lt;strong&gt;Blizzard BattleNet (TM)&lt;/strong&gt; users would be familiar with this application known as the &lt;strong&gt;Wc3Banlist&lt;/strong&gt;. To those not in the know, this application does pretty much what its name suggests, plus a few more added functions. It is often used by players who host games on the server to track down undesirable players. The banlist will record down the IGNs and notify the host when such players are present in the game lobby. undesirable players can include a range of gamers. firstly and most prominently, are those who are termed as "leavers", those who leave the game halfway all the time, spoiling the fun for everyone else. second, are those who display undesirable attitudes during a game - for example making personal offences against other players, exploiting bugs, etcetera. lastly, are those who may cause the game to not run well - e.g. players from other countries, whom may cause lag as the connection is less direct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that brings me to my point. Indeed, there have been abusers of the banlist, at the "expense" (sidetrack: IN FACT, what kind of "expense" is there even? i mean like, omg, My IGN just got banned from one out of many hosted games in a online platform where IGN creation is practically unrestricted by someone i don't even know. wow.) of other "innocent" (yeah right, innocent. like the &lt;strong&gt;Conspiracy Of Geeks&lt;/strong&gt; insinuated in their song &lt;em&gt;Requiem for a Pistol&lt;/em&gt;, few are innocent in the face of neo-anonymity) players. Complaints start to arise because of these few black sheep, and the crediblity of banlist use starts to deteriorate, resulting in a cyclical breakdown of its usage. the ONE complaint that i have to address, is as laid out in the title. banlist use, is NOT, and will never be, a form of discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leavers ask for a second chance, and give excuses such as, everyone should be given a second chance la (THIS IS THE MOST ABSURD), got stuff on la, parents la, brother using ah (this is the worst. 差やman. even online you push the blame away? really can say 没有教养 alr). thing is, its online. WITH ALL RIGHTS THAT ACCORD TO YOU BEING ANONYMOUS, ALL RIGHTS ALSO ACCORD TO THE HOST FOR DOUBTING YOU, PRECISELY BECAUSE OF YOUR ANONYMITY. it's not discrimination or anything, don't give hosts that kind of bullshit please. if you didn't want to be banned in the first place, then why didn't you explain to the host before leaving and just zoomed straight out? in fact if you started kp-ing before you leave, i have nothing to say already. just get ready to be banned, since you just gave the host a premise to be biased against you. the other thing, is not allowing players from other countries. this is very simple. you force join and play, you lag, we lag, all lag, lose. we tell you this is an SG ONLY game, you find others, we don't lag, you don't get banned/kp-ed, you find other games, you don't lag, win. elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, there was a &lt;strong&gt;meme&lt;/strong&gt; that yu neng passed on two weeks ago. i've filled it in but neglected to post it up. here it is. it is quite unique (in a sense) i think kind of understand now, after reading some the questions, why the questions aren't allowed to be publicised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[BEGIN MEME]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi all! Someone shared this quiz with me so I'm obliged to pay it forward. Here're the instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Next to each number, write only the name of the person who fits.&lt;br /&gt;2) Answer one question with one name.&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't tell the questions to anyone who isn't doing the meme. (therefore, there'll only be names here, and no questions, and that's the "unique" bit. ping me personally for the questions, i know yall are eager to know what questions i put your names down for :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Joel Ng!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Ai Lin! and that's pretty long.&lt;br /&gt;3. SERIOUSLY NOT APPLICABLE (: i like my life.&lt;br /&gt;4. Beverley.&lt;br /&gt;5. Garry&lt;br /&gt;6. Edmund Ong. no mistake.&lt;br /&gt;7. Seetow.&lt;br /&gt;8. Andy!&lt;br /&gt;9. Hui Peng. the hp.&lt;br /&gt;10. Joyce, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;11. Samuel Lau. the slau.&lt;br /&gt;12. Delphia! major compliment la girl, but i'm honoured indeed.&lt;br /&gt;13. slau again! "we want slau!!"&lt;br /&gt;14. Bak Peng Seng. Ultimate manliness.&lt;br /&gt;15. Jotham. already have? :D&lt;br /&gt;16. Zhiyuan!&lt;br /&gt;17. Bernice. "Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;18. Alice...&lt;br /&gt;19. Jesulyn.&lt;br /&gt;20. Ajay perumal&lt;br /&gt;21. Jayne! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;22. Melody. melzor paxor.&lt;br /&gt;23. weijiannnnn. wj. rin namcha sia.&lt;br /&gt;24. Beverley. again. "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."&lt;br /&gt;25. Edwin. people say one!&lt;br /&gt;26. RACHEL x)&lt;br /&gt;27. Szeyen. Yen!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;28. Marissa!! marilee&lt;br /&gt;29. undisclosed. undisclosed!&lt;br /&gt;30. I'm sorry about #29 =P hey i know curiousity burns so yea, don't hesitate to ask me for the questions. you guys are loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. mysterious... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ciao i'll be back soon after the monday madness (when we get back our promos).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;fly away on my zephyr&lt;br /&gt;i feel it more than ever&lt;br /&gt;and in this perfect weather&lt;br /&gt;we'll find a place together&lt;br /&gt;fly on my wing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7589587228384733594?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7589587228384733594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7589587228384733594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7589587228384733594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7589587228384733594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-which-banlist-is-not-form-of.html' title='In which banlist is not a form of discrimnation'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPn8kSlFJXI/AAAAAAAAAig/v1ArdpQvWxw/s72-c/n708741302_1947913_1443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-6166669382419309874</id><published>2008-10-09T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:29:30.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of neoprints, fans, and a hole in my pants</title><content type='html'>please don't get the title wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;only last sunday i managed to evade the prospect of neoprint spamming with alice and her entourage (and all the cash that i may have leaked on a such a dangerous outing - and this is the figurative portion of the hole in my pants). well, yay me. and alice, you had better get down to some serious practising, now that your exams are over. the recital's only a few weeks away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;four days ago i got a shock when i opened my inbox. FANMAIL omg. for my writing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow! i read through the lot of it, corresponded, went blogsurfing around (some of their blogs) and found out lots of cool things that made me get that WFF (warm and fuzzy feeling - credits to writers' guild for this) inside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in short, my writing was actually able to touch people and reach out to their hearts. a great success for a writer indeed, and i am very elated. ((: it's a new thing though, having fans. i'm not counting the time zhenning started a cheering entourage in the middle of a studio recital. (someone owes me a treat...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the literal portion of the hole in my pants is, very obviously, a real hole in my pants. in one of my rj school pants. y'know, if it were any ordinary hole (hole in the pocket, hole in the legs, &lt;strike&gt;hole in the backside&lt;/strike&gt; etc...) it would have been perfectly fine and perhaps even cool. but no, where might this hole be? it just had &lt;strong&gt;there. &lt;/strong&gt;and what's more, i had to discover it halfway through the day in school. (gg.) the less resourceful man would probably not have survived a situation such as this, but suffice to say, i managed. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school today was really great, because of the return of CCA trainings! woot. the first post-promo WG session was a blast. and this is the first ever publicly disclosed exco meeting minutes of the day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPDNe4fYJ4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/KVwHed-6hro/s1600-h/wgahemminutes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255926695585130370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPDNe4fYJ4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/KVwHed-6hro/s400/wgahemminutes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...which was supposed to be about open house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, talking about WG reminds me of a meme that yuneng sent me a few days ago, which i enthusiastically filled up but have not posted it as of yet. this particular meme is kind of unique, but in a retarded sort of way, i'll post it up in the next entry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'll shift back into reclusiveness for now. towards jai for the two Ps, pw and piano!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-6166669382419309874?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/6166669382419309874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=6166669382419309874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6166669382419309874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/6166669382419309874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-neoprints-fans-and-hole-in-my-pants.html' title='Of neoprints, fans, and a hole in my pants'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SPDNe4fYJ4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/KVwHed-6hro/s72-c/wgahemminutes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8486382388048891982</id><published>2008-10-04T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:38:43.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livejournal'/><title type='text'>In which macs was noisier than a fish market at lunch</title><content type='html'>"Yes, we have to be careful about crying "fire" in a crowded theater. But calling this a meltdown is like crying "fire" in an inferno." - Daniel Gross on the Wall Street "meltdown".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided, that today, livejournal deserved yet another spot of limelight on my blog. this time, on a pretty large scale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6HO9p-RI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ot1Z-1ucgAc/s1600-h/pardusthumb_060923_paparazzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253512861277878546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6HO9p-RI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ot1Z-1ucgAc/s320/pardusthumb_060923_paparazzo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the entry that is full of nonsense(omg pardus is so cute!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mood \ *.* lethargic ]&lt;br /&gt;what if i'm ALSO excited, contemplative, AND hopeful? ah but this is blogger, so no problem -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*[mood \ *.*, :o, ?) lethargic but hopeful and contemplative.]&lt;br /&gt;[location \ home]&lt;br /&gt;[music \ Money For Nothing - Dire Straits]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;man WHERE ARE MY EMOTICONS?! IT'S DARNED IRRITATING THAT I CAN'T HAVE THOSE SMALL SQUIGGLY THINGS. I WANT MY EMOTICONS NOW, FOR THEY ARE JUST IMPORTANT, SO DAMN IMPORTANT. indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is now &lt;strong&gt;friendslocked (NOT!). &lt;/strong&gt;please leave me a message if you want access :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, of course it isn't. why would i have anything to hide? the only people i wouldn't wish on this page would be spammers/flamers/dark, dark, goods dealers. i opt for a more technical approach to this, and thankfully blogger allows IP blocking. nowadays, tracking visitors is so simple indeed, with statcounter, cbox, and whatnot. though the rising trend of youths actually using these services to STALK/"COUNTERSTALK" people has long since defeated the original anti-stalking purpose of visitor tracking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goddamn it, just block them, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;about life: the promos break is coming to an end, for school is revving up its engines again with pw OP looming just beyond the traffic light, which up till now had been showing a darn comfortable red-for-stopandrest. perhaps too comfortable, such that my lazy self has gotten too accustomed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;omg i now suddenly have google photostorage man. no more need for photobucket or shutterfly (ok maybe i still need shutterfly) but woot. SPAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6G258iKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ks7XUbyfUH0/s1600-h/Leoson123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253512854819866786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6G258iKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ks7XUbyfUH0/s320/Leoson123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this photo is as purposeful as the bench in the photo. if you observe your surroundings actively, you often get to witness queer sights as such. eh, anyone visiting my house soon wanna take a sit there with me sometime?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6G2YpiXI/AAAAAAAAAiA/TULxBNX7gy0/s1600-h/octoberflowermonth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253512854680209778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6G2YpiXI/AAAAAAAAAiA/TULxBNX7gy0/s320/octoberflowermonth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OCTOBER, THE MONTH OF THE FLOWER?! notice the year on this particular calender.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHAHAHAHA and man, google adsense rocks! i can actually make money from having these advertisements! but no thanks for me, i opted not to participate, and here i have a ad-free blog WOW. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so unlike some other blog services which force ads onto your blog and don't even pay you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;ah, and now, the comfort and the ease of html editing in blogger. love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boulevard of broken songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vNLop_nuCzo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vNLop_nuCzo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yours truly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;(0) esteemed chatterboxes&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;be one! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labels: livejournal, blogger, nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: my REAL, DERELICT, HTML DEFUNCT, ONLY-USED-TO-VISIT-FRIENDSLOCKED-LJ-BLOGS livejournal is here: &lt;a href="http://other-winds.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://other-winds.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8486382388048891982?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8486382388048891982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8486382388048891982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8486382388048891982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8486382388048891982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-which-macs-was-noisier-than-fish.html' title='In which macs was noisier than a fish market at lunch'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOg6HO9p-RI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ot1Z-1ucgAc/s72-c/pardusthumb_060923_paparazzo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-7892581393315890526</id><published>2008-10-01T22:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:29:55.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leo attempts to demolish his writer's block</title><content type='html'>(happy children's day!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. and at this time too. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messrs and Misses readers of this entry. i apologise if this entry is incoherent in any way, and beg you to understand that leo is being creatively hindered in a large way which will both directly cause incoherence in this entry - simply because he cannot string words together coherently - and indirectly too - because he is irritable from being unable to finish his poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was gonna talk about the promos period, and it was pretty nice, thanks to friends. the study break consisted of three days - and i spent a day mugging at choon's place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOGu5QfljI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9BhlAS6EhGs/s1600-h/n696973782_1395493_7683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252189730646234674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOGu5QfljI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9BhlAS6EhGs/s320/n696973782_1395493_7683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bearrrrrrrrrrrr!!! look at choon in the background :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOGu8byziI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HjE6-YMhc_I/s1600-h/n696973782_1395504_2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252189731498937890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOGu8byziI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HjE6-YMhc_I/s320/n696973782_1395504_2323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left: moose, choon, leo, hp. this is so remniscent of the dramafest publicity shadowplay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another mugging with yinqi at the windy benches, which on that very day was very windy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spent doing the painful 3 hour math mock promos, a little mugging with hp and jes in school, and some more with nikhi and karen at nik's place. (nik has a petite dog, very cute but extremely timid too :X):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOMr8ivKPI/AAAAAAAAAho/fswSpX-Jhsc/s1600-h/Leoson112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252196277058218226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOMr8ivKPI/AAAAAAAAAho/fswSpX-Jhsc/s320/Leoson112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, needless to say, was closet, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the promos days themselves were fine. i particularly loved the times spent crapping around with 7B and old friends, whether at the lockers, in the school library, or at someone's house. as i mentioned in earlier musings, the papers weren't particularly fascinating, but other than that the so-called "purgatory" period was actually fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an interesting note my mum brought back some "Dead Sea" products (some of you ladies familiar with these?) and my sister and i in our astonishment spent an hour turfing at those things. i even tried on the shampoo - no comment on the cosmetic/healing effects that it supposedly posesseses. here's a close up of the "Dead Sea mud":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOPkXRfddI/AAAAAAAAAhw/urgmqqDW6kY/s1600-h/Leoson121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252199445329573330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOPkXRfddI/AAAAAAAAAhw/urgmqqDW6kY/s320/Leoson121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any of you ladies who wish to try these products out or borrow abit feel free to approach me. i'm not guaranteeing (positive) results, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and that'll be all for today i'm afraid. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll do it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on our own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-7892581393315890526?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/7892581393315890526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=7892581393315890526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7892581393315890526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/7892581393315890526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/10/leo-attempts-to-demolish-his-writers.html' title='leo attempts to demolish his writer&apos;s block'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SOOGu5QfljI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9BhlAS6EhGs/s72-c/n696973782_1395493_7683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-8298825373313283995</id><published>2008-09-27T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:22:55.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything besides the point</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL YALL TAGGERS THAT MAKE UP A REAL INTERESTING SECTION OF THIS HUMBLE BLOG! ((: keep taggin'! (p.s. someone please confirm my suspicions as mentioned on my tagboard. *hint*hint* tz *hint*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes, for the bulk of us, promos would have ended. yay! not for me though, i have half a paper left on monday. (thank you yona for your most thoughtful reminder &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i was in the midst of having fun too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha, just kidding! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided against desecrating the general celebratory mood - indeed, i have the weekend to mull upon and mug out the abovementioned half of a paper - and went ahead with hanging out in the past two days, with both my class on thursday - 'cause we all agreed we needed a break yes? - and hp+jes+moose yesterday. so in a nutshell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: lunch+movie+dinner with part of 7B. highlights included the movie itself: &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/em&gt; which has a slightly modified storyline from the original musical, as well as modded ABBA songs which no one could resist (the soundtrack's the top seller in borders music atm by the way). the second highlight would obviously be the dinner at thai express, which didn't go so well. the company was great yes, but i couldn't really say the same for the food...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;: YEAH back to good old orchard with the happy hp who had a seemingly nice physics paper experience. i took a long wait at j8 with shah and karliang before hp's grand arrival, upon which we took off to orchard and straight to borders. although i didn't manage to spot Romance Vol. 1 there, we managed to spot some cool stuff as well as notice the top music charts for borders. the "Mamma Mia!" soundtrack right at the top, and Metallica's "Death Magnetic" trailing at fourth place. before taking off to good old remniscent taka, we bolted straight to paragon for hp to take a look at his potential shoes - where the both of us got momentarily stunned by the entire "high-class"ness of the place. pretty daunting, i couldn't get used to the unfamiliar atmosphere and crowd there. but we came across a fish &amp;amp; co. there in the basement and decided that it would be the venue for the day's lunching. arriving back at taka, we had a good time browsing around at kino, where jes and moose joined us - and moose noticed the bunny suicide comic strips (good grief). at 2 we trooped back to paragon for the fish &amp;amp; co. which poked a hole in my wallet. i gladly lived with that hole, because the food was good and satisfying, we ate for pretty long, and stoned (talkin' about dear life) there till 4.30 thereabouts. pretty worth it. after that we shifted ourselves to dhoby ghaut for a nice training session, with pengseng joining us to be the regular commentator and thereafter it was gohome time at 9.15pm - but only after accompanying moose and "kai1dao3-ing him", and recieving yet another jab in my wallet to pay nat and gang (whom we bumped into along the way) for the avenue q tickets. now i safekeep some bomb value's worth of tickets; omg scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SN5sovaJ0lI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JEMS7BG2STg/s1600-h/260920084766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250753662737306194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SN5sovaJ0lI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JEMS7BG2STg/s320/260920084766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crazy platter. mouth watering or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a whole lot more did actually go on during the promos in the last two weeks, where i took a blogging hiatus - in fact, with the exception of the math and econs paper it was pretty fun. so yes, i will devote an entry soon to the happenings, but for now i've got to end, cause i still have a paper on monday (be assured, i remember!) and there's a lot more to do, LIKE WATCHING THE FIRST F1 GRAND PRIX IN SINGAPORE ! how exciting - the practice runs were last night, and the placings begin today. have fun, all you lucky dudes who managed to get tickets! as for my "maybe i'm a leo" renault/maclaren superfan self, whom providence did not favour in this particular venture, i'll just have to be content with watching it on the screen while attempting to consume dinner along with multidudes of text on the metaphysical. makes me want to go karting again...i actually wonder if the 'kallang wheels' is still open. 80km/h on a rather bendy track ok! not bad right. ok fine i know those guys on tv now go at speeds of over 300, but oh well, i was in primary 6 yo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://app.stb.gov.sg/Data/news/1/1bcef5d8bd566084523bf65b7e1a245d/f1-singapore-gp_hires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://app.stb.gov.sg/Data/news/1/1bcef5d8bd566084523bf65b7e1a245d/f1-singapore-gp_hires.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;ooh, shiny red ball!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marry me girl be my fairy to the world&lt;br /&gt;Be my very own constellation&lt;br /&gt;A teenage bride with a baby inside&lt;br /&gt;Getting high on information&lt;br /&gt;And buy me a star on the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;It’s Californication&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-8298825373313283995?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/8298825373313283995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=8298825373313283995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8298825373313283995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/8298825373313283995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-besides-point.html' title='Everything besides the point'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-O8uz90nDg/SN5sovaJ0lI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JEMS7BG2STg/s72-c/260920084766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6654693.post-1110857873234197329</id><published>2008-09-21T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:07:29.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love will get you home</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if you wander off too far,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my love will get you home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you follow the wrong star,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my love will get you home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!! to hiok, mathan and dao bo ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;currently topping my peeves list at the moment are: DAMNED RETAINERS (they just don't leave my teeth alone, are easy to lose, and don't do the job anyway), and MATH TUTORIALS (those i have to finish+practise paper+prometheum by tuesday night)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you're reading this and getting a sense of familiarity, so am I. it is vaguely similar to my period of extreme distaste for contact lenses (when i'm wearing them, that is) 2 years ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and by the way, sph news centre is a really cool place. seeing it was worth all the time i spent scurrying around toa payoh and braddell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the video below may give you a new perspective on how to approach integration in the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_9IHV61Jcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_9IHV61Jcw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another interesting (and probably already too well-known) problem: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two_envelopes_problem"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two_envelopes_problem&lt;/a&gt; i actually came upon it while browsing through xkcd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this video, is the MV of &lt;em&gt;Built To Last,&lt;/em&gt; an amazing song by &lt;strong&gt;Melee&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTB6gk8tNT4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTB6gk8tNT4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so. the promos begin tomorrow (and no longer the day after tomorrow as it was yesterday, eh nik? =P oh well in the end i didn't actually go and watch it). yes time has moved yet again, and it will continue to move for the next few days. (actually till the end of time, it will) so worry not, for once again, "we're all in this together". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not professing any love for High School Musical here, which by the way, has a second sequel coming right up on the same distasteful platter of theirs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you ever find yourself&lt;br /&gt;lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me&lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home,&lt;strike&gt;boy&lt;/strike&gt; girl :D&lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6654693-1110857873234197329?l=leoandfriends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/feeds/1110857873234197329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6654693&amp;postID=1110857873234197329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1110857873234197329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6654693/posts/default/1110857873234197329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leoandfriends.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-love-will-get-you-home.html' title='my love will get you home'/><author><name>leoson.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194557991961641821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
